#freida.

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🤝 for freida and marion!!

send 🤝 for an original character npc.

leonid kozlovsky. marion's on again off again. 34 in '05. trapeze artist originally from bologoye. they met, naturally, while in the traveling circus in the '90s. he claims the popular tune "the daring young man on the flying trapeze" was written about him. (kindly ignore that it was written four years before he was born.)

lean, muscled, and in a tight leonard professionally. the reason for marion's neuroses.

fischel radzin. freida's dad. 43 in '05. pickle salesman on the lower east side. left lesko w/ his pregnant wife for america when they were both nineteen. i fear he the reason why all the children have names with the same first letter: frajda (24, milliner), freida (22, performer) (she followed the tradition when she chose that name), frymeta (19, scrubwoman), and fyvush (14, student/dry goods store ground floor attendant, dreams to work in the music department on the 3rd).

we can forgive him. he's a lot of fun, never met a stranger. and he really loves his family.

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@corsey as elfgar said: "What the fuck is up with this loopy eggplant?"

razzmatazz.

" ... 'loopy eggplant'? " the tightening in freida's throat sounds distinctly like she’s torn between laughing and scoffing. " completely fershnickered, i'd say. at least three sheets to the wind. "

each word punctuated and emphasized with a schoolmarm's shaking point: " sloshed to his gills. "

she's having fun with this. maybe her own cheeks are little warm. " just as long as he doesn't start to go, " a broad gesture as her hand thoughtlessly flaps in the air, " loopy on somebody, l'chaim, y'know? "

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@curiosityshop as cosmo said: slip on a banana peel, the world’s at your feet!

singin' in the rain.

freida grins, all teeth, a little goading, as she bends at the waist over cosmo. for his part, he's fully laid out on the ground. she rests her hands on her knees to steady herself.

"seems to me if you slip on a banana peel, mr. brown, you'll be at the world's feet. or at least mine. these shoes are new! like 'em?"

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@bruisedpenny as varla said: what's wrong with your stomach, darling?

husbands.

and here she was hoping she didn't have any visitors.

"there's a bug ripping through the boards right now. i'm afraid i've," wince, teeth catching lower lip long enough to allow the wave to crest and pass, "caught it."

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@smokesnomens as billie said: i'm not a bum.

husbands.

in english: "oh, of course not. really, such unkindness."

she seamlessly switches to yiddish as she exchanges an old woman's pennies for a couple pickles. today, freida's helping her father. his wares float in a heady spiced brine. when the lady shuffles out, she again reaches in the biggest vat with a forked wooden stick. it eventually resurfaces from the bottom with a fat pickle, green-yellow and hard at the ends, speared on its prongs.

she wraps it in a scrap of brown paper, holds it out to billie.

"my treat."

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@curiosityshop as cosmo said: “where else would you meet such interesting people?”

enchanted april.

"keep sweet talking me like that and your neighbors will gossip for weeks."

freida's kidding. she feels buoyed by their witty repartee. but kidding does not stop her from pressing a lingering kiss to cosmo's cheek, since she's this close anyway.

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@bruisedpenny as varla said: i'm going home and finishing getting drunk.

columbo.

her tongue clicks. cattish, though not unkind. it is difficult for freida to find the one bitter bone that may or may not exist in her body even for varla.

"i'm not sure you're in the condition to do any of that by yourself."

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@inrovina said: “i’m all knocked out. i may just hang around the house.”

marty.

freida's underbreath busy-singing ("my sweetheart's the man in the moon...") halts. she whirls around on xeno, mouth partly agape.

"but you promised you'd go dancing with me! a week ago, when marion was still in town, remember? at the restaurant. look at me." in her new klondike dance hall girl costume, sheer black stockings and spool-heeled slippers. "i gotta show this one off!"

gentler, "i gotta show you off."