Outcast

Ailis Carpenter Member of the Bhatia Coven

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gabriel-enchanted:

Overwhelmed was a word that completely failed to describe how Gabriel felt trying to move through the crowd and get the hell out of the cabin. He hadn’t been here that long, hadn’t seen any of his vampire buddies so how had he died and then come back? Why was his chest silent but everyone else’s so fucking loud? His whole body burned with a need he knew he’d have to satiate before long but he couldn’t do it here, not with these people, not if he ever wanted to see them again - that much he knew. 

So a slightly impatient growl slipped out as someone got in between him and the door and delayed his attempt at fleeing for small talk. Smell? She wanted to talk about smell? That drew a rue laugh out of Gabriel as he took a step back from her. “You’re one to talk, you smell terrible.” Actually…Gabriel reached out to delicately take her arm. “Ailis, please help me get the hell out of here.”  Vampirism may have made him want to kill everyone in the room, but didn’t do much to help his 5′ 4″ self get through a crowd – sans biting. “You…I don’t really want to bite so that makes you much safer than most here. Also what the fuck happened to you? Why do you smell like…wet dog.” His feet paused for a terrible second- was that what all Enchanters smelled like? But no, Anthony hadn’t - dear God, he wasn’t actually going to think about - nope, feet, door, safety. “Did we all get knocked out or something and then…turned? Are all the Enchanters….well, dead for lack of a better term?” Without their magick - they may as well be.

Oh, fuck, he had no magick. 

She was grinning until he mentioned wanting to bite anyone... She still smiled though. She did at that moment realize maybe Dhviti’s plan had some issues. She could see vampires who weren’t used to being a vampire ending up losing control. She’d have to warn the others once she helped Gabriel get out of here. “You know, that’s rude.” She said with a smirk in response to him saying she smelled terrible. Despite the fact that she had pretty much just said the same thing to him. “Well that’s good... makes sense though...” Good to know if she ever faced a vampire. Maybe she could make herself smell like werewolves... maybe... huh.. She wondered if she could make anti-vampire charms. Those might sell well. Potentially.

She glanced down at his hand on her arm. This must really be bothering him- she could only imagine how overwhelming it was for him. “Of course I’ll help you. Come on.” She was only an inch taller but ever since the transformation completed she felt stronger and for Ailis that went a bit to her head. So she nudged her way through the crowd with Gabriel in tow. Continuing to speak in the mean time. “I do not smell like wet dog.” She lifted her hand up to her face and sniffed it. “I smell like curling up by the fire with a wolf. Warm and comforting. Sort of woodsy... You smell like dirt and... I don’t know... old.” She chuckled when he asked if they all had died. “Uh... not quite, no.” They’d all be actually dead if they just passed out or, so she assumed. “No one’s dead... Well any more than usual at least.”

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✧ OPEN STARTER ✧ @gabriel-enchanted ✧

Ailis had been wandering around the party, she had a drink or two. Nothing to make her too terribly tipsy but definitely something that made her a little more willing to chat up with random people who crossed her path. Plus there was so much more to notice when it came to her new senses. She was hearing conversations she definitely wouldn’t normally be able to hear. She was smelling things she normally shouldn’t smell. Most were pleasant, not all of them. Seeing things from much further away.It was fascinating. So she was pretty confident when she picked out Gabriel from the crowd that it was him. Despite the mask.

She wandered closer and grinned. “I was going to ask how your evening was going but you’re not smelling so hot tonight...” She figured if she was right (and honestly, she wasn’t sure but what else would smell so... ancient but a vampire?) he would likely be able to pick up on what she’d gotten out of tonight’s playful little trick orchestrated by the enchanters.

[ailisinwonderland]

✧ OPEN STARTER ✧ April Fool’s Event ✧

Ailis knew everything that was happening. In fact, she’d been planning with Dhviti some time before the others had been let in on the idea. She wasn’t quite the prankster Dhviti was but she found it extremely amusing and figured it would at least be rather entertaining for the evening. So, Ailis was walking around the party. Her own mask carefully chosen for it’s properties. She’d wanted to experience magick like the others did. Not the like hers, that you could tap into. The kind that was actually a part of you. In a different manner than enchanters. Yet, she didn’t want to worry about her own personality and the issues presented with vampire bloodlust. So she’d eliminated those from her choices, and human. And let random do the rest. She’d ended up with werewolf and was greatly entertained. She was debating going out into the woods jus tto let go and run because that sounded like it would be a blast but she also knew there was plenty entertainment to be had inside.

