"It is my curse"

Roleplay blog for Lucy Eames (Ripper Street). Tragedy and heartache are in her past, now Lucy is trying to lead a new life with her three children on the dangerous streets of Whitechapel. FC: The lovely Emma Rigby Tag: lucyeames/ lucy-eames

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FOR SCIENCE - Can You Roll Your Tongue?

Can you roll your tongue like this?

If you CAN, then please REBLOG. This is for serious science! because I have an assignment in my biology class to do a survey on how many people can or cannot roll their tongues. If you CANNOT roll your tongue like that, then please FAVOURITE this post! you can de-favourite the post or delete it from your blog in about two weeks if you desire to do so, but I plead you to take part in this survey of serious sience! thank

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REBLOG THIS IF YOU KNOW WHO JULIE ANDREWS IS.

I’m asking you guys to do this because one of my friends says that no one knows who Julie Andrews is. I’m trying to show her that people really do know who she is.

So plz help a girl out, and thank you. :3

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I DOOOOOOO

Julie Andrews 5eva

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the lack of notes is frightening

[thatgeekwiththehair]

THE THEATER QUEEN

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HOW DOES SOMEONE NOT KNOW WHO JULIE ANDREWS IS

[gingerten]

IF YOU DON’T KNOW WHO SHE IS DON’T EVEN TALK TO ME

[bennetbillyclubdrake-deactivate]

"Mr Drake Sir...How are you this fine day?"

"Just fine, Miss Lucy." Drake smiled at her. She looked healthy, and it warmed his heart. "Yourself, girl?"

[lucy-eames]

"I am doing well Sir, thanks to you and your team." She gave him a bright smile as she clapsed her fingers in front of her. "I was so 'appy to 'ear of you and our Bella being married. I hope you will be very 'appy together."

[the-yankee-surgeon]

"Cap'ain Jackson! What are you doing round these parts?"

"Lucy?"

The Captain’s expression brightened as he stood clumsily, steadying himself and placing a hand on top of the hat on his head. After his composure - and balance - had been regained, he faced her. “Me? ‘Tis m’day off, doll. What brings ya’ll here? Ain’t seen y’round this place for a while now. Y’well?”

[the-yankee-surgeon]

"Y’got little ones?" Jackson asked, a grin creeping onto his features. She really had moved on. It wasn’t often that he met any ex-employees from the Tenter Street brothel, nor was it something he really paid much mind to. Although, when he did happen to come across one of the girls, he always found it interesting to find out how they were doing now they’d left the social and financial security of the house. Inhaling on a cigarette, he watched the smoke drift off into the afternoon air.

"That’s good o’her." The Captain replied, nodding. The smile faded though, and he gave a soft shrug. "Depends on how y’define well, Lucy. Do not worry yer’self ‘bout it, Susan ain’t gon’ appreciate me talking on the matter, either.”

[lucy-eames]

Lucy’s face shone as she thought of her little kids. She was finally getting to spend time with them and see them grow, although she was still receiving help from a few of the lodgers at the refuge whilst she was out working. When she was drugged up and unaware of her surroundings, she hadn’t been able to enjoy her children, but now she was beginning to see them as the joy that they were. “Yes Sir, two girls and a boy. Nicholas, Betsy and Susan. I named her after Miss Susan, since she did so much for me…As did you Cap’ain.”

She nodded towards Jackson with a cheery grin, she had always seen the happy couple as her first family and would always remember what they had done for her. Which is why she was worried when she thought they might not be getting along. Their relationship hadn’t always ran smoothly but things had worked out for them eventually. They made up and usually spent the night with each other, emerging the next morning with their usual content smiles on their faces. It warmed Lucy’s heart when she saw them together, it made her believe in true love.

Not wanting to bring Captain Jackson down, she decided it might be best to change the subject. ” I do hope everything is well with you Cap’ain, your face always brings a smile to mine. I owe my life to you Sir…if there’s anything I can ‘elp with, you come to me.”

[the-yankee-surgeon]

As she spoke of her children, Jackson’s eyes brightened further still. Her notion of naming one of her youngsters after Susan caused a small pang to linger in his chest for a little longer than he’d have liked, or admitted.

Daniel was still in town. Lingering. His kin wasn’t the easiest of folks to keep track of, but no doubt Jackson would hunt him down half-drunk outside a tavern later. “All is well, Lucy. Y’owe me nothin’, sweetheart. Thanks for your offer, though.”

