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@the-yankee-surgeon
Reblog if you RP a character from BBC's Ripper Street.
Genderbents and OCs welcome.
Find your fandom here.
Ah...s'cuse me...
1. In the Shower
She usually sings in the shower, I mean, who doesnât? Lucy needed to freshen up, but when she heard the recognisable American drawl she swore loudly and stuck her head out from around the shower curtain. âJackson! Get out of my bathroom!â
"Well you didnât knock" she said with a smirk as she took the towel from him and went about wrapping herself up in it as she clambered out of the bath.
"That may be, but Iâd rather you didnât" she said, her voice quieter than it was before as she grabbed her bathrobe from the back of the door. "Alright, Iâm covered, we can talk"
He shook his head, placing a hand on his hip as he waited.Â
âFinally,â He feigned a sigh of irritation. The surgeon did notice the change in her tone, though wasnât sure if it was down to the slight awkwardness of the situation.
Turning slowly to face her, he offered an apologetic smile. âSorry âbout that, âLuce.â
Bundled up in the her towel and bathrobe she brushed back her wet, hair, as it fell in natural curls, and mock punched him. âFive minutes more wouldnât have matteredâ Her change in tone meant she had obviously got over his interruption. "Sâalright. You didnât know, the kids donât have any sense of time, theyâve only just started learning how to tell it at school" she said, ringing out her hair over the sink. "Do you want to talk somewhere else?"
Jackson chuckled, feigning hurt at the strike. "Ah, well, that's kids for'ya." He replied with a quiet laugh, "Smart kids y'got though. Your boy...William, s'it? Catches on quick. Already given him a lowdown on Paraffin an' it's uses."
The surgeon gave a small nod of his head, the hand on his hip dropping down to his side. "Well, y'know doll, there kinda was a reason I came n'here. I don't make a habit o'intrudin' on folks in this manner for no reason. Contrary t'popular belief."
Adam & Jerome shooting Ripper Street. Hanging out, talking shite, looking smooth af.
âWe were friends once.â â Captain Homer Jackson, Ripper Street.
Complete Photo Calls for Adam Rothenberg in âDynamite and a Womanâ Ripper Street Series 2, Episode 4, can be found here on tumblr or at Adamâs Apple.
Is this not the most honest face youâve ever sat on
Jackson from Ripper Street (via thekatsmeow26)
Complete Photo Calls for Adam Rothenberg in âBecome Manâ Ripper Street Series 2, Episode 3, can be found here on tumblr or at Adamâs Apple.
- The man was a US Army surgeon and he was a Pinkerton. - A chartered mercenary with a badge! And you place his word above mine.
+the-yankee-surgeon
" âello there, Mishter⊠Can I âelp ya with somethinâ?"Â
ââNames Jackson.â
"âNah, mâjust passinâ, boy."
" âs nice ta meetcha, Jackson. âm Jack. Jack Kelly."
"Donât ya work for the cops?"
"Good t'meet y' too, Jack."
"Ah...I prefer the term with. I work with the police, yeah."
Hit on my character
Ah...s'cuse me...
1. In the Shower
She usually sings in the shower, I mean, who doesnât? Lucy needed to freshen up, but when she heard the recognisable American drawl she swore loudly and stuck her head out from around the shower curtain. âJackson! Get out of my bathroom!â
He really did try to refrain from chuckling.
This just had to happen to him, didnât it?
"Sorry, doll." He replied with a tone of quelled amusement, lifting a hand to his eyes, "Kids told me yâwere out oâthe shower."
"Anâ why donât yâget a lock for the damn doorâŠ" The surgeon added with a roll of his eyes.
"They did? Iâve literally just got in" she said, with an exasperated sigh. "Why didnât you knock?" she asked back when he rolled his eyes at her. "Rather than just barging in." Clearly being interrupted during her shower time had soured her mood. Why was it always Jackson? "Could you pass me a towel please, and turn away, this isnât for your eyes" she said, with a lighter tone as the shower stopped. She might as well get out now. There was no point continuing.
"I didnât barge inâŠâ He mumbled, turning around and reaching for the towel, itâs soft material warming in his grasp immediately. Jackson kept his arm raised, stretching his arm out and handing the cloth to Lucy.
"Ah, donât worry sweetheart. Not like yâve anythinâ I ainât seen before." He remained looking away, and gave a cheeky grin.
"Well you didnât knock" she said with a smirk as she took the towel from him and went about wrapping herself up in it as she clambered out of the bath. "That may be, but Iâd rather you didnât" she said, her voice quieter than it was before as she grabbed her bathrobe from the back of the door. "Alright, Iâm covered, we can talk"
He shook his head, placing a hand on his hip as he waited.Â
âFinally,â He feigned a sigh of irritation. The surgeon did notice the change in her tone, though wasnât sure if it was down to the slight awkwardness of the situation.
Turning slowly to face her, he offered an apologetic smile. âSorry âbout that, âLuce.â
+the-yankee-surgeon
" âello there, Mishter⊠Can I âelp ya with somethinâ?"Â
"'Names Jackson."
"âNah, m'just passin', boy."
comefreelygosafely entered the deadroom
"Hey thereâŠwhat brings yaâ by?"
"I suppose you could call me⊠scientifically curious. But no, Iâm waiting for someone."
"Huh. Always good t'meet similarly like-minded folk. Y'ain't from around here then?"
âSlow as fuck with replies but does it anyway.. eventually..
Ah...s'cuse me...
1. In the Shower
She usually sings in the shower, I mean, who doesnât? Lucy needed to freshen up, but when she heard the recognisable American drawl she swore loudly and stuck her head out from around the shower curtain. âJackson! Get out of my bathroom!â
He really did try to refrain from chuckling.
This just had to happen to him, didnât it?
"Sorry, doll." He replied with a tone of quelled amusement, lifting a hand to his eyes, "Kids told me yâwere out oâthe shower."
"Anâ why donât yâget a lock for the damn doorâŠ" The surgeon added with a roll of his eyes.
"They did? Iâve literally just got in" she said, with an exasperated sigh. "Why didnât you knock?" she asked back when he rolled his eyes at her. "Rather than just barging in." Clearly being interrupted during her shower time had soured her mood. Why was it always Jackson? "Could you pass me a towel please, and turn away, this isnât for your eyes" she said, with a lighter tone as the shower stopped. She might as well get out now. There was no point continuing.
"I didn't barge in..." He mumbled, turning around and reaching for the towel, it's soft material warming in his grasp immediately. Jackson kept his arm raised, stretching his arm out and handing the cloth to Lucy.
"Ah, don't worry sweetheart. Not like y've anythin' I ain't seen before." He remained looking away, and gave a cheeky grin.
comefreelygosafely entered the deadroom
"Hey there...what brings ya' by?"
onlyonecharm entered the deadroom
âSusan?â
"Itâs certainly been a while."
"That it has been indeed. Can I ask after how youâre keepinâ these days?"
"Of course you can.  IâŠthings are Tenter Street are quiet. And what about you? I trust Reid is keeping you busy?"
"âHope things are manageable fer'ya'll."
"Ah, y'know. Folks still get m'selves killed."