Game RP The Fallen's Roses (RedCoat)

Marron took her time, every layer of luxury she took away and hung up feeling like she was stripping away something of herself. The jewelry going in a box, her heart rate spiking, the dress sliding on a mannequin, making her skin crawl and itch with tension. The shies putting her back in the dust. And struping the make up off dimming her true shine. Her chest tightened as she looked at herself, her eyes stinging, reddening, her hands gripping the water basin, nearly smashing it inti the wall if her impulse had its way.....but she dig her fingers inti her palms as she stepped back, her hands forcing themselves tinstop shaking. She dressed herself slowly in her dark clothing, her leather coat , her boots, steeling herself again in her numbing rage.
 
As Marron disrobed, Lazuli offered her help, assisting with the removal of the dress and placing it onto the Mannequin, gently wiping off the makeup and generally making herself useful as she tried to mollify Marrons anger, hoping that by generally being involved she'd help her sister calm down.
 
Marron scowled to herself as she saw the young man. She had shut him down, quite harshly in the past as well. When she was much less...long term in her way of thinking. When sge just e joked lashing out abd hurting someone the second her vision tinged with red. She walked towards him.
 
But even with that historical shut out, he'd remained cordial to her, even offering her a few free items here and there. And even now, as she approached him he looked up and met her with a wide, wide smile, placing the box he'd been lifting onto the table infront of her "Oh, Hey Marron. Been a while since you or Laz've been round here. Everything okay?"
 
"Oh, Business is good. Nothing compared to some, but it keeps a roof over my head and food in my hands." He replied, even as he started to unpack the box, a few trinkets added to the general bustle on the table "Still, you never come for the small talk. How can I help you today?"
 
He turned his head, catching sight of a guard on patrol before speaking "Right. Well, a Fence I can get you in the next few days. Picket, or plain panelling?" He asked, even as he turned to grab another box down, one that contained almost all of the things she'd normally ask for, much to her probably annoyance that he had the care to know her patterns "I can do you this stuff for 200 Finns."
 
"Ah. One of those Fences. That will take time..." He replied, even as he turned slightly, picking up a few extra items from the stall and lifting the boxes lid, adding a few sweets to it, using her distraction in counting her money to do it secretly.
 
"Hey, don't..." He bit his lip, noting another guard on patrol, then another as he slipped the coins off the boxes lid "Whatever you did earlier has the guards riled... Least, I'm assuming its related to your fence needs..." He murmured softly, even as he held the box down for a moment "Stay here and chat until they've moved on..."
 
He sighed as she spoke, shaking his head slightly before leaning in "Marron, what did you do?" He asked softly, ignoring her abrasive attitude for now "I can't middleman for you if you did something to bring too much heat. No Fences in the city will even dare, when the guards are this riled up."
 
He narrowed his own eyes, leaning forwards in tandem, his nose mere centimetres from hers "Marron, you can't keep doing shit like this... If you get caught, it's not just you going down, Lazuli will go down with you. She might not end up in jail, but it might end up worse. I'd ask if you could live with yourself if she ended up at the Golden cat, but by that point you'd be executed for all the murders..."
 

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