He wouldn’t trouble her, he was not exactly honest when he’d claimed everything was alright, but she didn’t need to know. Lucy had a life of her own to lead, and Tenter Street’s part in it was passing. As it was in his, too, it seemed. 

[lucy-eames]

Lucy couldn't help feeling that Jackson was holding something back from her. He was an expert at being mysterious, it seemed sometimes like no one knew what he was thinking or what he would do next. Talking about her babies seemed to bring a glint to his eyes, it was a short flash of something behind his elusive mask but she couldn't quite grasp what it was.

Flashing him a bright smile, she stepped forward and gave him a tight hug. She knew he wasn't expecting it but she felt that he might have needed it. And if she admitted it to herself, she needed a hug from someone as well. As she stepped back, she nervously tucked a strand of hair behind her ear before looking up at him through her fluttering eyelashes. "I'm sorry Cap'ain Jackson....just so glad to see you again."

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"Evenin’, Miss." Evelyn said as she brushed past quickly to set two drinks on a nearby table with two laughing men. She dusted off her hands and looked back to the girl. "And welcome. What can I fetch for ya’?" She asked and she made her way back behind the bar.

[lucy-eames]

Lucy looked around her, unsure of her surroundings. She had been following a potential customer when she had ended up in a rather unfamiliar part of London. Feeling a little unease, she was happy when she saw a friendly face greet her and eagerly followed her back to the bar. She leant on it, giving another look around before giving the young woman a small smile. "I'm sorry Miss....I'm not usually in these parts..."

She glanced around, hoping she might be able to spot a handsome and rather well off man that could help her situation. Flashing a smile at a young man in the corner, she turned back to the young woman with a grin. "Can I have something...cheap?" Thinking of her babies at home, she knew she couldn't spend her hard earned wages, it had to be something cheap.

[sansastarkt]

[lucy-eames]

aesthetically pleasing movies » jane eyre (2011) ↳ "I can see in you the glance of a curious sort of bird through the close-set bars of a cage, a vivid, restless, captive. Were it but free, it would soar, cloud high."

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Reblog this if you RP, then check your inbox :)

[agentofcompassion]

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“I don’t- what- how ?”

[the-yankee-surgeon]

"Cap'ain Jackson! What are you doing round these parts?"

"Lucy?"

The Captain’s expression brightened as he stood clumsily, steadying himself and placing a hand on top of the hat on his head. After his composure - and balance - had been regained, he faced her. “Me? ‘Tis m’day off, doll. What brings ya’ll here? Ain’t seen y’round this place for a while now. Y’well?”

[lucy-eames]

Lucy smiled brightly as she set her eyes once more on the handsome, charming Captain Jackson, a man she had become acquainted with whilst working for Miss Susan at Tenter Street. She was happy to see him, since she now felt she was in a better place than the last time he had seen her, completely unaware of her surroundings and under the thumb of two evil men.

"I’ve been selling my flowers round ‘ere. Mrs Reid got me the job." She motioned towards the flowers in her hand, suddenly feeling a little silly for having such a small and meaningless job. But it was the first step on the road to a better life, or so Mrs Reid had told her. "How are Miss Susan and the rest of the girls? I do so miss them all."

[the-yankee-surgeon]

He smiled, “Good t’hear you’re findin’ ya’ feet, sweetheart.” Though at the mention of Susan and her girls, the Captain’s expression sobered up a little, and he gave a slight roll of his shoulders. 

"They’re well. No complaints, an’ I ain’t been called by, so I assume all is fine and dandy." He’d attempted to keep the bitter sarcasm from his tone, though was sure it had gotten through. Sighing, and in an effort to change the subject, he glanced to her, "Y’live near here then?"

[lucy-eames]

"It helps me pay for the babes…not as well as when I was working for Miss Susan though." She thought back on those times with fondness. Miss Susan and Captain Jackson had helped her off the streets and turned her life around, they had made her feel part of a big family. It was the happiest time of her life.

As she heard Captain Jackson talk about Miss Susan, she noticed the tone he used. Something was wrong…She had always thought that he and Miss Susan were the perfect couple, she wished she would someday have a relationship just like theirs. Giving him a small smile, she gave a nod before motioning down the street. “Just down the road. Mrs Reid has giving me lodgings until I can better myself.”

With his tone still niggling in her mind, she couldn’t resist asking to ensure everything was okay. ” ‘Scuse me for asking Cap’ain but….are you and Miss Susan well?”

