Siren's Song

"What do you mean? I'm not doing anything." The name's Kailtlyn. Kaitlyn Rodes. You may know me as Scarlette Sinclair's ex-fiancee (soon to me current girlfriend) because I've come back to Storybrooke with one goal in mind. Get back Sinclair so I'd advise stepping away and letting me do my work."

[kaitlynrodes]

No Time for Sick Days I OPEN

This was not the day to be sick. She hadn't been sick in over a year now and now was not the day that she let her immune system get the better of her. She blinked once, hoping the world would go back into focus and would stop spinning. There was a long day ahead of her. She took the rag, scrubbing down the counters with as much energy as she could force out (meaning slowly and tiredly) and longed for the comfort of her sweet, sweet bed. 

She heard the door chime alerting her of a customer and immediately forced a smile to her face. "Welcome," She said with a faked smile. "Anything I can do for you?" Usually this came off as flirty but now it just sounded almost monotone. 

[kaitlynrodes]

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Describe your character’s relationship with their mother or their father, or both. Was it good? Bad? Were they spoiled rotten, ignored? Do they still get along now, or no?

She didn’t really have a relationship with her parents... at least not a strong one anyways. They fed her, clothed her, sent her to school but there wasn’t any care in their words, at least not like the endearment they gave her sisters after they won a beauty pageant or a soccer game. So she searched for comfort elsewhere... anywhere with friends, acquaintances even strangers. She wouldn’t come home until late a night, staying out instead with people who would worship her or even care for her in the way she deserved. Her parents didn’t punish her though, in fact, they didn’t even seem to notice. So the day she turned eighteen she moved out and on her own. She hasn’t spoken to them since then and she doesn’t want to.

[kaitlynrodes]

Curiosity I Kaitlyn and Zane

[zanerowe-blog]

"Just a friend," he repeated, clearly annoyed, "And the name’s Zane." Looking up from his sketchpad, even going so far as to close it, he looked up at the woman who wouldn’t just leave him alone and stop reaching totally unjustified conclusions. "Listen, Vannie is just a friend, we hang out and watch movies and eat bacon. That’s about it. I like her, as a friend, and I don’t have to admit anything to myself because there’s nothing to admit. Okay? Can I draw in peace, now? Thanks.”

[kaitlynrodes]

Kaitlyn tilted her head, still looking at him. "I didn't think it was this bad. You know I've seen some pretty awful cases but you- you're in deep." She smiled. "Don't worry though. It's nothing I can't fix. Besides I like a challenge." She took a breath. "Listen, Zane, have you ever really thought about it? Considered the possibility that she might feel the same and that you're only wasting time for not just yourself but her too?"

[officer-sinclair]

Reunited in Rage || Kaitlyn and Sinclair

[officer-sinclair]

“Save yourself the trouble and set yourself straight. I have moved on and you’ll find I am nothing like that naïve, doe-eyed girl that you knew. Feel free to keep caring for that girl, but she is gone, Kaitlyn!” The brunette’s name tumbled from her mouth before she could backtrack. It was not often that Sinclair used her once-fiancée’s first name in place of her last name; it usually came right before –

— Right before their anger let into angry make-up sex. Despite the fact that it had been almost four years since she fought with the fiery brown-eyed woman, she still felt as if she knew the person standing inches away from her. Sinclair felt nausea flooding her body, green taking the place of all the red. She was suddenly at a loss for words, her chest aching. 

[kaitlynrodes]

Kaitlyn sighed quietly. "I don't believe that for one second." She uttered. "The Sinclair I knew is still in there... she's just buried under defenses you've built up while we were apart. I know the real you and she isn't like this... she's brave and kind and smart." She took a breath. "I know you don't want to let yourself feel again. I get that but you can't close yourself off forever. Sooner or later you're going to let go." She blinked once, breathing deeply. "Look Sinclair, whatever you want me to do I'll do it.You want me to stay? I'll stay." She swallowed the lump in her throat. "You want me to go? I'll go." She paused. "But know this... I'm not going to stop fighting for you."

[kaitlynrodes]

Late Night at the Bar I Kaitlyn and Malakai

[malakai-pitchinir]

"Usually, but everything doesn’t have to be done the usual way." Pitch pointed out while smiling at her. When she pretended swoon he just smirked knowing that she was going to be doing the real thing before she knew it. "Oh does it really?" He asked while raising an eyebrow. "Perhaps I should order one more drink then, just to keep me busy." He glanced at the clock, smiling a bit more gently at her, "You have 25 minutes to tell me everything about you. Plenty of time." He paused for half a beat before replying to her question, "Pitch. And yours?" 

