EvelienLocalArtist
In a drawer full of knives you're the spoon.
"Ask her yourself!" Donahue said clearly annoyed but he let them lead him away anyway.
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Fantasy Descendants of the Curse
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EvelienLocalArtist
In a drawer full of knives you're the spoon.
(What is Phiona's power?)
Valjean24601
One Thousand Club
((Hey I'm travelling around Europe for the next week so I won't be able to answer regularly.))
((I'm not sure--- electricity?))
((I'm not sure--- electricity?))
Valjean24601
One Thousand Club
Gaston frowned and rubbed his thumb over his knuckles.
"I hadn't realized that. Forgive me."
The coven leader looked down at his palms and sighed deeply. He worried for his son as well, however that was simply how the boy was and now he wished to be with his aunt and his mother.
"I hadn't realized that. Forgive me."
The coven leader looked down at his palms and sighed deeply. He worried for his son as well, however that was simply how the boy was and now he wished to be with his aunt and his mother.
EvelienLocalArtist
In a drawer full of knives you're the spoon.
(Ooo~ fancy! Also I like the idea of electricity it could be cool.)
Phiona smiled gently. "You don't need to apologize Mr. Forticoven, I should have clarified, but at the same time you didn't seem to want to be in there any more than I did so I understand your eagerness to be out of there." She said looking back at the room knowing it would be odd if they just walked back in there, so instead she started walking down the hall. "The sun is still out for a bit, care to join me for some fresh air?" She asked looking over her shoulder back at Gaston.
Phiona smiled gently. "You don't need to apologize Mr. Forticoven, I should have clarified, but at the same time you didn't seem to want to be in there any more than I did so I understand your eagerness to be out of there." She said looking back at the room knowing it would be odd if they just walked back in there, so instead she started walking down the hall. "The sun is still out for a bit, care to join me for some fresh air?" She asked looking over her shoulder back at Gaston.
EvelienLocalArtist
In a drawer full of knives you're the spoon.
(What color are Gaston's eyes? Gold, silver, blue, green?)
Valjean24601
One Thousand Club
((I think his were an amber colour if I remember correctly?))
Gaston nodded. She was right he was eager to be out of that room. No matter how often he had helped his mother as a boy or had watched Mary heal or had managed his own burns when he was at the village smithy, the sight of the ill and broken rattled him greatly. He disliked blood and even did not handle his children's scrapes and bumps when they were young let alone have to organize the healing of two mangled bodies. His heart shuddered to think of Lottie's and Fredric's conditions.
To think of Phiona in sunlight however, cleared his mind. Her eyes, her hair, the bow of her lips illuminated as such would be brilliant he imagined and he followed the young witch diligently down the hall.
Gaston nodded. She was right he was eager to be out of that room. No matter how often he had helped his mother as a boy or had watched Mary heal or had managed his own burns when he was at the village smithy, the sight of the ill and broken rattled him greatly. He disliked blood and even did not handle his children's scrapes and bumps when they were young let alone have to organize the healing of two mangled bodies. His heart shuddered to think of Lottie's and Fredric's conditions.
To think of Phiona in sunlight however, cleared his mind. Her eyes, her hair, the bow of her lips illuminated as such would be brilliant he imagined and he followed the young witch diligently down the hall.
Valjean24601
One Thousand Club
Sabella was having the best time. The gash on her head seemed to be a distant memory at this point as she was shown a den in which she could stay, scrubbed head to toe with oils and and fresh, clean water, the top of her short cut hair braided back to allow easy access for the shewolve's healers to treat the scrapes on her forehead. The shewolves here all treated one another with respect in their forest dens and hideouts and they treated her with the same respect. They dressed her in a clean, blue linen shirt and dark brown trousers, tied up around her waist and painted lines red and orange and brown across her cheeks and nose. This was explained as a sort of healing mark that would help her to heal. It was a strange practice and she felt no harm in it, in fact she seemed to feel immensely better.
