LET ME LOOK AT THE SUN — open, returning

[marian .]

MARIAN MONROE

✯ it's the god that heroin prays to ✯

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it had been...a while, to say the least. marian wasn't even sure if any of them would recognize her, adjusting her little purse as she walked along the water's edge by the beach. It was like her first day, she could recall, sitting by the beach. She was carrying her heels in one hand, wandering closer to the city as she made her way, lifting up her dress when a rather high wave crashed against her legs before receding back to the ocean.

in the water's rush to return, it had left a shell, similar to the one that marian had first seen upon splashing along the shore. She didn't bother to pick it up this time, instead just stepping over it and continuing on walking. She couldn't wait to reach the city, to be welcomed with open arms after being away for so long. She knew, however, that if they didn't recognize her, they'd likely give her the same treatment they normally did with suspicious-looking newcomers. marian wouldn't blame them if they treated her the same.

she stepped up to the stairs leading to the cobblestone streets, putting her high heels back on after dusting the sand off. she climbed up the incline before inhaling and exhaling, taking just a moment to take in the scenery she missed. she had disappeared for quite a few months, not explaining to anyone why or where she was going. she just up and left, without a trace of her ever existing. she could see quite a few people she didn't recognize, wondering if they were new, having joined after her disappearance. marian smiled at them and waved, then continued on her trek.

she wasn't sure where she was going, but she just hoped that somebody who knew her would say hello.

[spoiler=//tags — updated ;; 09/01/21]
general
> marian monroe ;; mari
> female ;; she/her
> 23yrs ;; ages real time ;; july 9th
> the badlands

physical
> physical health ;; 90%
> minor injuries ;; n/a
> major injuries ;; n/a
> important things to note ;; n/a

appearance
> medium, curly blonde hair ; bright blue eyes ; average, thin shoulders and slightly wider hips ; 5'4" ; 240 lbs
> no body modifications
> always a dress, with matching gloves and shoes and lipstick
> lipstick ; a few switchblades ; a flask
> important things to note ;; n/a

personality
> very friendly and flirty ; comes across as aloof ; very smart and cunning ; booksmarts > streetsmarts ; forgetful
> alcoholism
> no tics

relationships
> she left her parents at a young age and does not remember them
> no siblings
> pansexual
> no crush/tbd

interaction/confrontation
> medium mentally | medium physically
> non-violent power play allowed
> will not attack/kill/maim/capture without asking the author
> do not kill/maim/capture without asking me (timothy)
> if you want to attack, use this colour (red) and underline it

misc importance
> "this is her talking." ;; speech is bolded
> this is her thinking ;; thoughts are in italics
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✯ she/her. badlands. medium. REF. BIO. ✯

#psychosocial.

[Shiloh !]

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SALEM

ENTRY #01

8.15.16

BL ENFORCER

[div style="borderwidth=0px; width: 333px; min-height: 347px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; font-size: 7pt; color: #000000; line-height: 99%;"]Salem had closed her shop for the day and was taking Jasper out for a walk when she spotted her. Like an angel straight from heaven, Marian looked just as pretty as she had when she'd first arrived, all that time ago.

Oh, the days where Salem's mind wasn't occupied by Teddy, or money, or Jasper. Salem still remembered how her gaze would follow the blonde as she walked down the street, longingly wishing to strike up a conversation. How things have changed: if she ever had a shot with Marian then, she doubted she would now that she had a child. She figured, even if nothing romantic could ever occur, it couldn't hurt to reintroduce herself. Would Marian even remember her?

"I'm Salem. This is Jasper. Welcome back." She shoved her one free hand into her pocket, scrounging around for a cigar. Once she found it, she extended it to Marian, a gesture she usually saved for those she trusted.

VITALS

> overall status: 100%

> physical status: stable.
> physical health: 100%
> physical afflictions: none yet.
> minor injuries: none yet.
> major injuries: none yet.

