birds of a feather.

i've tasted lies & trusted men, broke down and put myself back together again. "Come on, little lady, give us a smile" No, I ain't got nothin' to smile about I got no one to smile for, I waited a while for A moment to say I don't owe you ạ̵̮̼͐̌̑͌̒̿̚ ̷̳̻̻̌̓̍̇̌͛̍̇ͅg̶̹̻̘̫̰̭̠̪̓͛̊͑͝o̸̢̢̼̫͚̲̅́d̵͇̻͈̦̉͂̑̋͒̅̓d̶͍̏̊̇͊̅̾͘͠͠a̶̳̗̠̹̙̬͘m̴̼̭̗̯̤̱̝͉̮̊̆n̵̛̳̪͔͕̈́̔̌͒̐́͑ ̵͇͕̺̟̠̜̱͚̏̔͆̆t̵̢̹̟͇̖̖͍̞͊͠͠h̴̛̫̤̦̆͊̍̽̔̽̾̓i̷͖̺͈̝̗̱̙͆̉̋̑̚̚n̷͚̺̥̤͔̟͔̝̈́̚g̷͕̣̦͉̈́̀̆̾̍͘ͅ shae clark for godscobhhq

[childofhcll]

"I'll have you know the skids and scrapes have no bearing on the card dealing, thank you very much," Though his head was certainly still rattling, Lorcan didn't like showing that he was phased by it. He was a little glad to have an easy gig tonight - measuring and weighing around the warehouse was definitely preferred to pounding the pavement for buyers.

Being referred to as an "investment" made the devilish dealer snort, rolling his eyes at Shae's snarky comments. Maybe she was just in a more privileged position to get away with stuff - Lorcan sometimes felt like he had a sword of Damocles hanging over him. Still, misery loved company and poking fun with Shae lightened the nights of hard work, "See, I'm flattered you would offer, but I think we should really keep our relationship professional. Who knows if we'd grow to hate each other?"

[shaeshocked]

Shae rolled her eyes, how Lorcan & Baron were still left standing at the end of the day was a mystery to her, but also none of her business. "Well you look like a hot mess and it's gonna' scare away people-- no wait actually it might give you more street cred if we like mess up your nose a little more." She teased from her place at the bar, now fully abandoning her paperwork.

"Oh fuck off" Shae laughed, fishing for a handful of olives and tossing them in Lorcan's direction. It was fun and nice to have some downtime between busy periods and even better when she got to endlessly harass her boys. "Yeah keep on dreamin' bud, one day you'll get someone as great as me. But for now ... I'd rather lick rust. than even think about that." Shae raised an eyebrow at her friend. "Speaking of that are you back dating now that its cuffing season?"

[tootleloo-timothy]

"Wouldn't know, haven't tried it out myself. I'll keep you posted."

He winks at her.

"So, how's the dice at Snake Eyes? Still loaded?"

He asks it nonchalantly, curious if he can get any info to take back to Pan.

[shaeshocked]

"Aren't you a lucky son of a bitch then." Shae replied, his wink only irritating her further. She brushed it off turning her attention to him at the mention of her job. "Why you asking me that when you could come on down and see for yourself. We can be very hospitable."

[shaeshocked]

@rockyvantramp - new dreams pawn shop

Shae sauntered into the pawn shop letting the door shut firmly behind her, usually if it came to needing a little extra cash she would get that weasel flynn rider to do her dirty work. But alas, it's an insult to all weasel's to group them with flynn. Scanning the rows of merchandise that definitely had no business being here she smiled at all her little stolen trophies that were now twinkling under the lights. "You, old guy" she called out, walking to the middle of the shop. "I'm looking for something sparkly and meaningful for a friend. Can you show me your uh least tackiest selection-- please."

[shaeshocked]

@sweetapparitions - baron teller at snake eyes

Shae yawned and stretched from her place at the bar, the closing shift had well and truly eaten into her productivity and sense of professionalism. She could have emptied the dishwasher, or prepped for tomorrow, instead she reached for a stack of beermats and flung one into the direction of her friend. "Think fast!" she quipped with a wicked smile. "Next time I'm throwin' a martini glass."

[darkslightofthesoul]

[childofhcll]

Lorcan should've known better than to try to sneak past Shae, even if they were late for a shift. If their defense, Oberron pretty much had Lorcan working back to back coming from the blackjack tables immediately to the warehouses for dealing other goods. Sue them if they showed up a little worse-for-wear every once in a while, "Wouldn't you like to know," Lorcan sneered a little before admitting, "I may or may now have wiped out on my bike outside."

"No way, he'd find out somehow," Although none of their trio might say it out loud, Lorcan suspected Shae and Baron were also a little ( a lot ) scared of the boss man, "That'd be like me giving you an ounce of dust for free. He always knows."

