[leatherjacketandlightning]

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as yasha walked into this new town, the feeling felt all too familiar to her, comfort in the unfamiliar. she was all too used to jumping from place to place. some would call her untrusting, others would call her a flight risk, she saw it as being scared; she was scared of hurting the ones she loved and losing everything. yasha didn’t remember much of what happened prior to her coming into sallow hills, but she thinks she hurt someone, and that was enough for her to run until she couldn’t run anymore.

yasha looked up at a the sign that read “the white rabbit” and took a deep breath. looked like a place she could get a drink before she looked for a place to stay. she wanted to get her feet planted, but a drink couldn’t hurt. she walked in and sat at the bar. she dropped her backpack of her belongings next her her on the floor as she looked around. she ordered a whisky as she relaxed her shoulders, letting the tension in her shoulders go a bit.

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[murderxhusbands]

yashaaaaaaa​:

yasha didn’t know much about the town she was in. honestly, it was the first town in a few miles that looked not like a ghost town. she decided to finally stop running from what may or may not be chasing her, and sallow hills just happened to be the town. as for what the town was all about? well, yasha definitely had to do some asking around. maybe this was the universe telling her that she needed to meet new people? either way, she wasn’t doing it completely sober.

yasha carefully watched as the girl walked up to the bar and ordered. she let out a soft chuckle as the other girl struggled to get the shot down. “not a liquor girl?”yasha said, as the light scandinavian accent hung slight on the question. she graciously took the shot down, hissing slightly as she felt the sting on the cheap alcohol fall down her throat. “you know, there’s no shame in the sugary stuff.” yasha said as she looked over to the girl next to her. “the fruity kind are so refreshing, though i’m not quite sure you’ll get that here.” yasha said, taking in the more rustic looking pub.

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Originally posted by homaresawa

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"I usually go that route. I don't know why I wavered." She shook her head, waving off the empty glasses and pulling her soda toward her all in the same gesture. "I guess I thought this would be more fun, but I don't know why. As a general rule, alcohol doesn't have taste going for it." She wasn't ashamed of drinking something fruity or whatever, but the truth was that it all always tasted pretty much like alcohol to her. Not that her experience was all that vast. She'd never had the friends to party with in school. She and Simon had always been elbow deep in some catastrophe, and she wasn't sorry about that. At least she'd done something useful with her time.

She stuck a straw in her soda and took a grateful gulp, not feeling the need to add anything stronger to it. No, that single shot was plenty for her, for at least a year until she was silly enough to try this again. Her gaze flicked to the backpack near the girl's feet. It looked much more like a necessity than a fashion choice. "I'm Penelope. Did you just get to town?" She'd been far less prepared when she arrived. She'd had the clothes on her back, some American money in her pocket, her gemstone, and her mobile because it happened to be in her hand when she somehow vanished from California and arrived in Wales.

[leatherjacketandlightning]

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yasha nodded. “there’s no shame in that. i just am used to this stuff i suppose.” she said lifting the glass of whiskey and taking a sip. yasha came from a tribe where they had ale, whiskey, and more ale. there was a culture around drinking and now that she was long gone from that culture, she only drank once in a blue moon, usually with friends, or after a long day.

yasha nodded and ran her hand through her hair. “uh yeah, i actually just got in maybe ten minutes ago.” the girl had only the necessities in her pack, a few outfits, toothbrush, her sword and her book of pressed flowers. other than the book. she didn’t have many personal keep sakes. it was easier to travel light. “what should i know about the town? any people i need to stay away from or town curse?” yasha said with a soft laugh.

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[duderosiers-archive]

yashaaaaaaa​:

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as yasha walked into this new town, the feeling felt all too familiar to her, comfort in the unfamiliar. she was all too used to jumping from place to place. some would call her untrusting, others would call her a flight risk, she saw it as being scared; she was scared of hurting the ones she loved and losing everything. yasha didn’t remember much of what happened prior to her coming into sallow hills, but she thinks she hurt someone, and that was enough for her to run until she couldn’t run anymore.

yasha looked up at a the sign that read “the white rabbit” and took a deep breath. looked like a place she could get a drink before she looked for a place to stay. she wanted to get her feet planted, but a drink couldn’t hurt. she walked in and sat at the bar. she dropped her backpack of her belongings next her her on the floor as she looked around. she ordered a whisky as she relaxed her shoulders, letting the tension in her shoulders go a bit.

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the backpack thrown on the floor was the clearest indicator that she was new here, and nana glanced over from where she was sipping her own drink ( tequila sunrise, far too summery for barely spring weather ). nana wondered where she’d come from - her clothes and hair said somewhere very different. old, even. why not just ask? maybe the stranger wasn’t the type for idle chit chat, maybe she wanted to be left alone.

still, nana was curious. her zakuro couldn’t smell any immediate danger, and nana had her wits about her…to some degree. “just got here?” the young witch asked, giving a friendly smile. “weird, isn’t it?”