Especially with the enhanced senses that came with being a werewolf. She could hear so much better than before. And see, there was something so different about her vision now. Along with the other senses. She was enjoying it for the time being. A run could wait. She turned to someone nearby. “I hope you’re enjoying the party.” A touch of mischief in the smile and the words. She wasn’t the one who thought of it but she was sure someone who helped out.

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micaela-vesna:

Micaela walked out of the Cabin, wanting to take a small walk alone. Maybe gather some herbs along the way. Yes, there were some places far closer to the Cabin to use, but she also just wanted a little time alone. And this way, nobody would notice if she happened to take a small detour and find herself in the Mountains with Damien and the Equinox. Before she could go very far, she noticed Ailis kneeling on the ground, inspecting the ground very closely— why? At Ailis’s question, she came closer, kneeling opposite her, peering at the patch of— clovers? “They’re clovers? Are they not normal clovers? Do they have some sort of magickal purpose?” That would be quite interesting, especially if one could use these clovers in spells that influenced the luck people had. Of course, it could also wreak havoc, but knowledge is knowledge, and knowing is useful. “Or are these clovers special?” she asked, curiosity evident in her voice.

"They’re not normal clovers. But I don’t know what they do...” The first thing that came to mind was luck but that’s because of the nonmagicks and their belief that clovers were lucky. Surely that had to stem from somewhere. She waved her hand over the clovers and it made them shimmer ever so lightly. She was showing the magick aura that covered them. “It’s curious, I didn’t mean to actually stumble upon it but they were strange and honestly... I check for magick way too often in this forest...” She laughed. She did too. A quick spell was all it too to alert her that there a aura around something. It was so easy she couldn’t help herself when something new popped up like this. “So they seem special but I don’t know why. I’m not sure what one could do to activate whatever magic this is.” She pondered.

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gabriel-enchanted:

Gabriel’d thought he was dreaming when he woke up and saw the white had been replaced with green. It’d taken a very large amount of self-control to not immediately go out and roll amongst it, but he didn’t want to squish them. He double-checked with both Avery and Oscar that they saw the green too before he dared rush outside to go explore it. They were seemingly everywhere and before too long he’d followed a vein of them right to a familiar Enchantress. This time, he grinned as he knelt down next to her. “You mean, there’s something I know that you don’t know? This is a very strange day, indeed.” He teased, harkening back to the conversations they’d had about various strange human inventions. “Uh, I know them as les trèfles - um…clovers, I think, is the English translation. Good for fungal infections, burns, wounds, and eye issues. In a tea, it’s good for fevers, cough, and some other things I can’t remember at the moment.” 

Ailis looked up, seeing the familiar young man- a fellow enchanter approaching. She laughed and shook her head lightly at him. “I know, right? Nature is not my forte believe it or not.” Ailis grinned but looked back at the clovers. Brushing a hand through them gently. “I do know they’re clovers.” She agreed. “The rest is quite interesting though- I wasn’t aware of that. But these are different. There is a magical aura... look.” She waved her hand over it and they shimmered lightly. “I can tell better by feeling them.” She brushed through them again. “But you can see it. It’s strange. They’re just clovers right? Am I going crazy? Be honest.” She gave a wild eyed look that was clearly just her playing around as it soon dissolved into a grin.

[ailisinwonderland]

Ailis knelt next to a patch of the clovers. She was curious about them- she’d heard someone mention them being lucky. Or perhaps unlucky. She didn’t know how to utilize either option so thus far, she hadn’t touched them. But she was curious. Not only were there similar rumors in her home of Ireland about shamrocks and clovers... So she was curious if she could utilize them in spells, potions or maybe she just to use the luck to the make things go her way for once.

"Do you know anything about these?” 

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irisofwolves:

Everywhere Iris looked was green. She was started to get really tired of all the green. How can someplace so fucking huge cause her to feel so goddamned claustrophobic? Maybe it was just all the tension simmering to a boil around her. If people weren’t careful, this whole place would explode, and then nobody would survive. But until then, she would have to occupy her time. It wasn’t like she could get a job. Or could she? What sort of industries are there in Arain? Iris mentally shrugged before continuing on her mindless walk.

