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Can I help you?

janesbxxt‌:

mando-ade1207‌:

Steve had just gotten home. His dog, a gold lab named Peggy met him at the door. He walked in, took of his pistol belt and tactical vest and hung these up on their respective hooks right inside his bedroom. Peggy followed him back out to the kitchen.

“How was your day, girl?” he scratched behind her ear and gave her a treat. He then walked over to the fridge and grabbed a bottle of water and went into the living room. On his way there however, someone knocked on his door. This stopped him dead in his tracks.

“No one comes up here, wonder who that is, hmm?” he looked down at Peggy and then back to the door. On his way there he picked up his pistol from the desk. He walked up next to the door.

“Can I help you?” he shouted?

Jane had made herself the weekly trip all the way from the ranger station into town. Every non-emergency report got collected and she was the lucky one to bring in the paperwork. But she hadn’t expected to be a bit too late when it came to dropping the papers off, seeing the man she was looking for had already gone home. But with her luck she was told where he lived and that she could stop them by on her way back to the station.

Knocking at his door she cleared her throat and was a bit surprised that it was only a voice that welcomed her... he couldn’t even open the door? She thought to herself. “Oh...” She shifted. “Well, I’m here to drop off the parks weekly reports. You had already gone home...I was told I could come here and drop them off. It’s a bit of a bloody travel to get all the way back here from the park.”

#cap #sorry... it's the best reason I could think why she'd be at his place

scarsliketigerstripes‌:

“Not quite,” Radhya answered with a smile. “I’m a personal bodyguard. My client is currently a bit under the weather, so I took the liberty of purchasing some medicine for her.” It felt strange referring to Jasmine as her client, when she felt so close, when she felt like a real friend, but Radhya had been instilled with a strict sense of duty. It wouldn’t be becoming to refer to Jasmin so informally to strangers.

Her expression softened as Miss Porter continued to gush over the little bats. It was sweet, to see someone take such joy in things. Radhya wasn’t afraid of bats, wasn’t afraid of much at all, in fact, but she wouldn’t quite search them out in the dark either.

“Wonderful. It spares me the effort of having to insist,” she said with a lilt that was almost playful. “I’d rather enjoy some company myself.”

“A body guard, hm? Well, isn’t that fancy.” The girl gushed a bit as she smiled at the other woman. “So, anyone elite? A secret celerity maybe living in town?” Jane joked. She really didn’t know people around this town would need a personal bodyguard. Or perhaps she just stayed too much in the forest to even notice.

Jane waved at the girl and shrugged. “Now that I know you’re a bodyguard, it feels kind of cool to have you walking with me, almost like I am someone important. Duchess Jane Porter, in Elias. What a story, hm?”

#radhya

scarsliketigerstripes‌:

“Radhya Burman,” she replied to the girl’s introduction. “It is lovely to meet you, Miss Porter.”

She tilted her head slightly, smiling as she listened to her explanation. She had lovely brown eyes that sparkled with life as she talked, her voice animated with excitement. “Personally never been such a fan of the winged critters. Rather nasty, all the screeching.”

She smiled again at the woman’s spunk.

“Perhaps I could escort you just in case? Unless we are in the more populated areas, at least.”

“Yes, an absolute pleasure.” Jane said laughing a bit looking at the girl and smiling. “You’re rather quick by the way, are you some form of police around here?” “Sadly not many people are, but I find them rather cute. I don’t know... it’s something about how tiny they are that I can’t turn them down. Despite the amount of fear they can cause in a lot of people. Especially if you open your attic to wake a nest of them.”

“Escort me, huh?” She asked with a soft smirk. “I think I couldn’t turn it down, I know to be more cautious now but I certainly wouldn’t mind the company.”

#ignore text #radhya

smoulderingrogue‌:

“You’re most welcome, darling,” Radhya waved the compliment away. This was her job after all and she couldn’t stand watching men like him think they could get away with their ways. She raised a hand to hide her laugh behind as she giggled at the girls jaguar comment. Her spirits were instantly lifted hearing a familiar accent. She had received part of her education in London and the accent had always stuck.

“I hope he won’t try again,” she said sincerely. She nodded at the equipment the woman was carrying. “Are you a photographer, then? Out perhaps to capture some nightly romance?”

“Jane.” She said having always be quick to introduce herself. “I’m Jane Porter.” She added with a grin. The woman released her clutch on the bag and let it fall at her side only to look down at it and laugh. “Oh, no romance tonight. I am a photographer though, yes.” The woman replied proudly. “But unless you consider a nesting of California leafed-nose bat romantic then no.”

“I was taking photos for the zoo all day so I’m pretty exhausted but I swear, if I catch that man nabbing at my personals again he’d be smacked upside the head faster then he can say sticky fingers.”

#radhya

scarsliketigerstripes‌:

The night was dark and cool, the headlight overhead flickering in a few last heartbeats before sizzling out. A few paces ahead of her was a single man hurrying through the night, long coat fluttering around his ankles. Following someone, even if he was pretty subtle about it.

Radhya sighed internally, but quickened her own pace. She shrugged her bag more securely over her shoulder. Her hand shot out at just the same time his did, her perfectly manicured fingers wrapping around his wrist.

“Oh, darling, why not keep those in your own pockets?” she smiled, sweet as honey. She ignored the other person who was about to be robbed turning to her. “That was awfully rude.” When he tried to pull back she held his gaze and his wrist with equal coldness strength, before planting her high heel on his chest and kicking him a few paces down the empty street. She inclined her head to the street. “Hurry along now, sweetheart.”