> mental status: stable.
> current status: stable.
> mental health: 100%
> mental illnesses: None
> mental damage: None

TAGS

━ ━xGENERAL
> Elisa Barone | "Salem"
> Female
> 24
━ ━xAPPEARANCE
>Human
> Dark brown hair that varies in shade, pale, blue green eyes.
> Carries at least 2 cigars at a time, a small handgun, and a small switchblade.
> tall, lanky and a bit awkward physically.
>
━ ━xABILITIES
> N/A
> N/A
━ ━xCONFRONTATION
> medium physically | easy/medium mentally
> non-violent power-play allowed
> no kill | request maim/capture
> ask to attack in bolded, underlined and italicized black
━ ━xRELATIONSHIPS
> Lionel King x Melissa Barone
> Son Jasper
> Half brother Rafe
> Half niece Gigi
> Cat Chrisanthymum "Chrissy"
>Bisexual | no crush
>
━ ━xOTHER
> this text + this color = this meaning

I'VE COME TOO FAR TO SEE THE END NOW

━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ even if my way is wrong

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[marian .]

MARIAN MONROE

✯ it's the god that heroin prays to ✯

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Marian seemed to just glide down the roads, waving at people as she passed by, her million-dollar smile wide as she passed people who seemed, if likely, confused, as to why she just reacted as if she had been here for ages, as if she had never left. She could see someone near by, and she watched out of the corner of her eye as said person seemed to hesitate. It didn't take the woman long to connect the dots that this person was closing their shop, and making her way over.

Marian turned her attention to this other woman when she came up, and she tilted her head, her eyes taking in Salem's appearance. A lot had changed about the woman since she had last seen her, so her brows lifted when she introduced herself. As if she had been struck with a blast of cold air, she froze in her spot, hand reaching up for the cigar before she blinked. Her eyes were wide, in her usual doe-eyed expression, though this time they mimicked surprise. Marian pulled the cigar out of Salem's hand and leaned forward, grabbing the woman and pulling her into a hug.

"Salem, my love." She exhaled, then leaned back, smiling. "It has been far too long, and..." Her eyes shifted down to the baby. "You've had a child?"

Marian shifted her posture so Salem couldn't see the look of disappointment that flashed across her face. If Salem had a child--which Marian was not disappointed about, as she loved children, and in fact smiled wide and wiggled her fingers to little Jasper--she knew it meant that the woman before her had to be with someone else. The blonde looked back up at Salem, eyes soft. She placed the cigar in her purse and gave Salem a little kiss on her cheek.

"It is just so nice to see you again."

[spoiler=//tags — updated ;; 09/01/21]
general
> marian monroe ;; mari
> female ;; she/her
> 23yrs ;; ages real time ;; july 9th
> the badlands

physical
> physical health ;; 90%
> minor injuries ;; n/a
> major injuries ;; n/a
> important things to note ;; n/a

appearance
> medium, curly blonde hair ; bright blue eyes ; average, thin shoulders and slightly wider hips ; 5'4" ; 240 lbs
> no body modifications
> always a dress, with matching gloves and shoes and lipstick
> lipstick ; a few switchblades ; a flask
> important things to note ;; n/a

personality
> very friendly and flirty ; comes across as aloof ; very smart and cunning ; booksmarts > streetsmarts ; forgetful
> alcoholism
> no tics

relationships
> she left her parents at a young age and does not remember them
> no siblings
> pansexual
> no crush/tbd

interaction/confrontation
> medium mentally | medium physically
> non-violent power play allowed
> will not attack/kill/maim/capture without asking the author
> do not kill/maim/capture without asking me (timothy)
> if you want to attack, use this colour (red) and underline it

misc importance
> "this is her talking." ;; speech is bolded
> this is her thinking ;; thoughts are in italics
[/spoiler]

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✯ she/her. badlands. medium. REF. BIO. ✯

#psychosocial.

[Shiloh !]