[the-yankee-surgeon]

"Y’got little ones?" Jackson asked, a grin creeping onto his features. She really had moved on. It wasn’t often that he met any ex-employees from the Tenter Street brothel, nor was it something he really paid much mind to. Although, when he did happen to come across one of the girls, he always found it interesting to find out how they were doing now they’d left the social and financial security of the house. Inhaling on a cigarette, he watched the smoke drift off into the afternoon air.

"That’s good o’her." The Captain replied, nodding. The smile faded though, and he gave a soft shrug. "Depends on how y’define well, Lucy. Do not worry yer’self ‘bout it, Susan ain’t gon’ appreciate me talking on the matter, either.”

[lucy-eames]

Lucy's face shone as she thought of her little kids. She was finally getting to spend time with them and see them grow, although she was still receiving help from a few of the lodgers at the refuge whilst she was out working. When she was drugged up and unaware of her surroundings, she hadn't been able to enjoy her children, but now she was beginning to see them as the joy that they were. "Yes Sir, two girls and a boy. Nicholas, Betsy and Susan. I named her after Miss Susan, since she did so much for me...As did you Cap'ain."

She nodded towards Jackson with a cheery grin, she had always seen the happy couple as her first family and would always remember what they had done for her. Which is why she was worried when she thought they might not be getting along. Their relationship hadn't always ran smoothly but things had worked out for them eventually. They made up and usually spent the night with each other, emerging the next morning with their usual content smiles on their faces. It warmed Lucy's heart when she saw them together, it made her believe in true love.

Not wanting to bring Captain Jackson down, she decided it might be best to change the subject. " I do hope everything is well with you Cap'ain, your face always brings a smile to mine. I owe my life to you Sir...if there's anything I can 'elp with, you come to me."

[lucy-eames]

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[the-yankee-surgeon]

"Cap'ain Jackson! What are you doing round these parts?"

"Lucy?"

The Captain’s expression brightened as he stood clumsily, steadying himself and placing a hand on top of the hat on his head. After his composure - and balance - had been regained, he faced her. “Me? ‘Tis m’day off, doll. What brings ya’ll here? Ain’t seen y’round this place for a while now. Y’well?”

[lucy-eames]

Lucy smiled brightly as she set her eyes once more on the handsome, charming Captain Jackson, a man she had become acquainted with whilst working for Miss Susan at Tenter Street. She was happy to see him, since she now felt she was in a better place than the last time he had seen her, completely unaware of her surroundings and under the thumb of two evil men.

"I’ve been selling my flowers round ‘ere. Mrs Reid got me the job." She motioned towards the flowers in her hand, suddenly feeling a little silly for having such a small and meaningless job. But it was the first step on the road to a better life, or so Mrs Reid had told her. "How are Miss Susan and the rest of the girls? I do so miss them all."

[the-yankee-surgeon]

He smiled, “Good t’hear you’re findin’ ya’ feet, sweetheart.” Though at the mention of Susan and her girls, the Captain’s expression sobered up a little, and he gave a slight roll of his shoulders. 

"They’re well. No complaints, an’ I ain’t been called by, so I assume all is fine and dandy." He’d attempted to keep the bitter sarcasm from his tone, though was sure it had gotten through. Sighing, and in an effort to change the subject, he glanced to her, "Y’live near here then?"

[lucy-eames]

"It helps me pay for the babes...not as well as when I was working for Miss Susan though." She thought back on those times with fondness. Miss Susan and Captain Jackson had helped her off the streets and turned her life around, they had made her feel part of a big family. It was the happiest time of her life.

As she heard Captain Jackson talk about Miss Susan, she noticed the tone he used. Something was wrong...She had always thought that he and Miss Susan were the perfect couple, she wished she would someday have a relationship just like theirs. Giving him a small smile, she gave a nod before motioning down the street. "Just down the road. Mrs Reid has giving me lodgings until I can better myself."

With his tone still niggling in her mind, she couldn't resist asking to ensure everything was okay. " 'Scuse me for asking Cap'ain but....are you and Miss Susan well?"

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Reblog if you are a very insecure role player.

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[roleplayerscoffeeshop]

Hey, roleplayers, do me a favor and REBLOG THIS if you are willing to roleplay with a strictly human character. No bells and whistles. Just a regular human trying to get through life same as anybody else. OC, Canon, Fan, or otherwise. 

