Fantasy +lumos; becoming the light+ (Closed)

[Pax Pardus Hale]

Sapphira

Being stuck in this apartment with Larkyn was something she'd of considered a dream a few weeks ago. Now? Now Larkyn was... She didn't want to say controlling. Overly attentive, maybe? Paranoid? He wasn't the same charismatic man she had fallen for. Sapphira tried to leave on multiple occasions and, yet, every time she got that same jolt that he so easily dismissed. It was like she was going insane. Sapphira was a charismatic young woman, she liked to socialize, liked to go out even if it was just to the shops. Larkyn insisted on doing all of the running though, and Sapph was going absolutely stir crazy.

"Thank you for getting this, love." Still, she knew that Larkyn relied on her emotionally so she had to stay strong. The copper haired woman stepped to the tall Auror as he entered the apartment with a bag of things she had requested-- you know, since she couldn't leave to go get it by herself. Standing on her toes to place a sweet kiss to his pale cheek she found her smile faltering a bit as she stared up at him. He looked so stressed. "How about you go sit down? I have a surprise for you today."

As she took the paper bag from his hands she noticed an unfamiliar ring on his hand and she couldn't help but blink a few times. "I never took you as much of a jewelry man." Something about it was completely unsettling, her stomach churning as if it she knew something was wrong with it. Either way she let it be and her heels clicked on the wood floor as she moved back to the kitchen. A array of plates were placed on the counter, finger foods, vegetables, and snacks alike, certainly more than the two of them would need.

Just as she rinsed the fresh fruit she heard a knock on the door and a bright smile lit up her face. She hadn't been able to get ahold of Loire, Cyrus, or Dru, but her owl reached Delaney and Seb. Things were tense with everyone, but they had to fix it somehow. "Honey can you get that?" Quickly she took off the frilly pink little apron she wore and smoothed out the fitted red dress to make sure she looked half decent. With that done she pulled the wine from the bucket of ice and poured it into the four flutes she retrieved from the cupboard.

 

[Sir Damien]

Weasley.

"Figured you'd like a little less scruff," Hunter chuckled as his hands held onto her thin waist, pulling her closer as his warm fingers held onto her like she was the most precious treasure in the world. She was. He would do everything in his power to keep her safe, and then some. With a quick peck she was off dressing for the day, his emerald orbs drifting down to the bandages on her legs. His heart ached every time, a rage washing over him that heated him from his ears to his toes. He was going to kill her father, there was no doubt in his mind and each time he helped bandage her only reminded him of his resolve. Weasley's may have been blood traitors, but they protected their family.

"Hmm?" Completely deaf to Cyrus' voice, he only seemed to pull out of his murderous daydream by the lovely sound of her voice. "We? Oh. Yeah he did say he was bringing Loire back if he couldn't talk some sense into her. Don't know how he's going to keep her there when her stubborn ass is just going to shift and run off." How Cyrus was going to out stubborn the most stubborn of the Gaunt's he wasn't quite sure, but, it'd be entertaining to find out. "C'mon. Let's go see her put the beat down on him." With a small smile he moved his hand to hers, lacing their fingers together so he could slowly but surely escorted her down the steps.

"Jesus Loire, I heard they fucked you up but you look worse than I thought." One glance at her and he could see just how much more frail she looked, so much so that it made him wince. Arm busted, and now she looked completely heartbroken. "There are no cells here, kid." A quick glance over to Dru and he felt his heart break all over again. He knew how bad it hurt to see the love of his life injured by her own father, he could sympathize with how Cyrus was feeling. If Dru had wanted to go back he was pretty sure he'd lock her up and throw away the key, but she listened to reason... most of the time.

With a squeeze of Dru's hand he pulled himself out of his thoughts and cleared his throat. "You and Cyrus are bunking in the room next to us. Warning, my family is staying here at the moment so the house is far more lively than it usually is. Apologies for that in advance." There was a long, awkward moment of silence and all he could do is smile nervously and leaned down to whisper to Dru. "Any idea how to cheer her up?"

 

[Colt Voltage]

S. Longbottom

"Are you sure this is a good idea?" Seb spoke hesitantly as the two stepped up the stairs to the townhouse, offering Delaney a gentle smile. They had gotten a letter a few days ago from Sapph inviting them over, and from the way the letter was worded he could tell that she was desperate. He was all on board, but Delaney had a full plate already. The two of them weren't on the best of terms at present, not to mention Gran's passing or the whole Greengrass scenario. Seb had written a letter Evaline a letter on a matter of business but hadn't talked to delaney about it quite yet, and as of now they were just settling in their cabin.

Still, he knew that this situation could go south real quick.

"If you get uncomfortable at all just say the safe word. Hibiscus. Not that you ever really need to use it any other time." With a playful wink he knocked on the door a couple times, holding onto the small houseplant they had brought as a housewarming present. He pocketed his hands and waited for the door to open. It didn't. Behind the door he could hear the familiar chipper tone of Sapph's voice so he knocked once more. Nothing.

"Guess we'll break in." With a small shrug and before Delaney could object he opened the door, stepping inside to see an irritated looking Larkyn and Sapph over in the kitchen. "Well hey guys. Cute place you got here. How's the honeymoon phase going?" With an awkward laugh to cut the tension he moved over to the Auror and handed him the plant. "Here. To make it more homey here. You, uh, doing okay man?" Seb didn't want to say the words 'you look like shit' but, well, Larkyn looked like shit.