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January 22nd, 2012 @ 7:05pm
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Who: Quinn and Bridget
Where: Angel Fire, Just outside of the Ski Resort
When: A week or so after Quinn's arrival, February 2024
Why: Quinn is reading outside and Bridget takes this chance to really get her opinion on things
Rating: PG?
( Quinn was still getting used to her name )
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| February 2024 |
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January 2nd, 2012 @ 12:01am
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Who: No name (Quinn) and Ajax
Where: Angel Fire Barn, Angel Fire lodge
When: February 2024, early morning
What: Some random girl runs and hides in some random barn and Ajax finds her
Rating: PG? PG-13? Depends on language
She all but cried out when she watched her captors drag her sister away. The shock, the hurt and the anger was written all over her face, but she never spoke a word of it. That would only get her into more trouble. But she did start to plan. A plan that would free her from The Fleur, hopefully for good.
She pretended to go to sleep like the other girls, but she waited until she heard the shallow breathing of sleep before making her move. “Excuse me?” she whispered to the guard at the tent entrance. “What the hell do you want?” he sniped. She lowered her eyes immediately and stuttered a bit as she answered, “I.. I need to go.” The guard smiled something awful “Alright cutie, but you know the rule. Stay where I can see that nice ass of yours from your flashlight.” She cringed as he spoke, but was silently thankful that he wasn’t suspicious.
She took the handed flashlight, and took a few steps into the brush. Then she oh-so-lightly set down the flashlight and agonizingly stepped away from it. She knew if she made one wrong noise, he’d be on her. So she picked up her burlap sack of a dress that barely reached her knees, and tied her hair into a knot in itself all so nothing would get caught on any stray branches. She slowly, slowly stepped backwards, minding where she stepped as to not crack any twigs. When she felt enough out of ear shot, she took off! The only good thing about her enslavement was the endurance she got from having to do various “activities”.
She must’ve been a good 2 miles away when the guard realized she was taking way too long in the brush. He sounded the alarm, screaming and hollering “We got a run away!” She never stopped running, dodging branches left and right, catching a few in the face and her arms causing tiny cuts that bled with red lines. When her lungs began to burn and her legs were getting wobbly, she let out a praise when she saw what looked to be the outline of a barn in the dark. She probably ran about 5 miles give or take, and felt exhausted. She walked up to the barn and used the last of her strength to open one door. Once it was open, the small figured, delicate looking girl collapsed on top of the hay, passing out immediately into a deep sleep, not even minding to close the barn door.
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| June 2023 |
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November 13th, 2011 @ 8:31pm
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Who: Tygra and Jack
Where: Eagle Nest, Near the high school
When: June 2023, afternoon
What: Tygra is taking Jinx for a walk
Rating: PG-13 (for cussing)
Tygra started her day real lazy. She and her boyfriend slept in, then stayed in bed for another hour "waking one another up" before she got into the shower while he made breakfast. "I'm going to take Jinx out for a walk after we eat. Want to come?" she asked him, wrapping her arms around his waist while he cooked and kissing his bare shoulder. "Hmm.. I would love to, but someone's gotta clean this place. And I was going to work on a flier for our self defense classes, and I need to talk to Loki about when he thinks is a good day for the next cage fight and yadda yadda," he told her reluctantly. He turned to face Tygra, placing his hands on her hips. "You go," he said, kissing her on the forehead, "That way you two can get some fresh air, and check on the gym too. Make sure no vagabonds have taken it over since we got it."
Tygra smiled at her beau. They'd only been in Eagle Nest a year or so, and already they had a "business" running the gymnasium of the old high school, re-named The Four Horses, and both Saga and Loki allowed cage fights and self defense classes to be held there. "Okay babe. But you're taking him the next time." Tygra released her other half and waited at the kitchen table for breakfast. After eating and feeding Jinx, she fetched his longer "leash" and walked outside.
"Come on Jinxy, we're going for a walk today," she told her bobcat friend as she fastened the leash to his collar. Tygra left her hair down that day. Even though it was the middle of June, there still was a nice breeze every now and then, breaking up the heat of summer. She walked Jinx up HWY 64 and towards the high school. The two rarely ran into people in this area and the whole reason for staying at Weathers RV park was to assure nobody got hurt either by Jinx or them trying to hurt Jinx. He was probably one of the most tame animals out there now-a-days because he spent nearly his whole life with Tygra. He was used to the leashes, the cages, the walks and of course attention. To put it straight, Jinx was spoiled rotten and loved it. Tygra walked closer to the gym part of the high school and kept an eye out for anything unusual.
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| Fall 2023 |
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November 9th, 2011 @ 10:55pm
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Who: Erik and Vinci
Where: Aesir Mechanic shop
When: Fall 2023
Why: A chance encounter
Rating: TBD but probably low
Erik was just hanging around the shop, as was his habit. It was like a sanctuary, where he could fiddle and lose himself in the intricacies of working mechanical parts. Working kept his thoughts from wandering down paths he'd rather not go, especially after nights like the one before, when he hadn't slept well, dreams of Xavier and the Vegas suburbs and wandering the wasteland for months had taken hold of him. By the time the sun had risen he'd already been awake for a few hours and rather than lock himself in his room with only uncomfortable memories for company, he had come down here to lose himself in work.
At the moment, he was currently examining an old pocket watch, the gold cover a little dented and discolored, but the engraving of his father's family crest was still visible. It hadn't worked in over a year, but it was all he had left of them, so he kept it with him at all times. The watch was his reminder of those he loved, out in the world or universe or wherever they were.