A ruckus soon interrupted her thoughts as the shewolves in the clearing outside the den she was staying in began to shout and jeer and Sabella emerged to see what was the matter. She should've guessed it would be Donahue, she should've thought of Donahue but hadn't. She couldn't help but grin at how miserable he looked being escorted by the shewolves, more importantly being insulted by a bunch of shewolves, something she doubt had ever happened to him before.
"Nice of you to join me," Sabella smirked as he approached,"what took you so long?"
A ruckus soon interrupted her thoughts as the shewolves in the clearing outside the den she was staying in began to shout and jeer and Sabella emerged to see what was the matter. She should've guessed it would be Donahue, she should've thought of Donahue but hadn't. She couldn't help but grin at how miserable he looked being escorted by the shewolves, more importantly being insulted by a bunch of shewolves, something she doubt had ever happened to him before.
"Nice of you to join me," Sabella smirked as he approached,"what took you so long?"
EvelienLocalArtist
In a drawer full of knives you're the spoon.
Phiona nodded walking out of the mansion and into the back garden of the coven where healing herbs, flowers, and roots grew plentiful along with an almost maze like field of shrubbery and hedges easy to get lost in. The sunlight casting onto it created an enchantingly whimsical scene that was tainted only by the ruined rumble that lay in a pile to be cleared away tomorrow, the day after the funeral. It was a sobering reminder the Belladonna was gone. Looking back at Gaston she was surprised he was so calm. She knew she would be devastated if she lost a parent, but remembering that everyone grieves differently so she let it go. "Has Jacques ever taken a liking to anyone?" She asked entering the maze of shrubbery, deciding to ask another question that was on her mind. She knew she and Jacques were close friends, but she saw no hope the formation of a real relationship there, but she didn't know if Jacques felt the same or differently or if he had ever felt anything toward anyone.
EvelienLocalArtist
In a drawer full of knives you're the spoon.
"Join you?! Where the hell were you, who are these people?! I was worried sick trying to find you because I thought you were dead yet here you are practically one of them while I'm being fucking dragged around like a beaten dog?!" He was at first relieved she was okay but to then see the smug look on her face as she looked down at him made him furious. "Not even god damn male wolves treat the opposite sex this badly!" He exclaimed with disgust remembering his first encounter with these shewolves.
(Also... YOU'RE BACK! How'd it go?)
(Also... YOU'RE BACK! How'd it go?)
Valjean24601
One Thousand Club
"My son... he does not take at all to many, nor has anyone taken to him." Gaston replied as he strode down the garden path behind her, purposefully stepping into the deeper brush to avoid looking st the charred rubble in which his mother had died. The shadows stretched longer here and lingered across his face and cheeks, the inky black of his curls hooding his eyes further, soft lips and amber eyes peeking out from soft shadows.
"However, he does consider you a friend no doubt."
"However, he does consider you a friend no doubt."
Valjean24601
One Thousand Club
((I'm back! It was amazing!))
Sabella laughed as did the other shewolves, they whispered quietly to eachother and chuckeled.
"Aye, do they not? I recall being bashed about the head this morning by the opposite sex."
Sabella cocked an eyebrow at him and put her hands on her hips.
Sabella laughed as did the other shewolves, they whispered quietly to eachother and chuckeled.
"Aye, do they not? I recall being bashed about the head this morning by the opposite sex."
Sabella cocked an eyebrow at him and put her hands on her hips.
EvelienLocalArtist
In a drawer full of knives you're the spoon.
"And I him." Phiona said the heels of her shoes sinking into the soft earth as she walked causing her to stagger a bit. "It is a pity that it is only I though, I would imagine if he was allowed to take classes with the other students he might open up more and have more friends." She said remembering her and Fredric's conversation from earlier as she turned to face Gaston almost falling back as her heel sunk in but she caught herself letting out a small yelp and giggled with embarrassment. "Why is he so isolated? And why am I the only one you are comfortable having be his friend? Is it not odd for a male of courting age to be friends with a woman?" She asked trying to regain her composure thinking the issue had nothing to do with magic.
