“ why is it that a girl dancing without a guy at a club is an immediate excuse to assume she wants you to dance with her ? can’t a girl dance with her friends in peace ? i swear, the next forty year old who touches my ass is going to lose his hand. wanna pretend to be my date next time it happens so you can back me up when i slap him ? “ the words are accompanied by a soft twinkle of laughter, almost undetectable, as the brunette’s lips twinge up into the most subtle of grins. the comment was honest: juliette could rarely enjoy herself when she went clubbing – at least not like she used to. it was once a coping mechanism for her, a sorry attempt to free her mind from whatever weight had been bearing down on her small frame at the moment, but now it was little more than an annoyance. the evenings fending off unwanted suitors weren’t exactly her cup of tea, but she suspected they could become a lot more manageable once again with proper company. “ i’d owe ‘ya one. anything you want ! coffee, free flowers… anything. pretty please ? ”
“ugh men!” rory gagged, rolling her eyes. she felt a blush creeping into her cheeks as juliette suggested the idea of her being her fake date. she lowered her face so that her company won’t notice. clubs aren’t her thing, but she wouldn’t mind going if she’s with the beautiful girl. she would proably do anything for her, to be honest. “it looks like i don’t have a choice. ”she said with a straight face, trying her best not to burst out giggling at the thought of her being juliette’s fake date plus rejecting creppy old men. “ i can’t just leave you alone. i got your back, sinclair.”
“so, is it true that animals can see ghosts and shit? because if so, i think my apartment may be haunted,” georgia started, settling at a booth in the restaurant where she worked. for some reason, georgia had picked this certain, unlucky customer to bother about this. it was around 2 AM, so anyone coming in around his time should be expecting late night chats. “i have a cat. his name is six. like six-six-six, devil’s number and all that. anyway, six will not go into the back room of my apartment. it’s just a guest room, so if that room is haunted, it’s not that big of a deal. but still, if it is haunted, how could i fix that?”
rory couldn’t help but chuckle at her random question and nodded. “i’m a vet nurse and i believe animals can sense spirits.” she said, lowering her voice to match the slightly creepy yet magical mood. “i have a dog named after toby maguire, my favorite spiderman. he sometimes barks at the wall of our apartment.” she took a sip of her drink before speaking again, “if you want to get rid of it so bad you can call those people who have the ability to communicate with ghosts??
└ ☆°「 adelaide kane, cisfemale, she/her 」— hey, that’s aurora “rory” stinson, the twenty three year old modern day ARTEMIS that is currently a veterinary nurse — i.believes that all men are scum. ii. a true born nature freak. iii. has a siberian husky named toby.
suP nerds im eya !! check under the cut for some info about rory *slides $20 and whispers* pls plot with me
she was born in an average family
her father left for another woman when she was 8 and she doesn’t really care she hates him bc he mentally, verbally and physically abused her mum
ofc her mum didn’t let that ruin their family. she raised aurora all by herself, she tried to give her the best life, providing her needs and wants and rory admires her for that.
she’s a leader of girl gang when she was in high school lmao
rory is obsessed with the night sky and adores any kind of animals thats why she became a vet nurse. she has taken many strays and nursed them back to health and returned them back into the wild
also an activist, she attends many rallies, many of them for environment issues, and for animal rights and does her best to defend urban animals in the city where they are often treated like vermin.
instead of arrows and a bow, the modern artemis has a pocketknife constantly tucked into her pocket. she is always prepared to fight off men harassing girls
asexual but biromantic
v independent. she doesn’t open her heart so easily; the last time she did that, she got her heart broken.
isn’t too close to anyone except a select number of people but will vibe with u for the night if you’re good company. holds grudges. actually pretty lonely but hides it well and oh she has a tendency to call everyone by their last name or their initials idk its her thing
wanted plots !!!!
bffs!!!
roommate!!
crush!!!
an ex!!!
sibling-esque friendship!!
basically anything you can think of!!! im up for a n y t h i n g
Trees are sanctuaries. Whoever knows how to speak to them, whoever knows how to listen to them, can learn the truth. They do not preach learning and precepts, they preach undeterred by particulars, the ancient law of life.