[kaitlynrodes]

"You don't say." She said with a grin, turning around to grab the drink and rolling her eyes. He seemed like one of those guys who always got what he wanted. He had another thing coming if he thought she would be easy but she couldn't resist a challenge and the overly confident ones were always so fun to mess with. She turned around the poured him a glass once more. "Kaitlyn. And I told you that I'm bad at talking about myself." She paused. "But I have an idea to keep it interesting. I'll tell you something true about myself if you tell me something true about yourself." Fact for fact, seemed simple enough but this was the easiest and quickest way to get information from a guy... especially if he was drinking.

[kaitlynrodes]

Late Night at the Bar I Kaitlyn and Malakai

[malakai-pitchinir]

"Dates can happen anywhere, doing anything, at anytime. Bars can sometimes hold the best dates in the world." He smiled at her, shaking his head slowly. "You’re not. If you were you wouldn’t be acting this way. I can tell when someone is in a relationship. For instance when you ask them about themselves they don’t talk about long walks on the beach." He raised an eyebrow, willing to give a little, let her think that she had control. "Alright, what time do you get off then? We’ll get a late dinner, early breakfast. No where is open, but I make pretty good pancakes."

[kaitlynrodes]

Kaitlyn nodded. "But usually not when someone is working." She pointed out then smiled once more. "Perceptive and handsome." She pretended to swoon, placing a hand on her forehead and looking up. "I think I'm in love." She whispered dramatically before looking back at him. She glanced at her watch. "I get off in thirty minutes actually. Though if that date happens or not depends on how that time goes." She smiled. "Also it might be helpful if I knew your name."

[kaitlynrodes]

Late Night at the Bar I Kaitlyn and Malakai

[malakai-pitchinir]

"Are you saying this isn’t a first date?" He asked her while tilting his head to the side. "That’s really too bad. I thought it was going so well." Pitch smirked when she told him about her, she had the balls to think that she could play him. He was slightly  impressed, but that was only going to make it more fun when he flipped it on her. "Overall I’m pretty boring too." He told her, finishing his drink once more. "So tell me, how is someone as beautiful and funny, not to mention intelligent as you are, not be in a relationship?"

[kaitlynrodes]

"I like to think first dates are more formal affairs, you know at a restaurant or a movie rather than a bar that I just so happen to be working that. But..." She said trailing off with a smirk. "I think that maybe just maybe if a real first date would be arranged then I'd be willing to forgive that mistake."  She laughed and looked down at his drink. "More already?" She wondered if it was affecting him at all yet or if he had a high tolerance for alcohol. Based on his current actions and behavior she was betting on the latter. "Who's to say I'm not?" She asked. "I mean for all you know someone could have put a ring on it already and it's just getting cleaned." Then chuckled once more. "Though if that were the case I'm afraid my earlier comment on the first date might be a bit more worrisome." 

[kaitlynrodes]

Late Night at the Bar I Kaitlyn and Sanford

[sanfordmann]

Smile still present, Sanford shook the hand presented to him. And Kaitlyn’s question was not weird, but it was a little forward. Usually a bit more time passed before someone felt comfortable enough with their assessment that, ‘yes, he was not talking’ and ‘no, it was not personal’ and decided to ask.

Sanford pointed to his throat, while shaking his head. This was how he usually conveyed the fact that he was mute, but the brunet’s face lights up a moment later; he recalled that his flyers stated that he was mute and would communicate through email or text. He handed her half of his stack, leaning closer to place his finger where he wanted her attention.

[kaitlynrodes]

Mute. She wondered if he was like that since birth or if something happened but since he clearly couldn't give complex answers like that she simply nodded. His finger wandered over the page in her hand and landed above a phrase saying he was mute and would email or text. "Ah," She said simply then smiled. "Well, it doesn't matter. Where would you like to hang them?" He could point to the place. No need for words. She'd never actually met someone who was mute but it didn't really affect how she viewed him... all it meant was there she'd have to be more thoughtful about how she worded questions so he could supply a simple yes or no answer with the shake or nod of his head. 