When he hesitated she shouldered her bag again, revealing in the process the subtle glint of a gun strapped to her waist. The man scurried off. Finally, she turned to other person, giving them a sheepish smile.

“So dreadfully sorry about the fuss, but I thought you would rather keep your things in your own possession.”

Jane was just walking through town, earlier that day she’d been given the chance to photograph the newest additions of the zoo for the website; apparently having a National Geographic photographer was something people had gone bananas over because she was being requested by many people for her help on projects. Jane never minded though, she loved the work. But that meant she was sporting rather expensive equipment a lot and when the altercation had gone around her with the two random strangers Jane instantly clutched her camera bag and gasped.

“What?” She said in shock still processing everything quickly. “No! No. Thank you... the creeper. I must really be slipping back into the city ways, he was quieter then a Jaguar, I’ll tell you that.” She said with a huff and laughed off her nerves. “The balls on that man, trying to get away with my things.”

#radhya

smoulderingrogue‌:

“I mourn your loss,” he said solemnly, even if he was pleased with the little touch. He couldn’t help but think of their time together fondly, how fun it had been. It didn’t last of course, just the way Flynn had liked it back then. Their time together had been like a storm, wild and all compassing. But perhaps what he loved most about it was that the memories hadn’t become tainted, that when it was all over, Jane still smiled at him and called him darling.

(He didn’t wonder the what if, didn’t allow himself such thoughts.)

He raised an eyebrow at her, her explanation feeling off, but didn’t comment on it. After all, he had plenty of secrets and half-truths himself, he could allow her the luxury of one.

“Aww, and here I was thinking you just missed me too much.”

“Sorry, Rider. I have long been over that smolder. My time in the jungle was enough.” She reached forward and pat his cheek softly with a smile. “How have you been, darling? Still, as wild as ever?”

#flynn #sorry it's so short

smoulderingrogue‌:

“I think it worked just now,” he winked cheerfully, but then grinned and admitted defeat. “All right, perhaps I’d have more luck if this was the 60s or something. Doesn’t hurt to try.”

He laughed when she threatened to smack him, knowing she was fierce enough to do so, but wouldn’t because she liked him too much. He gave her a fond smile.

“I feel like we’ve hung out at much weirder places than a park,” he said with a suggestive gleam in his eyes. “If anything, this is boringly normal for us. But I thought you were in London? What brings you… here?”

Jane patted him on the shoulder and scrunched her nose. “Maybe in the past, darling, but I know how to look past that smolder. now” She said, thinking about the times she would have gone weak in the knees around him.

“And that is what makes this all too strange. Just a normal park in a normal place.” She said looking around with a laugh. She bit her lip at the question, her reason not one she was really wanting to be talking about just yet. “A bit of an escape from excitement? Traveling had gotten to me I guess and I needed some quiet, even the busy streets of London were a lot to handle.”

#flynn

magical-mary-poppins‌:

Mary smiled, “Oh, I’ve been known to draw some in the past. I haven’t in quite a while though.” She did as a child, but that had been so many years ago. It wasn’t something she had kept up with.

Jane furrowed her brow. “I couldn’t imagine not drawing, I’ve been doing it as long as I can remember.” With a sigh Jane smiled back at the older woman. “Why did you stop?”

#mary

magical-mary-poppins‌:

Mary turned at the woman’s voice. “Oh, well, I suppose you’re right.” She pulled a new sketchbook out of her carpet bag and handed it to the woman. “I happen to have an extra book, if you’d like it.”

Jane laughed just a bit as the woman seemed to just pull the sketchbook out of her purse. Raising a brow Jane smiled. “Thank you, this is really nice of you.” Looking through her own bag she managed to find a pen and opened up to a fresh page. “Do you like to draw too?”

#mary

smoulderingrogue‌:

“Darling, if you want to see a pretty bird, I can lend you a mirror.”

Flynn grinned at her, wide and bright, waiting for the spark of recognition as the girl turned around. He almost hadn’t been sure he saw right, but her little outburst was just so truly Jane Porter all doubt had vanished. It had been a while since they last saw each other.

“I’ll spare you the wood joke,” he said magnanimously, adding a playful wink.

Jane didn’t need one second to recognize that voice. She rolled her eyes playfully before turning to him. “Darling. As charming as you always have been you might want to consider a few of your lines. Has that one really worked for you before?” Jane asked with a laugh.

“Good, I might have had to smack you if you took it that far.” Jane placed her hands on her hips and tilted her head just slightly. “Flynn Rider. Isn’t this just the strangest place to meet again from all the places?”

#flynn

“Well, this is just disappointing!” Jane said with a huff. “The day I leave my sketch book behind and of course I see such a pretty bird to draw.” She was almost having a mini fit but knew she would just have to deal with it. “You know that breed of woodpecker id only seen in this part of the world?”

#eliasopen

[ Jennifer Aniston / female / She/her ] – JANE PORTER is an TWENTY SIX year old citizen of the CRANEWOODS area in Elias, Maine. They spend their time as a PARK RANGER. They can be LAWFUL GOOD, and tend to be AMBITIOUS and ECCENTRIC. Rumor has it they LEFT LONDON BECAUSE SHE WAS BEING STALKED, but actually THEY NEEDED A SENSE OF ADVENTURE.

#eliasintro #about

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