#leclerk

[westkissed]

@leclerk​​ liked for a starter !

                 ＂   oh,    mrs.    leclerk .    i    can’t    keep    takin’    y’er    money    like    this .    ＂

                𝒊𝒕𝒔 𝒂𝒔 𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝒂𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒔 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒉𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒚,    bill    fold    held    between    slender    fingers    in    the    widow’s    direction .    as    much   as    she    appreciates    &&    needs    the    cash,    she    simply    doesn’t    feel    comfortable    taking    such    from    mrs.    leclerk,    especially    after    all    her    &&    horley    have    done    to    help    her    thus    far .    her    expression    is    something    of    sincere,    sanguine    painted    lips    offering    a    smile    that    thrives    with    sweetness .    

     ＂   you’ve    done    so    much    f’er    me    already    it    just    don’t    feel    right    taken    this   much    from    you    when    i    can’t    repay    you   with    at     least    somethin’    good .    please,    take    it .   ＂ 

                it’s    a    fluid    motion,    simply    nudging    the    cash    her    way    once    more .    it    didn’t    feel    fair .    her    &&    her   associates    doing    so    much    for    her;    putting    clothes    on    her    back    when    she    needed    it,    fixing    her    up    with    jobs    when    they    assisted    her    in   getting    out    of    her    imprisonment,    offering    her    shelter    &&    a    camp    to    live    in .    she    didn’t    need    the    cash,    helping    avenge    mrs.    leclerk’s    husband    was    enough .    surely,    of    course,    it    was    some    form    of    ‘employment’,     but,    winnifer    didn’t    prefer    thinking    of    it   as    such .    a    friend    helping    a    friend,   more    so .

    ＂   now    that    i’m    thinkin’    on   it .    is    there    anythin’    i    can    do    to    repay    you ?    ‘sides    helpin’    you    with    y’er    husbands    case    of    course .    i’ll    do    anythin’    i    can    f’er    you,    ma’am .   ＂

[matteredloyaltyaa]

@leclerk​ asked: “ i hope you find what you’re looking for. ”

poetry starters -- no longer accepting

    Arthur had to admit to some UNCERTAINTY about this new person he had met. 

    Miss LeClerk. 

   She carried herself in the manner that would suggest she likely wouldn’t be interacting with the likes of him, but he’d known a number of conmen in his life. Trelawny carried himself in a way that seemed like he didn’t belong ANYWHERE, and yet he was somehow EVERYWHERE. Though, he COULD admit to feeling more secure in her plans for this whole thing than he would for any plan the magician would have in place. Still, despite the weighing of this decision in his head, he did find himself glancing back at her comment, a small huff escaping him. 

    “Oh, me too, if in what you’re sayin’ we could be gettin’ out ‘f this is true.”

[ohrthur]

‘     woah , now . . . no need fo’ah th’ formalities , miss , uhh . . . leclerk .     ‘     more of the colloquial type of conversationalist , he don’t consider himself much a gentleman to go by such honorifics .     titles always appealed to the folk of higher statuses , and he was by no means of any status .     other than perhaps gaining another ally for the van der linde gang . ‘     jus’ morgan is fine , o’ better yet , ye’ can jus’ call me arthur .     ‘     he tipped his head forth , digits giving a light tug to the brim of his hat .     ‘     seein’ as i hope we’ll be able to call ourselves allies .     ‘  @leclerk​

[wisecrime]

“ well, you can rest assured, that is not gonna happen with me.”          /          @leclerk 

“     now     that’s     what     i     like     to     hear     .     it’s     hard     to     find     a     reliable     business    partner     these     days     ,     don’t     you     think     ?     times     are     changing     ,     i     suppose     .     ”          what     ,     with     the     PINKERTONS     playing     judge     ,     jury     ,     and     executioner     ,     and     folks     willing     to     sell     you     out     for     a     bottle     of     the     good     stuff     .          “     but     you’ve     got     the     money     ,     we’ve     got     the     brawn     .     what     could     go     wrong     ?     ”

[westkissed]

✧    a long way gone .    //   accepting . @leclerk said :“ people don’t trust each other anymore.”

              ＂    unfortunately,    that’s    just    how    it    is    nowadays,    ma’am .   ＂

               𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒔 𝒂 𝒇𝒐𝒐𝒍𝒔 𝒈𝒂𝒎𝒆,    &&    that’s    the    truth .    in    this    line    of    work,    the    work    of    a    common    criminal    ----    trust    wasn’t    something    she    favored .    with    the    natural    instinct    to    survive,    trust    also    seemed    to    be    something    sacred,    something    you    couldn’t    just     give    away    to    any     tom,    dick,    or    harry .    she    learned    that    the    hard    way,    mostly    in    her    earlier    years    as    a   naive,    clueless    degenerate     child .

                 it    wasn’t    easy    to    trust,    nonetheless,    when    you’ve    reached    a    certain     level    of    detachment    from    your    consistent    emotions .    she    exhales    with    triumph,    losing    herself    for    a    moment    in    a    daze;    gaze    fixated    upon    the    plains,    now    kissed    by    the    sun’s    departing,    yet    vibrant    rays .    yet   it’s    a    swift    movement    that    brings    her    back,    as    she    pivots    herself,    perhaps    a    little    too    abruptly,    towards    a    vacant    mrs.    leclerk . 

     ＂    though,    in    my    experience,    trust    can’t    be    taken    lightly    once    given .    it’s    a    dangerous    game,    not    one    many    in    this    line    of    work    can    handle .     ＂

[matteredloyaltyaa]

@leclerk​ asked: 1 & 5

rp questions -- still accepting

1. what’s a grammar rule you find yourself breaking or ignoring a lot?

The Oxford Comma is debated, but I am for it and will continue to use it. Also, not really a grammar rule, but I've been told a couple times as an unspoken writing rule not to write out accents, but I enjoy styles of speech too much not to. Granted, there's a level to where it can get offensive, but if a character mumbles words or drops the g in “-ing” words, I'll write that out. Arthur's been a struggle in that regard and I'm still trying to find a balance, however.

5. do you listen to music while your write?

Yeah! I actually have blog playlists that I build up over time. I've debated doing them up officially and posting as another insight into how I play a character, but I still end up keeping them to myself most of the time.