She turned the corner, catching the tail end of— an enchantress making a very old phone spark to death? Was that intentional? Or accidental? Still, it had been forever since she’d seen that model— and she was probably intruding on somebody’s alone time. And yes. That was another reason why this Forest made her feel so claustrophobic. She always runs into people, and more often than not its people she’d never met before. And she has definitely been staring too long. Iris straightened up, taking a clear step backward. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to intrude on… on whatever you were doing,” she said, gesturing vaguely towards the other woman. “I’m not quite sure if that was what you had intended for that phone, but either way good luck?” Be polite, be quick, and go on her way. The best course of action. No fights, no awkward conversations, nothing. Just nod your head and keep going. Making friends is nice, but there was no guarantee the other woman would want to be friendly. God, when had she become more asocial than she already was?

She gave a small bashful smile at the woman’s comment about what she wanted the phone to do. “Uh- well no. Not exactly what I wanted it to do. And don’t worry about it. Not intruding.” She had a workshop she could go in if she really wanted to be alone. Or a bedroom if she wanted to really send the signs that she was not up for talking. the others knew that it wasn’t the best to bother her if she was locked away in her room. “I was just trying to put back together... but I haven’t had much experience on those... they’re not around much anymore.” She wanted to explain herself because usually she was very good at working with tech.

Ailis made sure the fire was out and picked up the phone again. Shoving it in her pocket. Sure parts of it may not be useable anymore but she could certainly try to take the pieces and make them actually functional once again. She had done that before plenty of times. It wouldn’t be too hard she thought. Then again she hadn’t thought that she’d be too terribly put off by the phone either but that hadn’t exactly panned out the way she had wanted it to either. “These were great phones... it’s too bad this was broken when I found it.” How did you even break one of these either? They were solid phones.

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arainwisp:

Willow nodded excitedly at the validation that it did, in fact, smell like strawberries. ❝That’s the best part!❞ Because of course it was. Willow was delighted to be of any service at all to those that she believed could help the forest. In her heart, she believed that every one of them had a role to play. ❝Smoothie?❞ That did not sound at all like something either of the Grimms had discussed, unless it had been outside of her presence. She did, however, hear three of the other humans that rarely worked talking about smoothies at one point. ❝So, it will help to make them happy?❞ Even the smallest bit of joy could help the resilience of the forest and they needed as much help as they could get.

Willow raised her eyebrows at the small talking device Ailis pulled out and quickly shook her head. ❝No… The window was bigger than this one. They have some like that, but different with an antenna that make a loud krshhhhhhhhh sound sometimes.❞ She’d seen one that looked closer in the hands of the receptionist at the GRF, but she’d only stared at it blankly and pushed buttons, looking sad about there being nothing on the tiny window. ❝YES. There’s a thing that they press with their fingertips. It’s covered in letters and numbers and symbols on small squares…❞ She paused noting the excitement. ❝Yes! I know where they keep some, though, I’m not allowed near there unless I’m told, but I will find a way…❞

"I think it would help to make them happy yes... wait you’ve never had a smoothie?” Ailis was cleaning the machines with a series of spells- but she let the smell linger even without whatever residue was letting it smell. She liked the smell of the strawberries and kind of wanted it now. “Do you want to try to one? I’m sure we have something I can use to make one around here. It’s been a while since I’ve had a smoothie...” She said almost wistfully. There’d been a smoothie shop not too far from her place in Galway. She’d had breakfast there many a morning.

Listening to Willow describe the items she mentally made note of the things she described. One sounded similar to a walkie talkie or just a phone... either way it was probably a communication device. “That’s a computer, or more than likely a laptop if the pieces are connected... if you could get me one of those... they store so much information on those... I bet that could be useful. But don’t get in trouble for it. Only if you can get away with it okay?” Despite herself being removed from plenty of situations she didn’t like to see others hurt.