[leatherjacketandlightning]

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as yasha took in her surroundings, she ran her fingers through her hair. she had been on the move for so long, it felt like her legs were on autopilot, even to the point to where her leg jittered as she waited for her drink at the bar. being in a new place wasn’t out of the ordinary for the large girl. she felt some solace in the unfamiliar. she didn’t have to be scared completely of the things and people around her; though people scared yasha quite a bit.

not expecting or seeing the girl walk as she was in her own mind, yasha jumped a bit when she spoke up. she turned her head and nodded. “uh yeah. just actually walked in.” yasha said in a light Scandinavian accent as she pointed to the door. yasha wasn’t exactly the most confident when speaking to people, and it showed. “i haven’t seen much of it yet to be honest.”

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[leatherjacketandlightning]

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as yasha walked into this new town, the feeling felt all too familiar to her, comfort in the unfamiliar. she was all too used to jumping from place to place. some would call her untrusting, others would call her a flight risk, she saw it as being scared; she was scared of hurting the ones she loved and losing everything. yasha didn’t remember much of what happened prior to her coming into sallow hills, but she thinks she hurt someone, and that was enough for her to run until she couldn’t run anymore.

yasha looked up at a the sign that read “the white rabbit” and took a deep breath. looked like a place she could get a drink before she looked for a place to stay. she wanted to get her feet planted, but a drink couldn’t hurt. she walked in and sat at the bar. she dropped her backpack of her belongings next her her on the floor as she looked around. she ordered a whisky as she relaxed her shoulders, letting the tension in her shoulders go a bit.

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[murderxhusbands]

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Penelope didn't usually go into bars. She shared Baz's opinion that drunk people were unnecessarily borish, and watching Simon drink cider on the couch for half a year had pretty much cured her taste for the stuff forever. But she was stuck in a town with a magickal barrier that no spell would pass through, there were a bunch of things that looked like actual zombies in the cemetery, and, oh, she'd met Finn from Star Wars. She hadn't shared that with her friends yet because Penny herself didn't know what to make of it. The longer she thought on it, the more similarities she could find between Rey's story and Simon's and the more disturbing it got. If their life was a movie, she wasn't sure she wanted to know.

The only time she'd been to the White Rabbit had been when she was trying to clear Baz's name, and she didn't like it much more on a second visit. She didn't even have to magick her ID, since Wales was a place of reasonable people unlike America, but she was regretting her choice almost immediately. She coughed furiously as she set down an empty shot glass. "Ugh, NOPE. No. That was terrible. Why do people like this?" She grimaced as the taste of cheap liquor lingered in her mouth and leaned across the bar. "Excuse me, can I get a soda please?" Seeing the other girl take a seat, she nudged the second shot closer to her. "Here. There's no way I'm doing that again."

[leatherjacketandlightning]

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yasha didn’t know much about the town she was in. honestly, it was the first town in a few miles that looked not like a ghost town. she decided to finally stop running from what may or may not be chasing her, and sallow hills just happened to be the town. as for what the town was all about? well, yasha definitely had to do some asking around. maybe this was the universe telling her that she needed to meet new people? either way, she wasn’t doing it completely sober.

yasha carefully watched as the girl walked up to the bar and ordered. she let out a soft chuckle as the other girl struggled to get the shot down. “not a liquor girl?”yasha said, as the light scandinavian accent hung slight on the question. she graciously took the shot down, hissing slightly as she felt the sting on the cheap alcohol fall down her throat. “you know, there’s no shame in the sugary stuff.” yasha said as she looked over to the girl next to her. “the fruity kind are so refreshing, though i’m not quite sure you’ll get that here.” yasha said, taking in the more rustic looking pub.

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[bicanthropus]

╷╷╷╷╷ zsasz && yasha nydoorin

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as yasha walked into this new town, the feeling felt all too familiar to her, comfort in the unfamiliar. she was all too used to jumping from place to place. some would call her untrusting, others would call her a flight risk, she saw it as being scared; she was scared of hurting the ones she loved and losing everything. yasha didn’t remember much of what happened prior to her coming into sallow hills, but she thinks she hurt someone, and that was enough for her to run until she couldn’t run anymore.

yasha looked up at a the sign that read “the white rabbit” and took a deep breath. looked like a place she could get a drink before she looked for a place to stay. she wanted to get feet planted, but a drink couldn’t hurt. she walked in and sat at the bar. she dropped her backpack of her belongings next her her on the floor as she looked around. she ordered a whisky as she relaxed her shoulders, letting the tension in her shoulders go a bit.

