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Blue Sargent Alternately You Catch-All
Who: Blue Sargent & OTA
What: Working, Relaxing, Prowling as The Witch
When: Alternately You Event ( 11/15 - 11/22 )
Where: Anywhere and Everywhere!
Warnings: None yet!
( Plotting post and information on AU! Blue Sargent )
A: Just another day? ( Seafood Shack / Park / Around Wechester )
Blue doesn’t pay much attention to the few odd things in her apartment — she's completely unsure of their origin, but she was running late for her waitressing shift and couldn’t be bothered to give it much more than a passing thought as she raced out the house (and raced back in after forgetting a pair of gloves.). And with her usual train running late, she didn’t have a chance to give it a second thought on her way into The Seafood Shack. It was even further from her mind as she hustled from table to table trying to take and serve orders all with a smile on her face.
It was uncharacteristically packed this evening and despite the hefty takeaway in tips, Blue’s exhausted by the time that she’s finally freed from the clutches of employment — at least until tomorrow when the whole process started all over again.
Needing a little bit of fresh air, Blue makes her way to the park for an evening stroll. She stops to pick herself up some vegetarian-friendly food — explaining to the man that she’s trying out a zero-waste lifestyle and wants as little non-food items as possible. — and then takes a seat somewhere in the grass to enjoy her meal. Alternating between pulling a few tarot cards from a deck next to her and drawing things in her sketchbook.
B: Double, double toil and trouble ( Wechester Rooftops )
She’s noticed things going on in Wechester. She’s heard the slight rustle in the shadows, seen the quick flash of darkness on the rooftops. While she’s never actually seen anyone else, Blue knows that she’s not the only one hiding something — Or rather, hiding someone.
Wechester City reminds her of New York in the way that any big city might. The buildings seem to extend endlessly into the sky, the streets are always hustling and bustling with people, there’s a constant orchestra of noise filling every space where silence could be. It’s not a place for everyone, but it energizes Blue in a way that she can never express.
And in turn, that energizes The Witch.
She’s decked in all black this evening as she prowls — a hooded catsuit with a high neck that she pulls up to keep the lower half of her face hidden. An empty fire-escape easily led her onto one of the rooftops of an apartment building, and from there she’d managed to make her way through the city. The Witch’s agility is something to behold, her small frame clears jumps easily twice her size and there seems to be no ledge to thin for her fingers, or feet, to grip onto.
A few hours into her patrol, she finds a ledge to sit and rest. The building is a relatively tall one, nestled right at the end of a dead-end street and it had seemed to once be home to a handful of apartments was now forgotten about and boarded up. No Trespassing signs plastered across each one.
It’s a silent and uneventful block and that’s exactly why Blue picks it. It’s also exactly why she whips her head around when she hears the sound of movement coming from behind her.
“Who’s there?”
C: Wildcard
[ Blue can also be found working her normal shifts at both the Craft Store and the Seafood Shack, walking the city at night for a little bit of fresh air and exercise, and really anywhere else that strikes your fancy. If you want to plot something out hmu at![[plurk.com profile]](https://plurk.com/favicon.ico)
cabeswater! As usual, don't feel tied to either style, do what you want. c: ]
What: Working, Relaxing, Prowling as The Witch
When: Alternately You Event ( 11/15 - 11/22 )
Where: Anywhere and Everywhere!
Warnings: None yet!
( Plotting post and information on AU! Blue Sargent )
A: Just another day? ( Seafood Shack / Park / Around Wechester )
Blue doesn’t pay much attention to the few odd things in her apartment — she's completely unsure of their origin, but she was running late for her waitressing shift and couldn’t be bothered to give it much more than a passing thought as she raced out the house (and raced back in after forgetting a pair of gloves.). And with her usual train running late, she didn’t have a chance to give it a second thought on her way into The Seafood Shack. It was even further from her mind as she hustled from table to table trying to take and serve orders all with a smile on her face.