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bloodkept:

          He lets out a breathy sigh, the damned knife hit his LUNG for fuck’s sake. “Sure….,” aside from the current anxiety of socializing, there was this sense of panic that he was about to die—not that he’d mind but a popped lung isn’t really in his top list on ‘How I want to Die’. “Well, got into a fight, not the best thing when you’re on your own in the haunted parts of this… this.. f.. forest—” it probably took a good long amount of hours before he was even able to find another living being and with that said he’d definitely lost a damn good amount of blood at that time. “Yeah go ahead, I don’t think I’ll be able to pull it out myself without further making it worse…,” if he did, he might’ve led the tip of the blade closer to his heart. There was a moment—a hint of hesitation but seeing the potion and how it radiates of beauty & warmth, he could not resist but accept it whole heartedly, being a man who’d been devoting himself with the art of potions and witchcraft, his soul knew what potions were with just a look. “… thanks, really.” He accepts the bottle, and though with trembling hands he tries to drink it whole.

           It tasted thick, as if clogging his throat—but it was not a wholly awful sensation, eventually it begins to drop into his system, the taste still fresh and vivid at the back of his tongue: it tastes of warm Sunday mornings & the serene moonlit kisses. “I’m… really sorry I bothered you, god—you could’ve just thought I didn’t even exist when I fell….,” He didn’t exactly make 'friends’ in that coven, too odd—creepy as said by few of his classmates back in middle school or a bit too 'detached’ from reality, not that it was false in the first place. “I really… owe… you one——?” He had hoped he would’ve remembered her name at least but he knew he was too awful to remember names, he coughs another patch of blood. Disgusting.

Ailis listened and nodded, knowing it was probably painful for him to talk or move. But she was determined to keep him talking. Keep him responding. It would reassure her that he was at least alive and keep him focused on her and not fading out if blood loss got to him. Ailis watched as he drank the potion. She didn’t do healing potions a lot but she knew hers worked. She kept a few on her as a back up. Just in case she injured herself it was easier to down one of those than to do what this man did. How long had been injured. “Yeah I would advise against getting into physical fights int he forest... it’s dangerous enough here as it is.” She shook her head lightly. Not scolding him by any means but certainly concerned.

She waited a moment, letting the potion begin to work from the inside. Knowing she’d need her  own magic to aid it from this side of things, but it would still help and hopefully start to replenish the blood loss he was going through. “Don’t be foolish.” That came out perhaps a bit more harsh than necessary. “You needed help... plus- I know a thing or two about leaving when you don’t fit in...” She laughed bitterly. “Alright... I’m taking this out now.” She said before immediately pulling the knife out of the wound and dropping it beside her. Moving her hands up and over the wound and muttering the strongest healing spell she knew. She could feel a warmth leaving her fingers and ebbing downwards toward the blood that was no longer restricted by the knife. “This might hurt but I feel like it’ll help...” She had pulled out a cloth she usually used for cleaning things and cleaned it with a quick spell so it was completely clean and folded it. Pressing it into the wound. Letting the magic pass through her to the wound but using the cloth to slow the bleeding in non magical means. She was concerned he’d lost to much blood at this point.

"Ailis. And you do owe me one. We’ll make sure you survive this so I can cash in on that later.” She said with a smirk that lasted only a moment before her attention was back on the wound. One hand pressing the cloth to the wound and the other using magic to clean him up. Removing blood and dirt so she could see the extent of any other wounds. “Do you have any other injuries? It’s Shizou right?” She questioned, she might not make friends with everyone but she remembered names. Especially those who seemed out of place. Even if she hadn’t been able to bring herself to reach out to them.

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If you could have a dinner and invite three members of the forest to talk with, who would they be?

"I mean, we’re all kind of stuck here... so I could technically invite anyone I wanted, yeah? So what’s the point? If they had to attend though- probably like pick and choose a few of the leaders who really don’t get along. Just to watch the chaos unfold. If they had to tell the truth, or if they had to actually talk then I’d probably choose Ourias, ‘cause I still think something is off with him. Tobias because he still hasn’t told what’s going on and... one of the fae queens just for fun.”

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have you ever encouraged someone to make a bad decision?

"I was a thief for a few years. With that being my main source of income... And I had a partner in it. I’m pretty sure those few years were just a whole bunch of bad decisions on everyone’s part. Morally bad mind you. I don’t regret doing it. And I’d do it all again. But those types of decisions are not welcomed by society.”