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Z S A S Z tended  to  not  bother  the  bars  in  town.    he  used  to  frequent  the  drowned  prince,  but  now  that  lucifer  was  out  to  harass  him    …    weeell,  he’d  only  go  if  he  wanted  to  banter  a  bit.    the  white  rabbit,  well  he  was  here  tonight  to  do  the  bugging.    kitty-kate  and  stephie  wouldn’t  chuck  him  out;  they’d  just  glare  at  him  and  refuse  to  make  any  drinks  that  involved  more  than  pouring  for  him.    which  was  fine.    in  some  ways,  he  was  their  annoyance,  their  enemy,  one  of  the  few  rogues  from  gotham  they  had  to  deal  with  here.    

╷╷╷  he  didn’t  look  up  when  the  bell  above  the  door  chimed,  focusing  instead  on  the  overly  sugared  pop  drink  in  front  of  him.    he  did  look  up  when  he  heard  a  bag  hit  the  floor.    eyes  to  the  backpack  first    -    a  full  proper  backpack,  not  one  of  the  little  ones  people  would  use  for  daily  errands.    then  the  girl  who  had  come  with  it.    a  new  town  member?    or  was  she  doing  something  out  in  the  woods?

╷╷╷    ❝i  was  never  a  whiskey  person,  myself,❞  he  said  when  he  saw  her  drink  order.    he  tapped  his  own  glass.    ❝always  preferred  the  sugary  stuff.    my  old  bossman,  he  loved  a  good  bourbon  though.❞

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[leatherjacketandlightning]

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it’s not as if yasha loved bars for the alcohol, yasha loved bars due to the people. she enjoyed sitting back, often in the corner, and taking everything and /everyone/ in. sometimes the bar frequent flyers caught her eye; the way they clung to the bar, talking the bartenders ear off to escape their life. other times, the nervous first timers had her attention; making themselves smaller as they nervously decided what to drink. they often ended up ordering whatever the person in front of them ordered. as tall and large as this women was, yasha was able to sink back and become invisible to take everything in.

that’s part of the reason yasha saw the man in the corner as soon as she walked in. though she wasn’t one for introductions, she would stoically watch the man after a drink or two. but when the man spoke up, she didn’t have time to comprehend him. “i um.. i don’t mind whiskey. reminds me of home.” the women let out in her light Scandinavian accent. “it’s all we had besides ale, and i do not have a taste for the stuff.” she said turning to the corner the man was in.

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[leatherjacketandlightning]

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as yasha walked into this new town, the feeling felt all too familiar to her, comfort in the unfamiliar. she was all too used to jumping from place to place. some would call her untrusting, others would call her a flight risk, she saw it as being scared; she was scared of hurting the ones she loved and losing everything. yasha didn’t remember much of what happened prior to her coming into sallow hills, but she thinks she hurt someone, and that was enough for her to run until she couldn’t run anymore.

yasha looked up at a the sign that read “the white rabbit” and took a deep breath. looked like a place she could get a drink before she looked for a place to stay. she wanted to get her feet planted, but a drink couldn’t hurt. she walked in and sat at the bar. she dropped her backpack of her belongings next her her on the floor as she looked around. she ordered a whisky as she relaxed her shoulders, letting the tension in her shoulders go a bit.

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[leatherjacketandlightning]

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hey i think i just saw YASHA NYDOORIN (she/her, female)!  don’t you know them? they’re a canon character from critical role.  have you heard that they remember some things from their previous life?  apparently they appeared here in march 2021 just after fighting to be the storm lords champion.   crazy, isn’t it?  now they're twenty-five years old and working as a florist.   still, they do have that dark academic, thunder storms, and strong lightening, kind of personality about them.

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Can you tell me your name?

“yasha”

Where are you from?

“xhorhas. i don’t like talking about it much though.”

What’s the last thing you remember?

“i last remember fighting to be the storm lords champion..”

We have a history of memory loss here.  Do you feel as though you may be missing some memories?

“after the fight, all i remember is roaming the lands. last i came to, i was walking into town.”

Have you found a job here in Sallow Hills?

“not yet. i do call myself a florist though. i really enjoy flowers.”

What was the strangest thing you had seen before arriving here?

“a giant baby swallow my ex girlfriend.”

What traits would your friends give to you?

“stoic. i take much of what i see in.”

Is there anything else you would like to say?

“i don’t think so? i don’t know. i’m not really good with introductions? i’m pretty strong i suppose.”

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[sallowhillshq]

welcome to sallow hills.  we hope you enjoy your stay

i see we have a new member to our town.  welcome, welcome YASHA NYDOORIN.  we truly hope you enjoy your stay.  please feel free to head over to bevin & cecil’s until your settled.  i know it might be difficult right now and you might be missing your home.  Caleb Widogast & Beauregard may be arriving shortly, so you won’t have to be alone.

lindsay, welcome to sallow hills hq! check the source for the welcome package & make sure to send us your account within 12 hours

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