#soa starter

[gunpowderxndlead]

       was it supposed to hurt this much? coming back from hell, correction being dragged back , had taken much more out of her than she had expected. The Harvelle woman had positioned herself in the farthest back corner of the dive bar and allowed her head to sink into her hands. Her head was heavy. The tension that held in her shoulders made them ache with every movement. If she was being honest every inch of her body had ached but there was a job to do so she had forced herself out of the run down hotel room she had been staying in. 

      She heard the glass touch down against the tabletop, but didn’t bring herself to meet the eyes of her guest. She hadn’t been expecting anyone. Hell, few had known she was back and less than a hand full had known her location. 

                           “That seat is taken.”

[adauntlessangel]

You Just Can’t Get Out Of The Life | Open

Mirabella had just walked in from a late shift. She was tired, but the moment she set foot into her apartment..she knew something was wrong. Pulling the gun out that she always carried with her she spoke up. “Alright, whoever the fuck is in my apartment you have 3 seconds to come out before I call the cops and shoot you before they get here.” She warned. 

some info: she’s in the ‘lifestyle’ and is based off of sons of anarchy universe but this could be anything 

[gunpowderxndlead]

“I was and always will be a freak with a knife collection.” 

[pocketfullofsadness]

SOA OPEN STARTER

Bailey had managed to get her ancient jeep Cherokee into the parking lot of Teller Morrow before the engine gave out a dying noise. White smoke plumed from the hood as the raven haired driver screamed slamming her hands against the steering wheel. She couldn’t believe her vehicle had just died on her since she’d gotten it looked at before her spontaneous cross country road trip to see her dear uncle.   

[goneawandering]

open :)

“So Ahm really ready ta beat tha shite ou’a tha’ crow eatah right ovah there,” she motioned to the girl, narrowing her eyes. “She’s go’a mouth on her and she needs ta learn ta shut it.”

[roselyn-reeves]

Open Starter

“The name’s Rose, an’ who might ye be?”

[pocketfullofsadness]

It wasn’t unusual for Bailey King to be sitting in SAMCRO’s clubhouse when she wasn’t at work at the hospital. Since moving back to town the female was kept busy between her day job and spending time with her Uncle Bobby catching up with the male. She had missed her uncle’s calming presense and how he could help her sort out her mind. At the moment though Bailey was sitting at the bar reading over a hospital case file she had brought with her while she waited.