[kaitlynrodes]

Late Night at the Bar I Kaitlyn and Malakai

[malakai-pitchinir]

"I was married a while back… Bu tI hardly think that’s talk for a first meeting. And it’s definitely not talk for a first date." He sipped his drink again, smirking as he shrugged at her next question. "I like to help people." He said, passing off that as a good enough answer. "Tell me about yourself now."

[kaitlynrodes]

"Ah," She said, leaning back a tiny bit then turning to put away the bottle. She froze when he said first date, happy to have her back to him so he didn't see the look of shock that passed over her face. But she quickly composed herself. She turned around, ponytail swinging with her as a smirk formed on her lips. "First date?" She asked with a quirked eyebrow. "Last I heard I was just pouring you drinks." Then she smirked. "Well... I bartend, um..." She leaned against edge of the counter behind her. "I like bouquets of roses, a good book and long walks on the beach." She said with a dramatic sigh then burst out laughing. "Sorry talking about myself is not my forte, especially when there are far more interesting men to get to know." She sighed, still smiling and leaned back against the counter a bit more. "Besides overall I'm pretty boring."

[kaitlynrodes]

Late Night at the Bar I Kaitlyn and Malakai

[malakai-pitchinir]

"No, not anymore." He told her while finishing the liquid from his cup and pushing it towards her, expecting a refill. "I needed a change after the accident. I didn’t really need to work, I have more than enough money and policing this town was losing it’s touch." He shrugged and gave her another smile. "I’ve been here my whole life, I’d say that’s a few years." 

[kaitlynrodes]

Kaitlyn raised a brow, hoping for more than that. "The accident?" She asked, turning around and picking up the bottle once more. "And what exactly was that?" She poured more, her eyes locked on his, eager to get more information. "Hmmm.... why get into the force in the first place then?"

[kaitlynrodes]

Late Night at the Bar I Kaitlyn and Sanford

[sanfordmann]

Sanford nodded once, curtly at the first question, following it with a polite shake of his head. In the midst of his rejection, the woman’s movements forward halted his actions. The dark-haired woman, whose name he did not know, was suddenly in his personal space, reaching for his flyers. If their roles were reversed, Sanford would surely offer his help; and she was an employee here. An employee that he’d never met before. At least with the fliers, he would not have to struggle with a means to introduce himself. 

Pulling in a deep breath, the mute man smiled, nodding once more. He schooled his features, furrowing his bow and crinkling his chin, pulling his bottom lip up, as if to say, Why not? It was not that he needed help as much as it was that he might enjoy the company. 

[kaitlynrodes]

"Good." She said with a grin, taking some flyers into her arms. "I'm Kaitlyn by the way." She held out her hand. Did he not speak? Or was he nervous? "Not to be weirdly forward or anything but is there a reason you're not speaking?" She asked with a tilt of her head. "Not to be rude... just general curiosity." 

[kaitlynrodes]

Late Night at the Bar I Kaitlyn and Malakai

[malakai-pitchinir]

"I know that feeling." He told while giving a small smile. "I used to work on the police force, I loved being on the roads, but as soon as it came to paperwork. He brought the cup to his lips and smirked, not at her words though, more at the fact that she was already falling perfectly into his hands. "New in town? If anyone ever really new in town? I’ve been here forever, after I stopped working I mostly kept to myself though." 

[kaitlynrodes]

She smiled. A police officer? This was hardly a first. If she had to pick a type it was probably just that. She didn't know why but she always seemed to gravitate towards them. "Not anymore?" She asked, leaning forward and hoping for more details. "True. Seems everyone I meet has been here for years." 

[ohijustlovetakeoffs]

Absolutely Lovely || Grand Ball || Kaitlyn & Bianca

[ohijustlovetakeoffs]

"It’s so lovely." She smiled looking about, Hungary didn’t have things like this. Places like this were found in more wealthy countries. The US being one of them. Bianca turned her attention back from the ballroom to the other woman. "Oh- no we have not. Sorry. I’m rather new in town actually." 

[kaitlynrodes]

"Really?" Kaitlyn asked with a lift of her brow. "We hardly ever get new people. Where are you from?" She smiled at the girl. She detected a slight accent.

