“i am thinking now of grief, and of getting past it; i feel my boots trying to leave the ground, i feel my heart pumping hard. i want to think again of dangerous and noble things. i want to be light and frolicsome. i want to be improbable beautiful and afraid of nothing,    as though i had wings.”

starlings in winter, mary oliver

FLETCHER FUCKING BARRETT.

KEY WORDS
Arrogant, bullheaded, cantankerous, cynical, greedy, irritable, jealous, leering, prideful, pugnacious, sleazy, surly, violent, volatile.

❝   don’t let fletcher’s age or her stature fool you; she’s a scrappy old cat who’s been around the block and then some, and she’s forgotten more about how to make an airship sing than most will ever know.

   race.        Miqo’te (Bozjan-born, with Hrothgar heritage)
   GENDER.        Trans woman (she/her)
   AGE.        somewhere in her mid-50s; aging ungracefully
   HEIGHT.      ㅤ5'2" / 157 cm
   BUILD.        Diminutive and wiry, with lean muscle
   VOICE.        Boyish, scratchy, with a smoker’s edge
   ACCENT.        Bozjan, beneath a miasma of Ul’dahn drawl
   GAIT.        unsteady, limping; sometimes uses a cane
   DETAILS.        heavily scarred, bad left eye, tattooed, short tail

   COMBAT STYLE.        Bare-knuckle brawler, retired marksman, proficient with gunblades.

   at work.        Mechanic, engineer, airship pilot
   specialties.        Airships, manacutters and more; from routine maintenance to custom builds, no questions asked.

   at play.        Local drunk, gambler, shiftless layabout
   status.        Divorced; prone to situationships


MOTIFS
Birds, cloudy skies, distant thunder, engine grease, jagged metal, windswept plains, floating crystal, aching bones, memories fogged around the edges.
SCENTS
Whiskey, gasoline, engine exhaust, the crackling of ozone, fogweed smoke, oncoming rain, hot metal, gunpowder, blood.

HOOKS.

   LOCALES:ㅤ   

  • the old mechanic’s workshop on Pearl Lane.

  • Ul’dah and its surrounding regions.

  • clients, wherever they may be.

  • Gambling & pleasure halls.

  • Your local watering hole.

  • The wide open skies.

  • Wherever violence comes cheap.

   ENGAGES:ㅤ   

  • Barflies, addicts & gamblers.

  • Clients & business contacts.

  • Criminals, or those willing to turn a blind eye.

  • Gearheads & speed freaks.

  • Violence enthusiasts.

  • Beautiful women. (Sorry.)

  • You, perhaps. Got a light?

   AVOIDS:ㅤ   

  • Authority figures.

  • Law enforcement.

  • Goody-two-shoes & snitches.

  • People who like to ask personal questions.

  • Nobility of any stripe.

  • Bozjan expats.

  • Children. Eugh.

i.

A PEERLESS ENGINEER.


MANACUTTER gone on the fritz? Want someone to build you an AIRSHIP from the ground up? Got some business lined up that’s less than reputable, and need a MECHANIC who won’t ask questions? Head to the old warehouse on Pearl Lane and ask for Barrett. She’ll get you set up quicker than you can say “Garlond who?”, but buyer beware, her rates aren’t cheap. You get what you pay for, as they say, and a cat’s gotta eat!


iv.

STRAY CAT STRUT.


By all accounts Barrett’s “retired”, but her name’s still worth a gil or two in Ul’dah’s CRIMINAL UNDERGROUND. Have you ever made use of her services as a getaway driver or smuggler, or found yourself staring down the barrel of her gun? If you’ve got a tempting enough prospect, she can be bought— running a shop is fine, sure, but civilian life is so boring, and these gambling debts aren’t gonna pay themselves off.

ii.

PUT IT ALL ON RED.


Everyone’s got VICES, and Fletcher has more than most; over the years she’s developed a respectful appreciation for Ul’dah’s pleasure industry, a healthy enthusiasm for gambling, and a dependence on fondness for drugs and alcohol— alongside a mountain of debt, a list of seedy contacts as long as your arm, and plenty of enemies. But she can still stop anytime she wants, obviously. Not that it’s any of your business.


v.

A HOLE IN THE EARTH.


Her accent’s gone a bit muddled after decades away, but Fletcher’s BOZJAN roots might still shine through to a keen ear— or failing that, her colorful arsenal of Bozjan curses might give you a hint. They’re the only clue you’ll get, at any rate; Fletcher’s not keen to talk about her past, and calls herself UL’DAHN when pressed. And if pressed further, she’ll just tell you to fuck yourself. You’ve still got questions? Good luck!

iii.

ON A HAIR-TRIGGER.


Fletcher’s a scrappy old cat who’s been around the block more times than she can count, so she’s no stranger to FIGHTING, for money or otherwise… though, these days, it’s usually otherwise. She is, to put it nicely, a massive fucking cunt, and her notoriously FOUL TEMPER is always getting her into trouble. Piss her off enough and she’ll be just thrilled to wrap her hands around your neck.


vi.

AETHERSICK.


To those able to perceive it, Fletcher’s AETHERPOOL is notably too shallow; not only is she unable to manipulate aether on even the most basic level, what little still remains within seems near stagnant. Even to those without aether sensitivities, it’s not hard to tell Fletcher spends most of her waking hours in some amount of PAIN. Whatever the cause, it looks as if it’s had its claws in her for a very long time.

Additional NSFW art can be viewed here.

GALLERY.

OOC.

»      thanks for reading!    my name is red, and I’m a dyke in my 30s based in the central US timezone (utc-6). I’m usually available on evenings and weekends, and I prefer my writing partners to be   over 21.  »     IC is not OOC.   you know the drill by now, I hope: OOC communication expected, OOC consent respected. fletcher can be a massive cunt but I never want to overstep or hurt feelings OOC; if I do, please tell me!»     I am not interested in writing romance storylines or ERP with strangers at this time.   Fletcher’s certainly a bit of a sleaze, but anything our characters feel inclined to get up to will have to happen off-screen. sorry!»   I love goofy one-offs and slice-of-life just as much as longer character-driven storylines, and darker themes are a-OK as long as we work it out beforehand— though I’d like for us to have rapport OOC first. that said, if you’ve got an idea, throw me a pitch! I love nothing more than to put this bitch into situations™.»      content warning:    If themes of addiction, violence and self-medication via substance abuse are a trigger for you, writing with Fletcher might not be a good fit for anything other than casual venue RP— no hard feelings!