You can't hide what you are from me.

Ronnie Rainier, at your service. I'm sort of a jack of all trades. Hunter, cook, dominatrix, mechanic, lover, ass-kicker, freelance superhero. I also have another job, but I can't tell you about that one. About that superhero thing, I see what things really are—the demons under meatsuits, angels, skinwalkers, faeries, weres, all sorts'a things. I should be crazy, but somehow I'm not. Not because of that anyway. [Independent OC RP blog. I own nothing but the character unless otherwise stated. I'm not Karen Gillan—obviously— and all gifs and images blah blah blah boring you've read all this before. All NSFW material is tagged accordingly, and so is everything else.]

[dailykarengillan]

[breathtakingqueens]

[colormekorrasami]

[firebird68]

Veronica.

Hamaliel.

[lilycostner]

It’s all fun and games until a human starts a relationship with an immortal being. 

[gothicprep]

i may not be your cup of tea but i’m your 10th shot of tequila

[firebird68]

So... hey. Still not dead.

Miraculously. My sister's kid may be trying to kill me though.

[phillscave]

Monsters are tragic beings; they are born too tall, too strong, too heavy, they are not evil by choice. That is their tragedy

Ishiro Honda (via blurrymelancholy)

[jamesdeaner]

James Dean checks his car before a race in Palm Springs, March 1955.

[caecilius24]

[fan-troll]

way ahead of ya

[officialukulele]

PIE

[wewishyouamerrydestiel]

PIE

[officialukulele]

PIEE

[markanchovy]

PIE

[officialukulele]

PIE

[holdontomysoul]

Waiting for the inevitable supernatural gif…

[murdockmatthew]

DID SOMEBODY SAY PIE?

[clara-hamish-winchester]

WELL DONE PUSHING DAISIES FANDOM

[ijustwanttohugdavidtennant]

[castiel--for--king]

[softsummergirl]

[ameliasfairytales]

[orchidboutique]

[lostmysoultotheblack]

firebird68 entered the bar

[firebird68]

"I’m a lot of things," she admitted with a smile, "Including that." Today she would probably be a mechanic, maybe a smuggler too, depending. Right now was sort of a grey area, since she wasn’t on the job yet, and she was pretty sure this guy wouldn’t tattle if she let something slip. People talked in bars and you couldn’t trust half of it to be true, no matter what time it was.

[lostmysoultotheblack]

"Versatile lady. You’ll have all manner of captains beggin for your services." Someone that pretty who could ply her hand at multiple trades would never be wanting for cash. Roman rubbed one large hand over his face to further help him wake up. The coffee buzzed and he straightened. "Usually get a crowd of ‘em in around sundown, if you want to take your pick."

[firebird68]

"Y'think so?" Her expression went a little thoughtful and a lot amused. "Maybe I'll take the afternoon off then. Come back later, auction off my services." Companions picked their clients; she'd never quite been able to get rid of that habit, especially since she had to have a look at the crate she was flying on before she got on it. "With your permission, o'course," she added. "Nothin' hinky. All legitimate business."

[lostmysoultotheblack]

firebird68 entered the bar

[lostmysoultotheblack]

“Nah I break into other folk’s places of business and drink their booze. Half naked. Surprised you haven’t heard of me.” He chuckled, lowly, circling the bar. One hand ran along the smooth edge, clearly a habit and something of fondness to it. Then a sleepy yawn grumbled up his throat and he winced, reaching for a battered canister. “Coffee? Less o’course you prefer somethin stronger.”

[firebird68]

Now there was a story she wouldn’t have minded overhearing in some bar. She would’ve ordered a round in his honour. “First time I been on world in a few months. Could be all sortsa new characters running around.” She’d join him for a drink regardless, but she wouldn’t approve of him stealing anything if he was. Ronnie followed and dropped herself into a seat, drumming her fingers on the bar. “Don’t see why it can’t be both. No inreputable captain would take on a mechanic that don’t smell a little bit like whiskey.”

[lostmysoultotheblack]

No reason you couldn’t have all you wanted. He couldn’t argue with that thinking. Roman smirked a little as he set the burners going to boil the water and scooped grounds into the machine. Snapping the lid back on the can, he set it up on the shelf without looking, habitual motions. Waiting for the coffee to percolate, he scooped up a bottle of rotgut and set it on the counter.

"You a mechanic, then?"

[firebird68]

"I'm a lot of things," she admitted with a smile, "Including that." Today she would probably be a mechanic, maybe a smuggler too, depending. Right now was sort of a grey area, since she wasn't on the job yet, and she was pretty sure this guy wouldn't tattle if she let something slip. People talked in bars and you couldn't trust half of it to be true, no matter what time it was.

[lostmysoultotheblack]

firebird68 entered the bar

[firebird68]

“That would be mighty kind’a you.” Staying awake another couple hours wouldn’t hurt. And how could she stay no to such pleasant company? She wandered a few steps further in, taking a better look around. “I take it this fine establishment is yours?”

[lostmysoultotheblack]

“Nah I break into other folk’s places of business and drink their booze. Half naked. Surprised you haven’t heard of me.” He chuckled, lowly, circling the bar. One hand ran along the smooth edge, clearly a habit and something of fondness to it. Then a sleepy yawn grumbled up his throat and he winced, reaching for a battered canister. “Coffee? Less o’course you prefer somethin stronger.”

[firebird68]

Now there was a story she wouldn't have minded overhearing in some bar. She would've ordered a round in his honour. "First time I been on world in a few months. Could be all sortsa new characters running around." She'd join him for a drink regardless, but she wouldn't approve of him stealing anything if he was. Ronnie followed and dropped herself into a seat, drumming her fingers on the bar. "Don't see why it can't be both. No inreputable captain would take on a mechanic that don't smell a little bit like whiskey."

[teamsteverogrs]

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