It was uncharacteristically packed this evening and despite the hefty takeaway in tips, Blue’s exhausted by the time that she’s finally freed from the clutches of employment — at least until tomorrow when the whole process started all over again.
Needing a little bit of fresh air, Blue makes her way to the park for an evening stroll. She stops to pick herself up some vegetarian-friendly food — explaining to the man that she’s trying out a zero-waste lifestyle and wants as little non-food items as possible. — and then takes a seat somewhere in the grass to enjoy her meal. Alternating between pulling a few tarot cards from a deck next to her and drawing things in her sketchbook.
B: Double, double toil and trouble ( Wechester Rooftops )
She’s noticed things going on in Wechester. She’s heard the slight rustle in the shadows, seen the quick flash of darkness on the rooftops. While she’s never actually seen anyone else, Blue knows that she’s not the only one hiding something — Or rather, hiding someone.
Wechester City reminds her of New York in the way that any big city might. The buildings seem to extend endlessly into the sky, the streets are always hustling and bustling with people, there’s a constant orchestra of noise filling every space where silence could be. It’s not a place for everyone, but it energizes Blue in a way that she can never express.
And in turn, that energizes The Witch.
She’s decked in all black this evening as she prowls — a hooded catsuit with a high neck that she pulls up to keep the lower half of her face hidden. An empty fire-escape easily led her onto one of the rooftops of an apartment building, and from there she’d managed to make her way through the city. The Witch’s agility is something to behold, her small frame clears jumps easily twice her size and there seems to be no ledge to thin for her fingers, or feet, to grip onto.
A few hours into her patrol, she finds a ledge to sit and rest. The building is a relatively tall one, nestled right at the end of a dead-end street and it had seemed to once be home to a handful of apartments was now forgotten about and boarded up. No Trespassing signs plastered across each one.
It’s a silent and uneventful block and that’s exactly why Blue picks it. It’s also exactly why she whips her head around when she hears the sound of movement coming from behind her.
“Who’s there?”
C: Wildcard
[ Blue can also be found working her normal shifts at both the Craft Store and the Seafood Shack, walking the city at night for a little bit of fresh air and exercise, and really anywhere else that strikes your fancy. If you want to plot something out hmu at
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"Trying to figure out what is so confusing about the idea of zero-waste that the guy I buy my lunch from every day still gives me a straw and silverware." She sighs heavily, pushing some bits of stray hair out from in front of her eyes. "Did they set you free early today?" Blue looks between Ronan and Chainsaw, offering the raven a few of her own veggies.
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Chainsaw abandoned her toy for food and then went back to tossing the ball around for herself. Yelling at it and dropping it from the air. Ronan enjoyed watching her be happy with her tinfoil.
"You seem like the type of girl who would stab someone if it was necessary."
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(Single-use plastics are polluting our oceans, killing our wildlife, destroying our planet, and can take anywhere from 20 to 400 years to decompose. In this essay, Blue Sargent will --)
At Ronan's comment, the corner of Blue's lip quirked up in a rather mischievous little grin. Stabbing wasn't usually her style, she preferred a good old-fashioned beatdown if the situation called for it -- or rather, The Witch did. "What do you think happened to the last guy who worked that cart? He tried selling me a hamburger once, thought I wouldn't notice."
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He worked on finishing his food while Chainsaw did whatever she wanted to do that was fun for her, including inspecting other people at the park for shiny objects and possible food to mutilate.
"Silverware wouldn't float. They'd sink to the bottom to be picked up by mermaids to comb their hair and make shiny necklaces."
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Someday maybe she'll leave that place too. She's not too keen on going the whole farmer route like Ronan, but the idea of being her own boss is definitely one she'd like to entertain. "Maybe I'll just make my own restaurant. All plant-based, zero-waste, completely green." She nodded firmly at that idea -- she could always dream, right?
"They call them Dinglehoppers, I think." Try as she might, Blue can't keep a straight face at that sentence and snorted in laughter only a moment after she'd said the words.