[the-yankee-surgeon]

"Cap'ain Jackson! What are you doing round these parts?"

"Lucy?"

The Captain’s expression brightened as he stood clumsily, steadying himself and placing a hand on top of the hat on his head. After his composure - and balance - had been regained, he faced her. “Me? ‘Tis m’day off, doll. What brings ya’ll here? Ain’t seen y’round this place for a while now. Y’well?”

[lucy-eames]

Lucy smiled brightly as she set her eyes once more on the handsome, charming Captain Jackson, a man she had become acquainted with whilst working for Miss Susan at Tenter Street. She was happy to see him, since she now felt she was in a better place than the last time he had seen her, completely unaware of her surroundings and under the thumb of two evil men.

"I've been selling my flowers round 'ere. Mrs Reid got me the job." She motioned towards the flowers in her hand, suddenly feeling a little silly for having such a small and meaningless job. But it was the first step on the road to a better life, or so Mrs Reid had told her. "How are Miss Susan and the rest of the girls? I do so miss them all."

[lucy-eames]

"Ms. Eames." Fred approached her, a crooked smile in him as he got closer. "I remember you; from the crowd on the day the indecent with Stanley Bone. My name is Fred Best. I am a journalist for The Star. How do you fare this afternoon?"

Lucy looked at him warily, clutching the flowers in her hand. She looked around, unsure of whether or not she should be talking to this man. She remembered him vaguely, he worked for the newspaper and was there the day she exposed Stanley Bone for the despicable man he was. He had helped to keep her identity secret, at the request of Inspector Reid so she and her children could have a normal life. 

"I am fine Mr Best…" She stuttered, taking a wary step away from him. "I do hope you are well." 

[frankgoodnight]

"Excuse me Sir...I didn't mean to bump into you..."

"Watch where you’re going, girl. Be on your way, I do not wish t’come across y’ again." The American growled irritably, moving past her.

[lucy-eames]

Unsure of whether she should have walked this far with someone she didn’t really know, she fidgeted with the flowers she was supposed to sell in her hands. She glanced own the street before turning back to the man in front of her. He seemed nice enough…and he must be a friend of Captain Jackson so he has to be alright.

Giving him another bright smile, she decided the least she could do was help him. “Well….there are a few places but…if you’re Captain Jackson’s friend then Miss Susan’s place on Tenter Street should be you’re first stop. And Captain Jackson works with the police so he should know a lot of information bout the city.” She finished with a smile, gently running her finger along one of the petals. She couldn’t wait to see how happy Jackson was going to be when he saw his fellow countryman.

[frankgoodnight]

"…if you’re Captain Jackson’s friend…"

This was more than he could have hoped for. She knew Judge. Remembering the girl by his side, Frank threw her a formal smile, inclining his head towards her. “Why thank you, Miss Lucy. I’m ever grateful for your information, it will indeed prove useful. “Police, huh?” The Pinkerton questioned. What was Matthew doing working with the blues?

Shaking off any questions he might have had if she hadn’t of told him the Captain’s place of residence, Goodnight folded his hands behind his back. “It is on that note I must leave you, ma’am. I shall go find this man you speak of, for I am intrigued as to his origin. Once more, Miss Lucy, my gratitude goes to you for your help.” The American spoke as he took her hand and placed a light kiss on the back of it. "I’ll be on my way now."

[lucy-eames]

Lucy blushed as she felt Mr Goodnight's kiss on her hand, watching curiously as he behaved like a gentleman. Unfortunately, in the last few years of her life, she hadn't experienced a man being anything but harsh. Stanley had acted like he loved her, like they were going to be together. But he had used her, just as Dr Crabbs had. She had experienced treatment that most people wouldn't show to their enemies. She had been wary of men for the first year since her experience with Stanley and Dr Crabbs, but now...now she was beginning to have trust and confidence in them again.

"It is my pleasure Sir, I hope they can give you a very friendly welcome." She brought her hand away from his, letting it lie by her side as she watched him begin to walk away. Glancing back towards the spot she had been standing at selling her flowers, she made a split second decision. She would follow him.It wasn't something she would usually do but he had intrigued her...perhaps some of the police spirit had managed to rub off on her after all!

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Reblog this if your muse is still developing

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Always.

[acastleintheclouds]

I’m wondering how big is the tumblr Ripper Street fandom. Please, reblog or like if you love H-Division!

[lucy-eames]

Hell yeah I love Ripper Street! <3