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[CW] Father, look, I'm dying...
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Age: 16 (27 April 1878)
Occupation: Fisherman's daughter
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[Content warning: Reference to child marriage]

It was early in the evening, and Alice was running through the streets and yards and barely watching where she was going. She was crying once again. After father had brought her home from the station, a fight had ensued - that was, father had shouted at her, and had tried to talk sense into her, and Alice had withdrawn into herself more and more, until she had suddenly started crying and had run out once more. She didn't know where she was going. She had nowhere to go after all. 

Alice turned a corner and bumped into someone.
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Sommelier who Hates Wine

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Age: 54
Occupation: Traveling Wine Salesman
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Someone's crate, to be precise. There was the chatter of glass hitting glass from within, though it didn't sound as though anything broke.

"Sorry, ma'am."

A tall man in a tophat and glasses looked down at her and frowned.

"Miss, are you alright?"
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Age: 16 (27 April 1878)
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Alice fell back and grasped in pain and shock. Her chest and shoulder hurt, and she knew they were going to be bruised from the collision. She looked up and grasped once more. Then she quickly stumbled to her feet, giving the gentleman a fearful look. He looked like he was from far off lands - hardly the first she had seen, since ships from all over the world might stop at Whitby - and a gentleman too, judging by his clothes. "I am, ser. I'm so sorry. I hope I didn't break owt. I'm so very sorry." And please don't shout at me or make me pay for anything or become aggressive. she thought. At least she had forgotten her other troubles for a moment, going into the familiar crawling mode she had been taught to adopt before her betters.
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Sommelier who Hates Wine

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Pronouns: He/Him
Age: 54
Occupation: Traveling Wine Salesman
Plotter: Here.
Height: 6'0"
Registered: Jan 2020

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Ropati's brow furrowed in concern, staring down past his crate for his arms were too full to offer a hand.

"They survived the seven seas," he said, smiling in hopes that it showed he meant no harm. "I think they can take a collision or two."

He continued to peer down with concern. There were plenty of things that could put a woman in fear, and she seemed unusually flustered ...

"You're sure you're alright, ma'am?"
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Age: 16 (27 April 1878)
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Surprisingly she wasn't shouted at. Alice was used to the wealthier inhabitants and visitors to the town seeing her as some lower creature who was in their way. She hadn't expected this man to be so easy about it. Even less to show concern. "Aye ser..." she said, though now that her senses came back, her chest and shoulder started hurting more. She was trembling. Her face was still wet, but the tears had stopped for a moment. She stepped aside so that he could pass and lowered her head. "I am truly sorry." She leaned back against the wall because she felt dizzy and faint all of a sudden.
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