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SALEM

ENTRY #01

8.15.16

BL ENFORCER

[div style="borderwidth=0px; width: 333px; min-height: 347px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; font-size: 7pt; color: #000000; line-height: 99%;"]She recognizes me. It took Salem a moment to process Marian's question, instead hearing only "Salem, my love" and "it is just so nice to see you again." After a more than ample pause, Salem finally processed that Marian had asked about Jasper, who was currently babbling happily in Marian's direction.

"Yes, his name is Jasper. It's been hard, running the shop and taking care of him on my own," Salem searched her gaze for a reaction: subtelty wasn't her strong suit. "I'm glad that you're back."

VITALS

> overall status: 100%

> physical status: stable.
> physical health: 100%
> physical afflictions: none yet.
> minor injuries: none yet.
> major injuries: none yet.

> mental status: stable.
> current status: stable.
> mental health: 100%
> mental illnesses: None
> mental damage: None

TAGS

━ ━xGENERAL
> Elisa Barone | "Salem"
> Female
> 24
━ ━xAPPEARANCE
>Human
> Dark brown hair that varies in shade, pale, blue green eyes.
> Carries at least 2 cigars at a time, a small handgun, and a small switchblade.
> tall, lanky and a bit awkward physically.
>
━ ━xABILITIES
> N/A
> N/A
━ ━xCONFRONTATION
> medium physically | easy/medium mentally
> non-violent power-play allowed
> no kill | request maim/capture
> ask to attack in bolded, underlined and italicized black
━ ━xRELATIONSHIPS
> Lionel King x Melissa Barone
> Son Jasper
> Half brother Rafe
> Half niece Gigi
> Cat Chrisanthymum "Chrissy"
>Bisexual | no crush
>
━ ━xOTHER
> this text + this color = this meaning

I'VE COME TOO FAR TO SEE THE END NOW

━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ even if my way is wrong

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[✧ shepherd]

[align=center][div style="background=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 410px; text-align: justify; font-size: 7.5pt; line-height: 125%; font-family: arial; letter-spacing: 2px;"]what could he say? he was bored. he had only just become barely acquaintances with about three people, if he was going to make his new home here he might as well get on people's good side. speaking of the three people, he spotted both of them along with a total stranger. a beautiful stranger at that. shepherd waltzed up the the little group, lit cigarette hanging limply from between his teeth. he flashed a charming grin in both women's direction, then waving cheerfully at jasper.

taking the cigarette out of his mouth after a drag, shepherd tapped the end of it onto the ground. "well howdy there, ma'am. i see salem's got bunch'a more friends than she was willin' to tell me about, eh? the name's shepherd katz."

[marian .]

MARIAN MONROE

✯ it's the god that heroin prays to ✯

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Marian continued to wiggle her fingers at Jasper, her face scrunched in a smile as she entertained him. She looked back up at Salem when she spoke, taking in her expression while keeping her natural, soft doe-eyed expression. There was a hint of confusion, brows slightly pinched, as she tried to make sense of what the woman had meant, before she just looked back down at the baby. on her own? Had her partner died?

Marian had no clue who the father was, and wasn't sure if she was ready to know. Just as she opened her mouth to continue, another person appeared, this time a man. The blonde shifted her gaze to the other man and her smile faded for a moment; was this the father? it didn't quite make sense to the woman as shepherd introduced himself, eyes taking him in. He looked... well, Marian didn't know how to explain how this man looked.

"I'm Marian. Miss Salem... it was expected of her to not mention me." The blonde looked away for a moment, towards the beach. "I have just been...away."