[shaeshocked]

"Fucking idiot" Shae snickered from her place at the bar, she had a lot of time for Lorcan and Baron. Kind of like weird little feral cats she picked up along the way, and God knows they needed her help to survive. Or at least that's what she told herself on bad days. "I hope you were wearing some kind of protection, Oberron doesn't like his investments in pieces. It's bad for business." Shae rolled her eyes and put down her checklist. "Be real Lorcan, I couldnt do that shit. I need to have a clear head but I heard its a wild trip."

"Well if you change your mind make sure you take it from the last shelf on the left in the storage room. I adjusted the camera there 3 years ago. If he knows he hasn't punished me .. yet." Shae confessed, wondering if Oberron already knew about the blind spot. "Also great for quick hook ups but you gotta time it right so no one walks in otherwise it gets awkward."

[thexcuriousxone]

Alice happily returned the hug, a grin plastered across her face. “Anyone left unstunned is blind. The mistress of the dark suits you.” She looked Shae up and down appreciatively, it was hard to picture her in any other costume. “Without a doubt. Just have to find someone actually worth those charged bolts.” Her gaze slid over the stalls once again. “It is quite a sad selection. Could always ditch this and find something better.”

[shaeshocked]

A smile lingered on Shaes features as she watched Alice, her friend looked hot as fuck, and unfortunately Godscobh was lacking anyone worth Alice's time, like literally, Shae couldnt think of a single person. "Thank you babe, ughhh there's literally so many uggos in this backwater town we might have to go to the city for someone worthy." She complained, mostly because it had been a very dry month for her. Shae grinned grabbing Alice's hand. "You read my mind-- come this way. I know someone who owes me a favour."

[tootleloo-timothy]

Tim rolls his eyes.

"So am I, and you should take that exactly how it fits."

He manages to swipe a can and slip it into his hoodie pocket before she can pack it up. He's curious to see if she even notices or if he really is as good with his hands as he says.

"And if you really wanna make a statement, try making it like one of those political cartoons," he suggests, jerking his chin at the words. "Make Zika look even more ugly than he already does."

[shaeshocked]

Shae grinned at that, a worthy opponent to spar with. She definitely needed more of them around here, even if he wasn't her first choice. "I'm sure you're worth every penny kid," She winked playfully before zipping shut her bag. Lifting the bag from the ground, Shae looked between the pavement and her pack, testing out the weight on her shoulder. "Zika isn't ugly that's the problem, pretty privileges and all that." She turned her gaze to Tim, looking him up and down. "Sometimes they get away with murder. Wouldn't you agree?"

[theafterglcw]

"No, no, sorry!" Tiana smacked themself in the head at the implication that they made the same mess as 40 different people... This was not a great first impression as a new roommate, "I promise everything will get cleared, it just that I need the space for this new catering order done by the end of the week, and I've got four more batches to finish," Beignets, croissants, buns, cookies, the whole works. They had to make this a memorable order in order to keep the financial connection, "Oh, I'll sleep when I'm dead, don't you worry. And you'll get all my leftovers and broken ones, I promise!"

[shaeshocked]

"Jesus christ Tiana" Shae chuckled, yeah thier shared space was a total mess, but Shae had trashed the place plenty of times before and Tiana had been nice about it. Shae tilted her head to the side watching her roommate "Who's the order for anyway? Ughhh don't tell me it's for that Adam Bete guy. I'll end up poisoning his apple pies." Standing up Shae made her way to the small kitchen area and began to wash her hands in warm water with soap. "Okay Chef, put me to work. Prep, clean up whatever. I can't sit on my ass while you hussle. Makes me look bad."

[rottenambitions]

Oberron was examining his cuff links as he strode through the crowd of the casino and made his way to his office. Noticing the speck of blood adorning the white cuffs he frowned. Shame he hadn't noticed it earlier. Another suit off to the dry cleaners. Swinging the door opened he wouldn't have noticed Shae at first glance had she practically not jumped out of her skin. It caused a snake like smile to appear. He glanced over her, not in a sexualized manner but taking in account where her fingertips danced along the wooden desk. Wondering how long she had been in here and if there was a score she wanted to settle alone. His eyes flickered back up to meet hers, now quietly shutting the door behind them. "I'd never imagined in my wildest dreams that Shae Clark could be frightened. I suppose we learn something new everyday. I know I have a reputation miss clark but you have no need to fear me."

[shaeshocked]

"Funny, I didn't know men like you could dream." Shae replied, willing herself to stand up straight and regain her dignity. Embarrassing enough to flinch, but ground-swallow-me-whole-and-drag-me-to-the-abyss embarrassing to flinch in front of your crime lord, respect commanding bastard of a boss. And yet Shae was thankful for him. Even with Oberron's less desirable traits, he was still the lesser of the evils she'd come to know. He was her savour, a knight in bloodied armour. Shae cleared her throat before side stepping around the desk, it was too weird to stand behind it with him in the room. "I'm not frightened of you, just your dumb ability to sneak up on people. It's like so rude to be a peeper y'know." Leaning against the wall Shae jerked her chin to his desk. "Anything I need to know in there?"

