PurpleRain
Moon
- Joined
- May 15, 2013
Name: Rachel Young
Age:19
Dustin Matthews
23 *actually 183*
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Name: Rachel Young
Age:19
Dustin Matthews
23 *actually 183*
PurpleRain
Moon
- Joined
- May 15, 2013
Rachel left her hair down the fall in rivlets down her back. The dark color of her hair contrasted beautifully with the pale blue of her gown. She needed to be to work in a few minutes, lucky for her she had a room right there in the tavern. The Blue Rose tavern wasn't one of those dirty places. In fact it was very clean, the floors gleamed from the weekly polishing. The ower made it a point to keep it nice for the wealthier residents of the town. When ever one of the lower glass tried stumbling in they were immediatly thrown out on the arse.
Satisfied with her apperance, Rachel climb the stairs that led to the main floor. Her skirt brushing lightly against the floor, as her hips swayed slightly. As she walked pass the bar she grabbed a tray and kissed the owner on the cheek. He had been extremely nice to her since she took the job. Her father had passed only but two years prior, leaving her and her mother alone. Her wages here were plenty to keep them clothed and fed.
She went to the first table with a couple snifters of brandy on her tray. Planting her sweet smile on her face she handed the men their drinks. Only every once in a while would someone get a little handsy here. There really wasn't much anyone could do about that. Customers had to be happy.
Satisfied with her apperance, Rachel climb the stairs that led to the main floor. Her skirt brushing lightly against the floor, as her hips swayed slightly. As she walked pass the bar she grabbed a tray and kissed the owner on the cheek. He had been extremely nice to her since she took the job. Her father had passed only but two years prior, leaving her and her mother alone. Her wages here were plenty to keep them clothed and fed.
She went to the first table with a couple snifters of brandy on her tray. Planting her sweet smile on her face she handed the men their drinks. Only every once in a while would someone get a little handsy here. There really wasn't much anyone could do about that. Customers had to be happy.
Greeneyed23
Pulsar
- Joined
- Feb 3, 2013
The village that held the Blue Rose was just beginning to liven up as people were starting to head home or to the tavern after work. The shadows were beginning to lengthen as the sun edged toward the horizon and it was then that the new figure, dressed in a plain and weather beaten merchant's outfit. It was not quite that of a wealthy man but more of someone who has worked hard and traveled much.
And Dustin had traveled. Many many miles over the long years. Now he came to the town and sniffed wondering where he could find something interesting and immediately zeroed in on the Blue Rose. He went that way and slipped inside silently and unseen until he had settled himself at a table in the windowless corner his back in the corner allowing him to see the entire room.
He waited patiently for someone to come to him, his alighting with interest upon Rachel as he lowered the hood of his cloak then removed the cloak itself laying on the chair to his left while his travel bag when on the chair to his right.
And Dustin had traveled. Many many miles over the long years. Now he came to the town and sniffed wondering where he could find something interesting and immediately zeroed in on the Blue Rose. He went that way and slipped inside silently and unseen until he had settled himself at a table in the windowless corner his back in the corner allowing him to see the entire room.
He waited patiently for someone to come to him, his alighting with interest upon Rachel as he lowered the hood of his cloak then removed the cloak itself laying on the chair to his left while his travel bag when on the chair to his right.
PurpleRain
Moon
- Joined
- May 15, 2013
She filled drink order after drink order, not many men here ordered ale. The would order brandy or scotch, it was expensive and showed their status. With all the hard liqours being passed around, the room was quickly filling with drunks. Everyone including Rachel was in high spirits. The yearly spring festival was in two days. She had been saving what little money she could for a new gown. In the morning she would go pay for it.
She noticed the new face as soon as he sat down. It was odd because they rarely got in new faces. And the ones they did get almost always came in with one of the locals. After setting down the recent order she went back to the bar to grab a wet cloth. Washing the table would give her time to ask some questions.
Cloth in hand she made her way towards Dustin's table. She adjusted her breasts so the tops of them swelled nicely over the neckline of her dress. "What can I get for you Mr....," she left it open for him to give a name. He was certainly handsom, and there was something that hinted at danger.
She noticed the new face as soon as he sat down. It was odd because they rarely got in new faces. And the ones they did get almost always came in with one of the locals. After setting down the recent order she went back to the bar to grab a wet cloth. Washing the table would give her time to ask some questions.
Cloth in hand she made her way towards Dustin's table. She adjusted her breasts so the tops of them swelled nicely over the neckline of her dress. "What can I get for you Mr....," she left it open for him to give a name. He was certainly handsom, and there was something that hinted at danger.