STRANGER.

i became the bad part of town: the woman your mama warned you about. i was the blood in the water, and oh —— it felt so good to run so red. ( — little red, ashe vernon ) ind. sel. nóirin liuk, a sole survivor from fallout 4, penned by lex.

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     glory or wisdom ?  love or power ?  violin or piano ? fire or water ? air or earth ?  forest or river ? black or white ?  left or right ? heads or tails ?  theatre or cinema ? give or take ? dawn or dusk ?  gold or silver ?  art or music ?  morning or night ?  venus or mercury ? 

tagged by no-one tagging you, dear reader

[thelovejournals]

I’m haunted by all the space that I will live without you.

Richard Brautigan, from “Boo, Forever” (via thelovejournals)

[criedred-blog]

        ‘oh, i’ve met the detective in DIAMOND city. valentine, right?’ given that there were very few of them in the commonwealth and both with such catchy names, it was not for her to keep up tabs. just in case something came up. ‘have you ever been to the CAPITAL wasteland? rivet city?’

@iasachta 

[iasachta-blog]

“ yes, valentine is a friend. a good man. ”  there’s little hesitation when she says the word man, his metal frame notwithstanding. the capital... washington? she’d seen the potomac, once, on a school trip as a child, but that wasn’t what this woman wanted to know. her heart twinged a little, as it did every time nóirin was reminded of the TIME that had passed her by. “ i haven’t left the commonwealth in... years. is rivet city where you originate? ”

[iasachta-blog]

a study of nóirin liuk  ——  wardrobe , pre-war .

[solussuperstes]

@iasachta

“head’s up, rumor has it there’s some ferals cooped up in there.” 

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“ lovely. i just stocked up on stimpacks, so at least that wasn’t for nothing. ”

[iasachta-blog]

TAG DUMP PT II.

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glacierfront.

     [text] uhhhhh

     julie begins explaining it – the way that the metal plate on the doorframe has been ripped out of its screws by the force, and how as a result, there’s a long, spindly crack of drywall that’s extruding at an angle beside it, and how the actual door part that fits into the jamb is a little splintered, too. the typing bubble goes on for a couple of seconds – and then:

     [text] img.png

   [text] jesus, what happened?

‘nick can fix that.’ she types it, pauses, and then stares at it, looking at her phone as if it had attacked her. she backspaces.

   [text] i can probably fix the drywall. your door seems fine, so you just need a new plate.

[iasachta-blog]

full name: nóra kathleen liuk-johnson nickname(s): nóirin title: sole survivor age: 45 | 255 species: human ethnicity: chinese, white (irish-american) gender: female pronoun(s): she/her/hers orientation: bisexual current residence: sanctuary ; the commonwealth religion: lapsed catholic financial status: prev. middle class martial status: widowed status: active fandom: fallout 4 face claim: sandrine holt (possibly also chloe bennet or jessica henwick) height: 5′8″ weight:  125 lbs body build: lean. she was never curvy, but the scarcity of food in the commonwealth has worn down all the weight she’d gained while pregnant.

[defiantarchive]

Miss Fisher’s Murder Mystery Meme | Part One

❝ I understand perfectly though my bladder may not. ❞

❝ I’m a woman alone, newly arrived in a dangerous town. ❞

❝ I do like a man with a plan.  ❞

❝ Tell them she’s just been widowed.  ❞

❝ Why on earth would a womb wander?  ❞

❝ Still fighting the capitalist menace? ❞ 

❝ I would do the same to you without smearing my lipstick. ❞ 

❝ Because I’m carrying a gun! ❞

❝ ______ has certainly become more interesting in my absence. ❞

❝ I think you need that clever woman you talked about. ❞

❝ I might need you, on occasion, to bend the Ten Commandments. ❞

❝ If they’re using it to pay off unsavoury types, my bet is cocaine. ❞

❝ Haven’t you become a dreary crusader? ❞

❝ I’m a little more steamed up than I wanted to be. ❞

❝ Always wondered what went on in a Turkish bathhouse. ❞

❝ The scenery has vastly improved and we haven’t even left the station.❞

❝ Come on, men, keep up!❞

❝ Don’t fret, ___, I’ve scaled Kilimanjaro. ❞

❝ Your shoe seems to have the ballistic capabilities of a .38 revolver. ❞

❝ Oh no, I wasn’t ill. Just terrified out of my wits. ❞

❝ Well, I’m sure I will have a very good answer by then.  ❞

❝ I don’t allow myself to be lustfully compromised during my murder investigations. ❞

