@Lil-Owl, YES PLZ JOIN
1920's roleplay!
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Here's my character bio
Name: Gabriel de La Fontaine
Home country: France, moved to America
Occupation: soldier in training, but also ;) secretly an alcohol smuggler
Appearance: sandy blond hair, usually kept combed and gelled back. A more round jawline, but not so much so that he looks feminine; powdery blue eyes. Is around 5'7.
Delilah softened, letting herself be enveloped by Jack, "I lived in Kansas. Talk about an unnoticed place."
A pair of mellow topaz eyes flickered over the faces of the crowd, seated against the wall with his arms crossed. Gabriel preferred not to talk much, really.. he wasn't sure why his criminal comrades had sent him here in the first place.
Alicia looked up to the stage in sadness, she blinked slowly as she imagined herself up there, dressed up pretty in makeup and an expensive dress; letting her voice flood the venue while people stare in awe of her.
Jack hugged her tightly for a brief moment, "Why does love have a way of hurting people?"
"Ma'am," a voice pierced Alicia's daydreaming, a blind-haired man approaching her, "Can you point me to if this place has any refreshments or not?"
Alicia looked up at him, "oh! its over there, sugar." She said, her finger aiming towards the bar she had drank from earlier.
"Thank you," he laughed semi-awkwardly, heading that way and hiding his hands in his pockets.
Gabriel ordered just a water, tping his fingers on the table surface as a nervous tick.
Alicia got up and ordered herself another drink at the bar, standing next to the boy she assisted.
Alicia saw the boy order, 'why would he order water at a bar? im not even twenty one and ordering alcohol.' she thought, taking a sip from her drink.
Gabriel glanced at her, but promptly averted his gaze.
'why's he being so awkward? this is the best place to make friends.' Alicia thought, taking a sip of her drink and looking back at him.
He hesitantly took a drink of his own glass of water, nonsensically making the awkward pause midway to his mouth to avoid the two drinking at the exact same time. Which, still.. would have been no less awkward to him.
Alicia's eyes met his for a second and she smiled warmly, trying to let him know he could loosen up a bit.
He blinked, and as if he heard her say it aloud, he nodded slightly and let his tensed shoulders relax a little. He pushed his thumb along the condensated surface of his glass, leaving a clear trail against the dewy fog.
((sure!
"see your loosening up." Alicia laughed a little bit, looking at the man finally let loose his tension.
Hashbrown walked with Rosa, but she was avoiding Rosa at the same time
He finally smiled a little, "I don't come to parties much," he admitted with a quiet laugh, fixing his dark green coat.
"you should," Alicia replied, "I can see you more often."
"Why would you want to see me, specifically?" He interested with a curt smile, sipping his water.
Alicia took a small sip of her drink and giggled, "i dont know, youre kinda cute."
"cute?" He squinted, but on the contrary his lips twitched with a flattered grin. He let his natural French accent thicken, for amusement mostly, "Why do you flatter me, chérie? We barely know one another," he poised his tone as a sort of a challenge— as if, in the undertone of context, I dare to see how well you can get to know me in one measly evening.
Alicia smirked at the man, opening her stained lips once more, "well, lets start knowing. My names Alicia."
"Gabriel." He answered on his own behalf, "Or Gabe, if you please."
"Gabe… I like it. what do you do Gabe?" She inquired, finishing off her drink. She fiddles with her lipstick and reapplied the faded layer to her berry red lips.
"For a job?" He tilted his head, "If any sherriff asks, I'm an office worker," he smiled a little bit.