[t-cousland]

Closed || Ailis

[ailisinwonderland]

t-cousland:

@ailisinwonderland

After the whole crazy ordeal of the ice maze, Tobias was ecstatic on seeing Avery, and when the older fae hugged him, was elated even to see that he was alright it felt as if all the worry and problems left him. It felt as if he, he had a place again. The comfort ended as soon as it began as Avery rushed off to a familiar direction. He knew that direction… his heart deflated, but still, he internally kicked his mood. He loved Avery, he was happy for him, but he had to do this himself and sort out his own wrong feelings on the matter…. whether Gabriel tried to see if he was still there or not- Tobias had left and went straight downwards. Avery wouldn’t know until later on - if the fae every tried to find him - busy as he was. Maeve could think he died, he’d have to report otherwise. For now, Tobias hurried off to his house, shed off the ruined clothes and changed into his usual wear.

He grabbed his ready backpack, and while he couldn’t find his favorite baseball, he ravaged the nearby garden to find a full cabbage, slightly bigger than his hand to play with as he journeyed towards the Cabins. He hoped they were alright. The few that he knew of, of course. The stark reality was that, he needed advise of sorts, he needed someone who was a neutral friend. The trek down would take a day maybe as he knew of the shortcuts, but it would still be a long way. The first hour went off without problems, whenever he was bored, he would throw the cabbage in the air and expertly catch it, making sure it wouldn’t fall to keep it’s size and sturdiness.

The next few hours turned into boredom, and again he fell into deep thought when the initial adrenaline was gone. The cabbage was now just in his palm, he would pick on the sides, squeeze it, throw it up in the air and see how the loose leaves fall back. Out of his mind he let his feet move expertly in the forest as he absent mindedly let his hands work. His hands would find flowers, pick them, pin them on the cabbage - repeat when a fancy color would catch his eye. Again and again he would stick, not knowing how much flowers were sticking out of his cabbage, not even knowing that he was still continuing. Only when he reached the cabin doors did he realize that he was there.

Looking at the foreboding cabin and the surroundings, Tobias then realized he was so not ready. He stepped back towards a tree, sitting underneath it’s branches as he laid the flower covered cabbage beside him. He wondered if he should knock, shout - and there he remembered a sort of phone. Praying fervently it was in his backpack, he gave a small whoop of joy. Pressing the hopefully appropriately working buttons, Tobias gave the signal that he was just at the tree outside.  “Hir me @cabin out, wer u?” Now to wait- hopefully Ailis would see. If not, then Tobias would just have to suck it up and knock on the door after all. 

Ailis had finally made it home after the incident with the labyrinth that had trapped her. And the fairy queen mind you. She had found out upon returning that others had been trapped. Others had been caught up in the chaos of returning to life, the new knowledge of the forest. Returning to their life. Trying to make the best of what was going on around them. Trapped in a forest. A forest that was very much like the chaotic gods that she had heard about in the schooling she had from her parents in her former coven.

Instead of all of that, Ailis had gone to check on her workshop and found it all in place. And of course, from there - she’d ended up easily getting distracted with one of her projects. It really wasn’t difficult for her to do. There were a few different ones sitting around the workshop. Tinkered parts. The solar panel they had found the first time they’d met up in the forest. A batch of the potion that rejuvenated the metals she found. The one that rejuvenated the rust.

That was when a sound she hadn’t heard for a while went off. It actually caused her to pause in her actions. Look around and grab the phone that made the noise. Muscle memory easily kicked in and she tapped the phone bringing up the message. Tobias. She even chuckled at the spelling and texted back quickly. At the cabin? I’ll be out in a second. She assumed he wasn’t in the cabin or he would have been directed down here. So instead she pulled the goggles off that she had been working with. Dropped her hair from the ponytail and headed up the stairs.

She had been planning to message him but the distraction had pulled her from everything. So she was glad to see him sitting outside. “Hey- I see you made it through the crazy maze? Or did you get lucky and not get involved?” She questioned curiously. Running her hand through her hair. “I didn’t know where to find you after... and well I’d kinda forgotten about the phone thing. It hasn’t worked since we got in here. Glad to see you though. I missed you.” She grinned a hugged him tightly.