EvelienLocalArtist
In a drawer full of knives you're the spoon.
Donahue frowned at her. "That, like being kidnapped by a bunch of hypocritic she wolves, was an unforeseen occurrence that saved you from which by the way..." He started then froze as he looked up at her neck. "Where's the pouch?" He asked terrified that she lost it or that it was stolen.
Valjean24601
One Thousand Club
Gaston was quick to be at her side, one hand resting at her waist and the other ever so gently taking her hand. Almost as if catching her were a dance rather than saving her from sinking ever deeper into the soft, mossy dirt of the garden.
He lead her backwards from the dirt, his back brushing up against a large expanse of exotic flora his mother had grown.
"Jacques is different, very much so. He has grown differently and flourished differently. Jacques will not court any woman, though his mother and I may wish it, he will not. We have tried," Gaston lowered his voice softly as if scared his son would hear even so far away,"however our loyal coven members care not to offer up their daughters to court my estranged spawn."
He lead her backwards from the dirt, his back brushing up against a large expanse of exotic flora his mother had grown.
"Jacques is different, very much so. He has grown differently and flourished differently. Jacques will not court any woman, though his mother and I may wish it, he will not. We have tried," Gaston lowered his voice softly as if scared his son would hear even so far away,"however our loyal coven members care not to offer up their daughters to court my estranged spawn."
Valjean24601
One Thousand Club
"The pouch is safe with my other belongings," Sabella laughed and hopped down from her small perch,"you worry far too much about stolen gold that no one cares much about hers, other than you or I-"
"Calm your dog!"
"Aye, down boy!"
The other shewolves laughed and prodded at Donahue. Sabella could very well tell that Donahue was growing more furious by the minute.
"Come into the den, Donahue. Perhaps we should chat before dinner about the next course of action."
"Calm your dog!"
"Aye, down boy!"
The other shewolves laughed and prodded at Donahue. Sabella could very well tell that Donahue was growing more furious by the minute.
"Come into the den, Donahue. Perhaps we should chat before dinner about the next course of action."
EvelienLocalArtist
In a drawer full of knives you're the spoon.
"Thank you kind sir." She said jokingly at his catching her, blushing deeply she stepped away from him once on stable ground though she remained close to him. "Pity that," she said her pink lips curving into a small frown. For a moment she did not speak, thinking more on how both of Gaston's male 'spawns' had been odd and the female fair too normal. "Oh! What if I were to court him?" She asked spinning around with an almost playful smirk. "We are both already good friends and though he may be different I care for him greatly. Then you would no longer need to worry about him finding a wife and my family would no longer have to worry about my finding a husband. Then everyone is happy, or at least society is happy then." She added taking note of the time they lived in.
EvelienLocalArtist
In a drawer full of knives you're the spoon.
Donahue growled at the shewolves poking at him then glared up at Sabella. "I'd rather we not stay till dinner." He snarled as he got up wanting to be as fair from here as possible.
Valjean24601
One Thousand Club
Gaston's eyes became wide as tea saucers and his breath seemed to be nearly knocked from his lungs at her suggestion and he coughed in suprise, bringing his hand up to cover his mouth as it was set in a line of astonishment when he brought it away.
"Out of the question!" Gaston gasped breathlessly. He instantly realized how terribly rude that sounded and quickly fumbled for his words.
"Not that you are unsuitable, only that- that well- I do not imagine your parents would approve, at all! I can't imagine-"
Gaston's cheeks were flushed with a wild shade of red and he ran a finger through his just as wild hair.
"You are entirely suitable, more so than any woman I know, beautiful, absolutely stunning in fact and enlightened and knowledgable-" he then sighed and straightened his buttons,"it's simply out of the question, Phiona."