[kaitlynrodes]

Late Night at the Bar I Kaitlyn and Sanford

[sanfordmann]

The amount of work in Storybrooke was dwindling for Sanford. He was not only a certified masseuse, but a talented one at that. He knew almost every type of massage that someone might ask for; he knew acupuncture and aromatherapy. But, getting clients was not something he knew how to do. And that was a problem, particularly when he owed rent for both his living and working space.

Sanford was employing new techniques for recruiting potential clients. He was going to hang up flyers in the bar. The flyers listed his abilities, highlighting his work as a masseuse but not failing to mention that he could be contacted for handyman jobs, such as home and car repairs.

Just as he was about to hang up the flyer, Sanford heard the bartender acknowledge his presence, asking if he wanted a drink. Sanford paused, deer in the headlights, his mouth opening and shutting. He held up the stack of flyers and pointed to them.  

[kaitlynrodes]

Kaitlyn raised a brow, confused. This wasn't how she expected it to go. He seemed shy sure, but she'd expected at least a little something... a wink or even a smile. "You want to hang the flyers?" She asked, tilting her head to the side. "I'm sure that'd be fine." She took a step forward, smiling. "Need any help?" She glanced around the room. "Because from the looks of things we won't get any business for a while and-" She took a step forward, pursing her lips and reaching for the flyers he held. "Really you'd be doing me a favor. I'm bored out of my mind."

[kaitlynrodes]

Late Night at the Bar I Kaitlyn and Malakai

[malakai-pitchinir]

Malakai couldn’t help but notice the all too cheery voice and peppy attitude. It was clear that she didn’t want to be here, at least it was clear to him that she didn’t want to be here. Others were a little more stupid and couldn’t pick up on simple body language. “Whisky.” He told her simply while leaning on the bar as well and watching her. “Long night? You seem tired, sweetheart. Don’t overwork yourself.” His voice was gentle as he spoke, making it seem as though he were truly concerned. Although if someone like her worked for him, he wouldn’t do anything over than work her to the bone too. She seemed like someone that was going to do what was asked of her and he liked that. He liked that a lot. 

[kaitlynrodes]

She turned around, grabbing a class and a bottle. "Got to pay the bills somehow." She said with a shrug, pouring the glass. "And an office job doesn't suit me." She pursed her lips lightly, leaning forward a bit and making eye contact. "Not my style." She took the bottle from the counter, moving to put it back where it came from. He was certainly attractive... more than enough to entertain her until her shift was done however after that... she wasn't sure. "Haven't seen you before." She said, turning back, a smirk playing on her lips. "Are you new in town?"

[kaitlynrodes]

Late Night at the Bar I Kaitlyn and open

Kaitlyn was bored. It was getting late and the night crowd was dying down. Soon enough it'd be closing time and she'd have to go home. The thought of her warm, soft bed and a few hours of sleep made her smile. Only a little longer. Though at the sound of a new customer she hastily pushed the thought out of her head. 'Get through the shift and you're home free' was the mantra that played in her head. She plastered a smile onto her face and leaned slightly towards them. "What can I get for you, sugar?"

[strangerslike-us-deactivated201]

Punch and Bumps (Storybrooke Ball) ||Jane and Kaitlyn

Jane had been pulled into going to this ball by her sister and Rebecca, she much rather would have been taking the late shift at the animal shelter. But she guessed she wasn’t having too bad a time. It was nice to get out and have fun every once in awhile.She had spoke to a couple people, though she hadn’t danced yet, she really didn’t see anybody she would be comfortable with being so close together. So, after standing and doing nothing for several moments she decided to go over to the table which held refreshments and treats of all kinds.

Feeling parched she went to get some punch, but soon noticed someone standing near her. ‘They must be thirsty too’ she thought. After getting her glass full she moved over so as not to be in the person’s way, but in the meantime had knocked into the person behind her. Shocked she turned and began spouting apologies “Sorry, I hope I didn’t hurt you or anything?”

[kaitlynrodes]

Kaitlyn had seen her from the distance. She was certainly pretty and most certainly her type. The only real question left was the girl's preference. She'd gone over to get some punch and possibly get in a word with her just to test the waters. She'd gotten a drink then fell backwards slightly when the girl unexpectedly slam into her. Luckily she didn't hit the ground and managed to steady herself before any real damage was done to her or her dress. Kaitlyn laughed. "Nope. All good." She looked at the girl as if it was the first time she'd seen her and not been subtly glancing from across the room. "Have we met?"