[spoiler=//tags — updated ;; 09/01/21]
general
> marian monroe ;; mari
> female ;; she/her
> 23yrs ;; ages real time ;; july 9th
> the badlands

physical
> physical health ;; 90%
> minor injuries ;; n/a
> major injuries ;; n/a
> important things to note ;; n/a

appearance
> medium, curly blonde hair ; bright blue eyes ; average, thin shoulders and slightly wider hips ; 5'4" ; 240 lbs
> no body modifications
> always a dress, with matching gloves and shoes and lipstick
> lipstick ; a few switchblades ; a flask
> important things to note ;; n/a

personality
> very friendly and flirty ; comes across as aloof ; very smart and cunning ; booksmarts > streetsmarts ; forgetful
> alcoholism
> no tics

relationships
> she left her parents at a young age and does not remember them
> no siblings
> pansexual
> no crush/tbd

interaction/confrontation
> medium mentally | medium physically
> non-violent power play allowed
> will not attack/kill/maim/capture without asking the author
> do not kill/maim/capture without asking me (timothy)
> if you want to attack, use this colour (red) and underline it

misc importance
> "this is her talking." ;; speech is bolded
> this is her thinking ;; thoughts are in italics
[/spoiler]

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✯ she/her. badlands. medium. REF. BIO. ✯

#psychosocial.

[Shiloh !]

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SALEM

ENTRY #01

8.15.16

BL ENFORCER

[div style="borderwidth=0px; width: 333px; min-height: 347px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; font-size: 7pt; color: #000000; line-height: 99%;"]Salem's eyes stayed glued on Marian, even as Shep approached. She didn't even realize he was right next to her until he spoke. With a slight start, she glanced at the man, who introduced himself to Marian. Salem felt her cheeks flush pink when Shep claimed she hadn't mentioned Marian: it was true, though she didn't talk a lot about many people. She wasn't much of a gossip, and, truth be told, her life had become so tumultuous after Marian left she didn't have a spare moment to think about her.

"I'm sorry." Salem turned her gaze to the sky. It wasn't a phrase she said to many people, not unless she meant it. She knew that thinking about Marian or trying to reach out probably wouldn't have reaped any rewards, but wouldn't it have been great if it did? She wished she had tried to find her, convince her to come back to the Badlands, or better yet, run away together. Maybe then she wouldn't have gotten herself into so many fine messes.

She shook her head slightly and returned her gaze to Marian. There was no use in daydreaming: the past was the past, and the important thing was that Marian was back. Salem had a second chance to make things right.

VITALS

> overall status: 100%

> physical status: stable.
> physical health: 100%
> physical afflictions: none yet.
> minor injuries: none yet.
> major injuries: none yet.

> mental status: stable.
> current status: stable.
> mental health: 100%
> mental illnesses: None
> mental damage: None

TAGS

━ ━xGENERAL
> Elisa Barone | "Salem"
> Female
> 24
━ ━xAPPEARANCE
>Human
> Dark brown hair that varies in shade, pale, blue green eyes.
> Carries at least 2 cigars at a time, a small handgun, and a small switchblade.
> tall, lanky and a bit awkward physically.
>
━ ━xABILITIES
> N/A
> N/A
━ ━xCONFRONTATION
> medium physically | easy/medium mentally
> non-violent power-play allowed
> no kill | request maim/capture
> ask to attack in bolded, underlined and italicized black
━ ━xRELATIONSHIPS
> Lionel King x Melissa Barone
> Son Jasper
> Half brother Rafe
> Half niece Gigi
> Cat Chrisanthymum "Chrissy"
>Bisexual | no crush
>
━ ━xOTHER
> this text + this color = this meaning

I'VE COME TOO FAR TO SEE THE END NOW

━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ ━ even if my way is wrong

a small everyone. | beware hidden scrolling

[✧ shepherd]

[align=center][div style="background=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 430px; text-align: justify; font-size: 7.5pt; line-height: 125%; font-family: arial; letter-spacing: 2px;"]shepherd was confused by the energy that was in the air. and why did salem apologize? he raised an eyebrow and looked back at salem, his eyes asking if she was okay without him actually saying a word. to be honest, it wasn’t even his business. he just wanted to find salem and jasper so he could help lend a hand in watching the kid.

he flashed one last grin to marian and winked. “well welcome back, ma’am. i hope ya enjoy your stay back, and i do hope to see more of you,” he slid in that last part cheekily and charmingly. shepherd turned back to jasper and held up his hands. ”need me to watch little man while you catch up with your friend, miss salem?”