"Out of the question!" Gaston gasped breathlessly. He instantly realized how terribly rude that sounded and quickly fumbled for his words.
"Not that you are unsuitable, only that- that well- I do not imagine your parents would approve, at all! I can't imagine-"
Gaston's cheeks were flushed with a wild shade of red and he ran a finger through his just as wild hair.
"You are entirely suitable, more so than any woman I know, beautiful, absolutely stunning in fact and enlightened and knowledgable-" he then sighed and straightened his buttons,"it's simply out of the question, Phiona."
Valjean24601
One Thousand Club
"Oh come inside you great oaf!" Sabella grabbed his arm and hauled him inside the den, shoving him forward and then closing the curtain of tanned skin behind the two of them.
"They have extended the hand of courtesy and hospitality and they have been kind to me. They treated me and have brought you here safely, is that not enough to be kind to them?"
"They have extended the hand of courtesy and hospitality and they have been kind to me. They treated me and have brought you here safely, is that not enough to be kind to them?"
EvelienLocalArtist
In a drawer full of knives you're the spoon.
Phiona was a bit taken aback by his quickness to shut her idea down, but then laughed sweetly at the rosiness of his cheeks. "Mr. Forticoven....you think I'm stunning?" She asked her smirk growing more as her own cheeks were a brilliant red. "I don't think it appropriate to think such things about your son's fiancé." She was hardly able to keep a straight face as she said it bursting out laughing highly enjoying Gaston's reaction. "Besides I'm sure my parents would be honored to have me marry the son of the coven leader and the coven healer. Not only that but he is kind hearted and quite handsome, I can tell he gets that from you. So with all that I can't honestly imagine a more perfect match really." She teased playing with her dark curls that were a stark contrast to her fair skin and pale pink gown.
EvelienLocalArtist
In a drawer full of knives you're the spoon.
"They have extended that hand to you, they have been kind to you not me. Being tackled to the ground upon first encounter and dragged here along with being harassed the entire time is no act of kindness that I must repay." He snapped a look of betrayal in his eyes as he looked at her. "We have not even been traveling together three days and already you are ready to through me to the wolves literally! You weren't there when I came back and I thought you had died or worse!" He was clearly offended and his trust in her bruised.
Valjean24601
One Thousand Club
"You are stunning, an absolute vision but that is completely besides the point!" Gaston turned and paced to and fro in the garden before stopping at a large purple flower. To preoccupy himself he waved his hand, a cloud of purple illuminating his fingertips and wafting over the flower, the bud opening and closing slowly.
"There will not be any union between my son and yourself, it simply is not possible. A lady such as yourself should be, should be with- a man, not a boy. All things become better with age, wine, cheese, men."
"There will not be any union between my son and yourself, it simply is not possible. A lady such as yourself should be, should be with- a man, not a boy. All things become better with age, wine, cheese, men."
Valjean24601
One Thousand Club
"Not that it would matter much to you, I'm nothing more than your traveling companion, or a plaything when you get bored. I've no commitment to you, you've none to me. We are not mates. We don't belong to eachother."
She snapped and raised a lip in a snarl.
She snapped and raised a lip in a snarl.
EvelienLocalArtist
In a drawer full of knives you're the spoon.
Phiona raised a brow at that and grinned walking up behind Gaston and watching him fiddle with the flower. "A man you say? A well aged man, hmmm... There's not many of those I could marry." She muttered like she was pondering a difficult question. "I mean there is Micheal, but he's the village drunk, Ezkiel the horse cheese maker, Nathaniel the widower who has gone through more wive's than I have shoes, Franklin but he is so violent, Timothy....William the thrid...Zachory...Jenkins..Roger, Christopher, and Malcolm but I shouldn't joke about that." She said having gone through all the elligable bachelors in the village. "My parents most definately wouldn't aprove of any of those men, yet all of the good ones are married so what am I to do? I don't want to die alone as an old spinster, so who do I marry?" She said peering over Gaston's soldier and watching him.
