01-30-2020, 03:40 AM
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Tea was... alright, she guessed. Nothing special. Nothing worth getting up in arms about. What a lousy Brit she'd have made in 1773, huh? She waved a hand when the NPC offered her some, silently refusing. It wasn't worth mustering up the effort to actually say no, or its more polite counterpart, no thank you. Even thinking it was too much.Now the shit that Rory was laying down, that she could get behind. The drunker a drink got her, the more valid it was. "I'll have some of that shit." She chimed in, sitting down to wolf down some eggs. She suppressed a snicker at William's jibe at Elwin, then turned to look at Calvin. "You're sick, right? Don't get me sick." She leaned over her breakfast protectively.
//this is like really truly bad but I'm really truly hungry
[spoiler=——& INFORMATION ——& UPDATED JANUARY 26TH, 2020]—& Evelyn Stirling * Cis Female * She/Her * 26-27 y/o * Heterosexual
—& Single * No crushes * No maybe crushes * Not actively looking
—& Richard Stirling and Faith Breslin * Younger sister of Peter Stirling
—& Loyal to the Stirling family * Regular member of Flintlock Lodge
—& ON THE JOB: cold * distant * calculating * impatient * unamused
—& OFF THE JOB: warm * lively * friendly * goofy * lazy * expressive
—& Long dark brown hair * Gray eyes * 5'8" * FC is Alexis Knapp
—& Skilled with firearms * Always armed * Medium-Hard difficulty
—& Attack in bold underlined #7282C2 and @/EVELYN STIRLING
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KISS, BANG