In the Old West town of Bloodwater, Texas:

Where the supernatural is as usual as a dust storm. Where a vampire runs the brothel and shifters fill important municipal positions, there are still humans who have found their way there for— various and sundry reasons.

Hattie Fitzpatrick took the train in, dressed in as many of her put-together fineries as possible and carrying far too much luggage, a letter of recommendation in her bosom from her previous employer in Dublin.

She had her reasons for being all the way in America, all the way in Texas, all the way to Bloodwater. And she didn’t stop moving till she had reached the brothel and handed over her letter. And with a smile and a bit of her sass and that lovely Irish lilt? Well. She was hired on.

And now she carries on as a favored employee, a companion who is often seen in the saloon or the brothel or about town as she pleases. She seems to do things about that way— as she pleases— seems to find things go her way when she sets her terms and negotiates. She has assets, after all.

Trigger Warning: Worker (consensual), Old West dangers, possible frontier violence.

All romantic and sexual relationships are grown-up aged and consensual.