Seated at the workbench, sunlight streaming through the window directly in front of him, the pocket watch was laid out on the table. For the time being, Erik was just looking at the delicate innards, since having never worked with something like it before, he was wary to poke and prod recklessly, lest he cause more damage. With all his attention on the clockwork before him, he was aware of little else of his surroundings.
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| Week 1 -- Tuesday -- Angel Fire |
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October 19th, 2011 @ 11:51am
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Who: Silas and Nemo
Where: Horse corral
When: Week 1, Tuesday afternoon
Why: Silas and a horse getting over its suspicions
Rating: tbd
The sandy chestnut filly with the caramel blonde mane had grown to her full height, a tall seventeen hands, yet she looked like the equine equivalent of a teen. Her frame was slender, in need of filling out. When she moved her step was springy and energized, especially when she fled from anyone coming too close. No one could get nearer than thirty feet in open pasture. If her corral was smaller than that, she stayed as far away as possible. She snorted, had her head up high. Her ears flattened and she pawed the dirt nervously, constantly watching the intruder.
That had been last month before Silas singled Merri out for attention. He spent time with her, at first merely staying outside the fence, or sitting on it. His first step into the corral was greeted by the defensive mare's posturings. She moved back and forth at the opposite end, flashing the whites of her eyes. Silas was at his non-threatening best, giving the young mare nothing but calm vibes even before he walked through the gate. He sauntered around casually, never moving quickly. He left apples for her at first. Eventually she would take the red fruit from his extended hand, but cautiously. After using the right poses and just being there, the horse finally felt more curiosity than fear. The filly figured out this calm, steady human wasn't a threat, wasn't there to hunt nor to harm her. Her negativity melted away as the days passed until now. Merri was a relaxed horse. She raised her ears. Her head lowered from her most alert position as she gazed at the back of the man who strolled away from her. With a soft snort, she stepped forward and followed him.
Silas smiled as he felt the final gift of trust from the horse to him. He stopped. She did too but not for long, taking a step forward to push against his shoulder with her nuzzle. For a reward, she got an apple. The man turned to her. He reached out to pat the blonde mane and run his fingers through the strands gently.
Merri pinned her ears back. She raised her head though she stood her ground. Silas turned to see who had approached the corral, feelng quite satisfied that the filly had not just run off like she would have just a short time ago. He nodded to the approaching leader of the Angels.
"Afternoon."
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| February 2024 |
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September 16th, 2011 @ 10:21pm
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Who: Pixie and Loki
Where: Eagle Nest
When: February 14, 2024 (early evening, 4pm ish)
Why: Pixie and Loki are continuing a tradition.
Rating: Starts off pretty PG...
It was Valentine's Day once again and once again, Pixie was headed to her one and only appointment for the day. She wore a knee length red dress with barely black hose, the kind with the seam running up the back of the legs, red heels and a heavy black coat, one of her furs she kept with her from her glory days in Vegas. She also carried a bag with things she'd need for the night.
When Pixie was stripping in Vegas, she had come to hate Valentine's Day with every fiber of her being. A bunch of drunk, horny and lonely men always spilling their drink on her and grab-assing whenever they had the chance. But ever since she came to Eagle Nest and eventually met Loki, she looked forward to V-day every year. It had become a kind of tradition for them. Pixie only worked one appointment for the day and for the past three, it had been Loki. She always felt like a woman around Loki, granted their first few appointments he was the typical male in heat, but over time it became more about the company than sex. Not that the sex wasn't great, because it was, but Pixie also got to be herself with Loki, not some personalized Kewpie Doll.
Pixie scampered to her usual spot in the Tunnel and hoped Loki would show up soon. It wasn't an on time thing, it was she didn't want to freeze thing. Valentine's Day or no, it was still cold enough outside to see a few snow flurries here and there, and Pixie was never one for the cold, hence the coat. "Come on Handsome, don't make a girl wait. It's rude."
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| October 2022 |
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September 13th, 2011 @ 1:30am
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Who: Mitch and Lolita
Where: Venom Tattoo and Piercing Parlor
When: October 2022
Why: Lolita needs to get a cover up
Rating: PG
Mitch was actually bored. With the months getting a tad cooler, and seasons changing, people were beginning to come and go around town less and less. Well, the traders and drifters anyways. Mitch still saw a few locals here and there but overall, October wasn't the best month for business. But Mitch was open for business that night anyways. Venom had become her own personal safe haven for when Loki and the guys got to be too much for her to handle. She loved the guys, nobody could ever accuse her of anything less, but there were times that being one of the only women in the tribe felt like the biggest annoyance in the world.
A girl could only take so much of the same old pranks, jokes, and male minds before she lost it. So even with business being slow, Mitch was there if only for her own sanity. But she had done everything that needed to be done. Swept the floors, cleaned the counters and the chairs, done inventory on her needles, inks, earrings, even her drawings. So for the time being, Mitch sat on one of her revolving chairs and gently spun herself around, watching the parlor turn around her.
Window, drawing wall, sink, second drawing wall, window, drawing wall, sink, second drawing wall, window,... Mitch was beginning to make herself dizzy and placed her feet on the floor to stop her turning. She placed her head in her hands to steady herself and prayed the bored kid move didn't give her a headache. "Ow,ow,ow.." she whined to herself. Eventually the room stopped spinning in her mind, and she gave standing up a shot. Slowly she stood up, but still had to catch herself on the arm rest with a hand. "God, I hope I get somebody soon. This boredom is going to kill me as bad as the guys can."
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| August 2023 |
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September 7th, 2011 @ 2:21pm
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Who: Silas and Loki
Where: Eagle Nest Marketplace
When: August 2023 morning
Why: Silas goes on a trading trip
Rating: tbd
( Silas played the harmonica.... )
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