EP: Kate Barlow | Main Bar, Library (age spell plot)

[ikissdhimbck]

It had been a quiet day for Kate when the loud BWA-BOOOOOOOM shook the bar. She'd just settled down after her nightly chores in the stables, easing the tension out of her back in an armchair by the fire, sipping on a hot tea with bourbon in.

(It's getting close to All Hallows' Eve, and that's making her anxious.)

However, she didn't have all that long to think about the approaching holiday before she was seeing the room from an even lower vantage point, face scrunched in distaste at the liquor on her tongue. She blinked at the teacup and quickly set it down, jumped to her feet, and looked around the strange room.

" ... Daddy?"

Kate Barlow, aged twelve, was off in search of her father.

What she found instead were the libraries.


Now, far calmer, a young Kate sits amid a pile of books, occasionally sweeping cautious glances around the room. She's finding the words of Jules Verne to be a comfort at present. Clearly she slipped and bumped her head during chores, or stumbled onto a glorious vessel somewhere in deep space. She isn't quite sure what to make of it right now, but anywhere with an endless supply of science fiction can't be all that bad.


[ooc: open forever! you may find Kate in the library or the main bar. if your character wants to be in on a heist, they can take this opportunity to meet Kate. the actual heist will happen in a later post, so it's not required you tag this one (I'll update all interested parties once it's all in place). if you'd like me to send Kate round to one of your posts, just let me know!

tiny!tag: age spell plot]

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[ikissdhimbck]

Kate stifles a squeal of excitement. She's always wanted to be like one of the outlaws in her serials; this is her chance.

"All right, let's get to work then. First, we better scout everythin' out; they say that's the most important. Then we might need to get a posse together."

[redintheledger]

"Is a posse a group?"

Pause.

Then, barely a whisper, "I need to hide my book. It's important."

[ikissdhimbck]

She nods enthusiastically.

"Your posse's your gang, an' they're always watchin' your back. You never leave a man behind. I'll watch your back if you watch mine."

And, dropping her voice to match:

"We need a hideout, too. Someplace we can keep things safe. Um — you could hide it with my books, till we find one?"

[redintheledger]

"I'll absolutely watch your back! Promise!"

And then she nods quickly.

"Sure. I think that is a plan."

[ikissdhimbck]

Kate beams — a rare sight for the twelve year old who, whenever in public, is stern and headstrong.

"I promise I'll watch yours, too. Let's put your book on the bottom shelf here, and I'll stack mine around it. No one will see it there."

[redintheledger]

Carefully, she puts the book on the shelf, watching as Katherine puts her books around it. Good. She can work out what it means after the Liberation.

"So, I think we need to plan, carefully. Do you want scout first?"

[ikissdhimbck]

She dusts her hands on her white skirts, proud of their handiwork thus far.

"Yes, let's. I'm, um. I'm hungry."

She grins sheepishly.

"Can we discuss our plans over tea?"

Just like Jesse James. Yes.

[redintheledger]

"Food is vitally important."

Beat.

"Tea and pancakes."

Food for revolutionaries, when there is plotting and liberation afoot.

"Do you have your tea with jam, or sugar? Because with strawberry jam, it's best..."