The dimly lit tavern buzzed with the low hum of chatter and the occasional clink of tankards. A fire crackled in the hearth, casting flickering shadows on the wooden walls. Jaskier, a bard with striking blue eyes and tousled brown hair, made his way through the crowd, his lute slung over his shoulder. He spotted Fallon at the far end of the bar, her intense green eyes and jet-black hair making her stand out even in the dim light.
"Mind if I join you?" Jaskier asked, his voice carrying the easy charm of a practiced performer.
Fallon glanced at him, her eyes assessing. "Depends on what you’re offering," she replied, a smirk on her face as her fingers danced over her tankard.
Fallon was carrying a few bags and was very grateful to have decided to splurge on an Uber here. She had to bring a lot of stuff for a photoshoot after all.
She had never been to Jaskier's before and the place looked huge and very expensive just from the outside. It was a wonder that Jask wasn't an asshole with how much money he had.
She juggled bags to be able to ring the doorbell and waited.
Fallon was on the hunt for Jaskier. If anybody could calm Manon down right now it would be him. Maybe Zofia but she was off with her coven visiting another city in their growing kingdom.
She eventually spotted the brown haired bard/reluctant King sitting in the courtyard scribbling into his books.
"My King." She said but with a smile that would let him know that if they weren't in a public place she would use very different words so great him.
"I believe the Queen requires your assistance." She spoke before dropping her voice to barely above a whisper as she sat next to him.
"She didn't seem like herself all council meeting. Go check on her."
"She is in your chambers." She finished in normal volume.
No one could blame you for being resentful. You'd been moments from the reunion that you'd dreamed of for years before it was ripped from you by magic and circumstance. Anyone would be livid if they'd been seconds from the only embrace they'd imagined for God knew how long only to be transported to some far away land with no prospects. "Can't even find a good bowl of gumbo in this place," you grumble, distaste dripping on every syllable.
One minute she was back in the French Quarter, standing outside her family’s place, about to do something she hadn’t done in years: go home. Actually home. Not for a job. Not for money. Just… because. Because she missed them, missed what could’ve been. It was stupid, maybe. Emotional. Didn’t benefit her pride or her wallet, and she usually doesn’t do anything that doesn’t.
A spell hit her — fast, brutal, no warning. Dragged her all the way to Los Angeles. Not the shiny version with beaches and palm trees — the other one. The gritty, cursed, back-alley kind of L.A.
She’s back in survival mode. Cold. Sharp. Walls up. That one little moment where she let herself feel something — where she let herself hope — just proved why she doesn’t let that happen. Ever. She’ll find a way out. She always does. Bribe, manipulate — whatever it takes. She’s not some damsel waiting around to be rescued. But one thing’s for sure; She’s never making that mistake again. Not with her family. Not with love. Not with anything that tries to make her feel.
ZODIAC. Virgo sun (pessimistic, intelligent, critical), Leo moon prideful, stubborn, confident), Cancer rising (resourceful, nostalgic, moody)
SPOKEN LANGUAGES. English, French
𝐩𝐡𝐲𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐬 !
HAIR COLOR. Brunette
EYE COLOR. Brown
BODY TYPE. Slim, slender
VOICE. Soprano
DOMINANT HAND. Left
SCARS. None that are overly noticeable.
TATTOOS. On récolte ce que l'on sème on her ribcage
PIERCINGS. Two holes in each earlobe
BIRTHMARKS. None
MOST NOTICEABLE FEATURE(S). Height, eyes
𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐝 !
HOMETOWN. New Orleans, LA
SIBLINGS. One older sister
PARENTS. Mary and Michael Marley
𝐚𝐝𝐮𝐥𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 !
OCCUPATION. Witch for hire. Prefers the term 'contractor'.
CURRENT RESIDENCE. Los Angeles, CA
CLOSE FRIENDS. Fallon doesn't really DO friends. She has acquaintances, she has clients, but no friends.
RELATIONSHIP STATUS. Single.
FINANCIAL STATUS. Stable. Magic for hire pays better than some would think.
DRIVER’S LICENSE. Yes
𝐬𝐞𝐱 & 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 !
SEXUAL ORIENTATION. Bisexual
PREFERRED EMOTIONAL ROLE. Oh, she prefers not to have one. She doesn't want to depend on anyone and if anyone depends on her, they'll only be disappointed.
RELATIONSHIP TENDENCIES. One night stand is as far as she gets
TURN ON’S. Financial stability, being upfront with what you're looking for, giving her space.
TURN OFF’S. Clinginess, emotional outbursts.
LOVE LANGUAGE. Her preferred love language to receive is physical touch. Her preferred love language to give is physical touch.
𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐨𝐮𝐬 !
CHARACTER’S THEME SONGS. Control by Halsey. bury a friend by Billie Eilish. Sweet Dreams (Are Made of This) by Eurythmics. You Don’t Own Me by Grace ft. G-Eazy. Strangers by Halsey ft. Lauren Jauregui. Believer by Imagine Dragons. Moonlight by Kali Uchis. In My Head by Ariana Grande.
SELF CONFIDENCE LEVEL. Externally confident but internally guarded. She radiates strength and competence, especially in her career and intellect, but there's emotional brittleness underneath. She’s more afraid of being seen fully than of failing.
