oldblood

|Miss Alice Beckett| Lycanthrope| |Indie OC| Multiverse| Italian-English therianthrope and clairvoyant. wanderer sinner

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Miss Alice Beckett knew she stood out of place at the ball. A few side-wards glances were shot at the young Italian woman on the arm of a rich, handsome Lord. Alice was his ward and accompanied him everywhere he went; his hopes of educating her. She felt uncomfortable. The whispers were only just audible above the dance music but they still made her heart race. 

Not a friend in the room and she did not know what to do. Her Lord was graceful when conversing with strangers and old friends but she stammered and could not speak. Alice stood at the side of the room, wringing her hands and wondering when she could finally go home. 

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Alice saw the woman’s demeanor change and didn’t take her initial tone to heart. She didn’t know how she managed to run the tavern by herself and admired it. She was neutral to the whole conflict and didn’t believe in taking sides unless it was truly necessary but she knew this man needed at least some medical help. Alice helped her drag him into the cellar and lent him against barrel and wiped her hands on her cloak to try and rid them of the blood. “What are you going to do about them upstairs?” she asked in a mixture of concern and curiosity. 

“Them?” She repeated,  pausing to cast a weary gaze up the stairs of the Tavern cellar, where the doors remained open. “I think it best to let them fight it out themselves and for us to take no part in it. Though, perhaps, I ought to send someone to fetch Major Hewlett. After all, his men are involved,” she replied.

“Thank you for the help… with him,” she breathed, with a gentle smile flashed towards the other. The brunette handed the drunk man a rag to hold over his nose. 

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Alice smiled politely in return.  “It would not have been right for me to leave you in this mess alone”. God’s know how she had managed it this far. The sounds of the violent commotion above them made her jump and worried her. It did not feel right to her to leave this woman on her own to handle it.  “If there is anything I can do please let me know”

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look if we rp, you are more than welcome to send me headcanons at ungodly hours, TALK IN ALL CAPS ABOUT OUR BABIES, and send me like ten memes a day. I honestly won’t be annoyed and I won’t mind. In fact, I want you to.

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This is an open invitation to ask my muse whatever you damned well please.

Inbox is always open and I know someone must hold curiosities.

[womaninblack2]

Are you sure you’re alone? 

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headcanons; the Kindly Gentleman.

Alice has known the Kindly Gentleman since she was thirteen years old. He took an interest in her; intending to educate and pass on his curse. The Kindly Gentleman has shown her the world and she owes him her life.

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“And what are you doing to help?” Anna sternly questioned. Her eyes fixating demandingly upon the other. 

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Alice’s eyes flashed in panic at the stern tone. Chaos was breaking out, tensions between men are always heightened when alcohol is added into the equation and she had been foolishly caught in the middle. “Where should I take him?” Alice asked uncertainly trying to support the soldier despite her short stature. Despite the blood trickling from his nose he wasn’t injured, just too drunk. 

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Anna hadn’t meant to sound so stern, the situation was tense within the tavern. Without ruining her facade of being a loyalist, Anna had to try and control the chaos. 

“The tavern’s cellar. I’ll help you,” the tavern owner breathed. She placed down the mug of ale on the closest table. The soldier had added to the horrid mess by running his ale soaked tongue. 

Anna moved to help carry… well, more so drag, the soldier out of the tavern and down into the cellar. She didn’t want the poor woman to have to carry the burden herself. 

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Alice saw the woman’s demeanor change and didn’t take her initial tone to heart. She didn’t know how she managed to run the tavern by herself and admired it. She was neutral to the whole conflict and didn’t believe in taking sides unless it was truly necessary but she knew this man needed at least some medical help. Alice helped her drag him into the cellar and lent him against barrel and wiped her hands on her cloak to try and rid them of the blood.  “What are you going to do about them upstairs?” she asked in a mixture of concern and curiosity. 

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[voidxeyes-deactivated20140529]

Hey! Can you guys reblog this if you are willing to roleplay some horror or darker themes?

[deepseadweller-domain]

quite honestly i do not think anyone is suprized me reblogging this

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Alice added another sachet of brown sugar to her coffee trying to steady her shaking hand. Unsure to whether it was caffeine or her own nerves she decided resolutely to not drink another. She needed a clear mind. Alice cast a paranoid glance around the small cafe briefly catching the eye of the waitress. She wasn’t from here, she was a tourist. Well...technically speaking she was. 

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