[shaeshocked]

For @dcvilbcy // snake eyes?

Shae lifted her head up from where she'd been stocktaking at the bar, eyes narrowing at the sound of someone entering the space. She shut the pen with a click that echoed across the lounge as she watched Lorcan move through the room. "What happened to you? Fall into your own grave, or do you just look this shitty before 6pm?" She asked with an angelic smile.

Shae jerked her chin towards a small pack of drinks behind her in an attempt to be kind. "I haven't counted those monsters yet if you want one. Can just say they were uh damaged in transit."

[theafterglcw]

closed starter // @shaeshocked

“Oh, careful there!” Tiana winced as Shae hauled into the apartment, probably not expecting to find their cooking supplies strewn over the kitchen counter. They'd just gotten an order to help cater the Halloween event in town, which was great for bills, but not so great for cleanliness. Cooking tools already took up a chunk of the counter, and of course the pots and pans hadn't even found their places in the cabinets. The pair had only been moved into the apartment for a few days, and things were still getting put away, “Promise, I'll get it cleaned by the morning. I just had'ta keep trucking along."

[shaeshocked]

"Woah jesus christ!" Shae cussed from the front door, taking in the sight of the obliterated kitchen. 'Tiana's working hard.. nice.' She thought to herself as made a silent vow to be scarce when it was time to clean up. "What the hell is happening in here? Did we get like 40 new roommates while I was out?" Shae mused with a smile, lazily scouting the counter tops for scraps she could 'taste test'. The smells were driving Shae crazy with temptation as she plonked her ass onto an empty stool and admired the spread, toying with an empty pan. "So.. did you get any sleep or is this like zombie-mode-operating?"

[tootleloo-timothy]

Tim studies the art, even tilting his head and stepping back to get a good look at the whole thing.

"I think," he says seriously, then breaks into a grin, "that it's way too direct to be anywhere close to a Bansky. You should stick to your... wait is this your only talent?"

He gives Shae a smug look. Being an asshole really can be fun sometimes.

[shaeshocked]

Shae wiped her hands off her jeans and grimaced at the ink that was staining her nails, oh well, worth it. She gathered up her cans into her backpack and frowned at Timothy. "Like you're a regular Picasso, dickhead." Then with wicked delight she tilted her head to the side and smiled wide, emptying the life from her eyes. "I'm also good with my hands. Take that however it fits."

[thexcuriousxone]

Alice had been pursuing the various food stalls. Nothing was sounding that good but she was rather hungry. She was going to have to settle on something. A pair of hands touched her shoulders, startling her and causing her to jump slightly. Alice would know that voice anywhere. She turned to Shae, pretending to swoon. “I think I might faint, your scary good looks. It’s just too much.” She laid it on thick with as much melodrama as she could muster.

[shaeshocked]

Shae smirked, satisfied by her friends reaction, she adjusted herself to wrap Alice into a quick greeting hug. "Either my looks or my breasts but either way jaws will drop tonight." She pulled back admiring Alice's costumed and whistled. "Bride of Frankenstein sickenly sexy. You'll charge bolts tonight." Shae turned her attention to the stalls with little interest and pouted "What are we doing here? Theres no cider.. just crappy candy corn."

[shaeshocked]

@rottenambitions // oberron's office

Shae let herself into the boogie's man office, knowing he probably wasn't too far off, severing fingers or breaking knee-caps. Whatever fucked up shit was required to get answers. They all played dirty around here, sometimes Shae would be the one to bring down the hammer, sometimes she still heard the screams echoing in her mind before bed. She wandered through the room, gazing up at the walls and furniture, she halted at the desk, running an idle finger over sheets of paper, probably debts owed. It was only when the door shut did she snap her gaze up and jerk. "Motherfucker!" she yelped. "Jesus christ, use a blowhorn next time. Might actually be quieter."

[alicentrism]

LEGACIES REWATCH S01E14 - Let’s Just Finish the Dance

[tootleloo-timothy]

where: town streets when: day time whom: open

Tim skates down the street. He weaves through pedestrians on the sidewalk or through cars on the asphalt. It's another beautiful dreary day in Godscobh and he's fucking bored.

He doesn't have work today, and Peter doesn't need him for any special projects so he has the whole day to himself. Maybe his skating will piss someone off enough to call the cops?

He stops at a street corner and notices something happening across the street. Is he really that bored?

He skates across, flipping the bird to all the angry drivers that screech to a halt and honk at him. He comes to a stop at his decided entertainment.

"What the fuck are you doing?"

[shaeshocked]

Shae turned to look over her shoulder to the source of the voice, not deigning it important enough to turn her entire body from her project. "What does it look like idiot?" she replied back, bored, it was only Tim and Oberron said try avoid the lost boys if she couldn't be nice to them, BORING. Her hands smudged with black paint Shae stepped away from the wall and grinned at her work MAYOR ZIKA IS A LIAR. "Do you think I could be the next Banksy?"