A Year in Review

Winter was her time to breathe in reprieve. Everyone always commented about how the fall was too short - for Bobbie it was too long and her least favorite season of all. Once the world had finished it’s decay to it’s winter bones, it felt a quieter place. Everything slows down with the Earth’s rotation and brings frigid death to the year passing. And what better way to send it off than in lights, streamers and with everyone chanting away it’s final seconds?

Standing alone with a freshly cut and decorated pine, it’s white lights blinking softly and bathing a warm glow unto her - she thinks good riddance to twenty-twenty one. A year which she spent the better half of staring at reinforced cement walls. Pacing the small eight by eight patch of floor like the caged animal she was. Trying to tell herself just six more months. Six more months and she would have that clean slate people talked about. The second chance people begged for at night. Her sentence could’ve been a hell of a lot longer, she could’ve been in here the rest of her life if they had the proof to back it up. She just hoped her release date would come sooner than the impending fracture of her psyche.

It didn’t.

Once her release date came, they threw her out with clipped wings and partially malnourished. Freedom turned out to have a lonely view. Trying to fall back into her old self, Bobbie came to realize that she didn’t fit the mold anymore. Something was different, something that wasn’t there before and though as quietly and subtly as it was when it’d woven into her fabrics, it became known in her head. No amount of alcohol or recreational use helped in her efforts to pick up where she’d left off and for the first time in her life she was truly scared. In her desperation for answers it only made it worse; learning just how far the statistics for people like her were stacked against her. Forcing her to take a good, long hard look at the road she was coming down and what laid ahead. She was already fighting the odds, miraculously outliving the statistics by making it to her thirties but on the other edge of the sword it wasn’t likely she’d see another decade. What could she say, she panicked at the thought.

Bringing her eyes to a close, Bobbie knew she wanted to go out with more than just repeated years of what she’d grown to regret. She wanted to do things she hadn’t yet. She wanted to feel things she’d been denied and she had a lot of feeling to do. Her eyes closed to the lights’ hypnotic dance, banishing the warmth from them to stop the degrading tears before they could form.

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Anton Pleskov

Fuck this asshole.

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Eloise Sloane

To pass time, Bobbie listens to one of the local podcasters talk about true crimes. While she liked the show and it made her day go faster when she was working, she’d never want to be apart of them. She quickly learns how Eloise isn’t to be underestimated when she’s first approached and asked to share about all the shady, illegal things she’d gotten into while living in New Orleans. Of course her first answer is a big, “fuck no.” Eloise instead threatens to just make things up then, putting Bobbie’s pride in the fire now and goading her into doing it.

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Iris Moore

For survival reasons, Bobbie agreed to roommate accommodations since she hadn’t enough money to her name to pay rent on her own at the moment. It’s an unbearable adjustment because Iris is just so. Girly. Anytime Bobbie looks put together like a full on lady you can thank Iris.

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Raven

When Bobbie landed in Seattle with the intentions of joining The Organization, she wasn’t aware that she would have a shadow. To Raven’s credit, she managed to keep up with Bobbie and find her eventually when she’d purposely give her slip. Not that she was hard to miss with a wingspan of tattoos, bright red hair and face full of freckles. It was annoying to be followed, more so annoying to be followed without supposing to know about it. It led to a few face to face altercations and verbal spats. Raven is just doing her job, Bobbie was making it difficult as if she had a choice. After being accepted and branded, they butt heads like rivaling siblings and can get pretty heated, but is harmless and just for fun.

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Mandi Torrance

Hired to fix a wall, Bobbie shows up at Mandi’s place of business and is led downstairs where the damage was done. As the project becomes more than just a drywall patch up, she knew the rotting smell wasn’t going to be pretty. Three dead bodies stowed away in the wall has Mandi flipping out and promising she had nothing to do with it. Bobbie, disgusted but not undetermined to make some extra cash, offers to help her get rid of them discretely for more money. Not really caring if she put them there or not.

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Mick Baker

Years ago, at a roadside dive bar somewhere in Arizonia, Bobbie and the rest of the Mongrels MC pulled up into the parking lot for a break before they continued home. As the guys got slammed and rowdy, Bobbie is still trying to figure out what exactly she saw in the parking lot. Some man and a small child sitting outside like they were lurking in the dark. Soon, she sees the child walk in without the man he was with and looking around like he was lost and about to cry. The rest of the Mongrels don’t notice him and almost trample him, leaving Bobbie to be his pick. He tries to get her to come outside but instead, she orders him some mozzarella sticks and makes him sit down. The man eventually comes in and Bobbie takes one close up hard look at him and can see he’s a psycho. Not shocked to find out the boy is dead years later when she crosses him in Sanctum, taking it somewhat personally, she doesn’t give him a chance to live it down.

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Vincent Stark

Where to even start. Vinny and Bobbie were caught up at a bar, getting on each other’s nerves outside, drunk off their asses and some van just pulled up and threw the both of them inside. Even in the midst of being kidnapped, they’re bickering. When it comes to light that they assume Bobbie to be his girlfriend and plan to use her as leverage in order to get his money, Bobbie slugs Vincent to prove that she’s definitely not with the silver spooned rich boy. But it’s too soon to tell if this was a good idea or not.

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Thomas Raferty

Tom and Bobbie crossed paths before she landed her five year prison sentence. They were friends, which meant a lot to Bobbie Walker because she made more enemies than she ever did friends. After sentencing, it was like Thomas fell off the face of the Earth. As the years ticked on with no visit, he became part of her bitter seedlings. When her release date came she was shocked to see him waiting for her outside. He took her into to town for a good meal and let her crash for a few days. Wise to be weary of him now, Bobbie woke up to an apartment. Without word or warning, he was gone again and she had no idea where. She didn’t expect to see him in Sanctum, a very big, vocal part of her wants to wring out his neck and it shows with her hostile attitude. The other, small and silent part, just wants to be taken in again and keep one living, friend. Just one.

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