Post by eirinn on Sept 23, 2009 20:25:38 GMT -5
Éirinn's App
Log-in Name: Éirinn
Full Name: Éirinn Louise Harkin
Age: Twenty One.
Gender: Female.
Job Wanted: N/A.
Other Position wanted: Sort of a drifter. She’s IC looking for her brother.
Website: www.wix.com/eirinn/eirinn
Description: A dame decked in her daddys clothes; Éirinn was strange in more ways then one. Perched on the crest of her head was a felt derby hat. It was patched up and sun bleached but she wore it like the Queen would her crown. A feminine blouse of pale cream was ruffled down the front and partially concealed under the dark frock on her shoulders. Fading green suspenders were clipped securely onto her plain trousers. The woman she was could not be hidden in her layers; her auburn curls tumbled and bounced, her hazel eyes flashed with sarcasm and intrigue, and the subtle curves of her body banished any thoughts of the masculinity her attire implied. Her hands were adorned in iron rings and a pair of fingerless gloves. Completing the façade was an ivory cane wedged in the crook of her elbow and a withered guitar that was slung on her back; two strings of six snapped.
Example of RP: Zafirah strolled down the hallways; her movements as buoyant as water. The only sound was the soft swishing her clothing made and the faint echoes of her bare feet. Arriving in the Central Courtyard she spotted Sabiya. Deftly maneuvering around the pond Zaf settled into a rigid position. “Sabiya,” She greeted her sister with an icy undertone, “I thought you’d be off doing laundry or something else of little importance.”
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