❝ Nothing that matters is easy. ❞

❝ I haven’t taken anything seriously since 1918. ❞ 

❝ In this case, the law is an ass. ❞

❝ Who says I don’t want that plane? ❞

❝ Is it dangerous, deceitful, or dodgy? ❞  

❝ This one’s almost devout. ❞

❝ And I don’t like being lied to. ❞

❝ Well we could all die waiting for that to happen. ❞

❝ It took me ten years, but I kept my promise. ❞

❝ Still dashingly handsome —in the right light. ❞

❝ I thought your hands were tied. ❞

❝ They are; but yours aren’t.  ❞

❝ Right now, all I have the stamina for is a hot bath and a stiff drink. ❞

❝ Sounds perfectly justified to me. ❞

❝ Hang the lot of them, and we’ll take our business elsewhere. ❞

❝ So you go and get suspended, and I’ll leave the decision up to you. ❞

❝ We need to establish, right up front, who wears the trousers in this arrangement. ❞

❝ Is that a first class ticket to purgatory. ❞

❝ Easier to pass as a revolutionary without a posse of staff. ❞

❝ Can you suggest an escape route? ❞

❝ The morgue? Interesting small talk, _______. ❞

❝ I was born free and should remain free. ❞

❝ I hate to be a pedant but I think I just got in the way the first time. ❞

❝ The only benefit of your helping hand is that I might have a walk-up start when it comes to investigating your eventual murder. ❞

❝ Define ‘found’ for me. ❞

❝ You can’t really call what’s on there a lock. ❞

❝ Someone’s been tampering with this poor virgin. ❞

❝ No one wants the innocent to die, but the cause is bigger than any of us. ❞

❝ It would be a tactical error to think you have me pegged just yet. ❞

[iasachta-blog]

OOC. SCREENCAPPED HAS CAPS FROM MCGYVER

[iasachta-blog]

curiousity killed the cat, etc, etc -- and yet nóirin can’t help but wonder, can’t help but ask questions. it’s in her nature, and while it may lead her to trouble some day, she’s certain that it won’t be at the hands of nick’s pretty brunette secretary. “ nick informed me that you you spent your childhood in goodneighbour. what was that like? ” 

@consoleborn– ellie // s.c.

[thisyearsgirls]

[criedred-blog]

you must travel through these woods again & again…and you must be lucky to avoid the wolf every time…but the wolf only needs enough luck to find you ONCE.

[iasachta-blog]

nóirin hesitated, tugging at her belt and adjusting the various holsters on it, still a little uncertain in the face of this new world, where you simply ask people if they want money to kill things. if only nate could see her now. “ are you looking for work? i can spare a few caps and i’d love some help with a nearby mirelurk nest. ”  squaring her shoulders, she met alice’s eyes, chin up.

@tofeelawake -- alice // s.c.

[iasachta-blog]

OOC. i must….. write up my 1950s verse and my full entire bio but i also have two exams in the next 4 days

[iasachta-blog]

ok ALL THE STARTERS and one reply are in the queue and pls yell at me if you see me on here -- i need to pass politics & world music pls n thx

[glacierfront]

        an hour later. mim still isn’t home. biting at one of her nails, julie sends out another text.

       [text] do u know how to fix a door         [text] by any chance

[iasachta-blog]

nóirin is confused, mostly, frowning down at her phone, little white letters spelling out one of the oddest questions she’s ever been asked.

[text]: that depends, i suppose. [text]: is it the door frame that’s broken? the hinges? the actual wood itself?

[iasachta-blog]

OOC. i must..... write up my 1950s verse and my full entire bio but i also have two exams in the next 4 days