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arainwisp:

Willow looked about the room with many reservations. There were far too many objects that she could not name or feel their power. Despite this, she found that there was no small bit of wonder within those things that she still failed to understand. Within the research facility, these things were terrifying, but beneath Ailis, there was a definite sense that these items could be used for something more, something good. ❝I think so… It smells like strawberries, but I couldn’t find any near it.❞ Willow nodded quickly. ❝I did! He never told me that I couldn’t do that specifically. Do you think you can use it in some way? I want to help as much as I can. Maybe next time, I can get one of those one-sided windows that they tickle with their fingertips. They fold up and carry them around. Really, they are very strange.❞

Ailis watched Willow with curiosity that she rarely felt with people. She didn’t want her to get in trouble- but she had a funny feeling even the Grimms wouldn’t harm this woman too much. She was the last of a very powerful species. A species that had more connection to this forest than most. So she figured she was safe. Even if she was stealing a smoothie machine. “It ... does smell like strawberries.” Ailis laughed lightly as she got closer to it. “I can use anything for parts, believe me.” She grinned. She’d made plenty of things in unorthodox manners. “This is actually a smoothie machines. Hence the strawberry smell. But I can definitely use the parts... or hell- maybe I we bring it upstairs into the kitchen and enjoy the smoothies it can make.” They weirdly sounded good. Possibly because that wasn’t something that was super common out here. “Wait- does it look like this?” She pulled out her phone and made the screen light up. (It was mostly useless save for an enchantment to let her communicate with Tobias.) “Or does it have another part attached with a bunch of letters and numbers? Honestly- either way if you can get me one of those....” Not necessarily because of parts or the use of the item but the information that would be on them?? That would be useful. “That can hold a lot of helpful information.”

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t-cousland:

Tobias agreed, he probably needed more than six for his feet to cooperate and his inhibition to leave, but six was a little too much given that he was technically still under working hours. For how long? He didn’t know, but he hoped to get the signal that he could leave either way. So there he was, dancing like a fool, a literal fool with little jiggles of his hand and awkward presses of his hips, his face looked pained but his laugh was real enough to show he didn’t mind what he was doing - because in the end that was what it was. Fun.

He watched her though, watched her also slightly tipsy, happy look as she danced to the music, the thrum of magick in the air. Were those confetti and sparkles in the night sky or was it something more? Something that it seemed only Ailis had right now? Her hair bounced and her smile was infectious- of course it had to go falling down when it did.

As they left sight of the angry magick, which still prickled heavily on Tobias as his ears turned as red as neon led christmas lights. “I’m full of grace?” he laughed, a bit concerned. “I’m sure it’s called ‘full of ‘oh my graciousness!’’ he did a mock aristocratic look, complete with a scoff and a fan of his face with his hand. He could still feel his ears red. 

This time, with more grace, less movement from everyone else and with a softer rhythm, Tobias already had his arms open, ready to meet Ailis’ as he would hold her in a slow dance, for a second he stopped, his eyes unsure and started to dart left and right. Would it be alright? Wouldn’t it be embarrassing for others to see her? But it was dark, her eyes guided him, and her smile and how she said those words. It felt like there was more, that this was similarly friendly from all those dances they shared while crashing parties or just celebrating in her flat for a job well done and a weird victory dance. 

Tobias closed in, much more confident now. The lights were lower, the land was darker except for the moon and the stars in the sky. It seemed perfect - what seemed like little lights still danced in his eyes. “You’re beautiful.” he said, his dark eyes looking at her as he couldn’t help but smile, defeated. This was a good dance, it brought back memories, it brought back history that he thought they would have lost. “I’m really glad you’re here,” even if we don’t always get to see each other. Morbid as it may seem, we aren’t getting away from each other that easily.” he chuckled, his feet carefully, almost expertly moving their steps in their slow dance until he let himself give in for a tiny moment to envelop her in a hug he’d never thought he’d ever do again.  It was solstice, they were in a celebration, after all.

Ailis was far from the best dancer on the dance floor at the moment. But she was having fun, and perhaps a bit more graceful than Tobias. Just a bit. She knew enough to be acceptable as she danced. She could finally let go, if only for a short while. She could finally just be herself. Perhaps it was a combination of the party atmosphere and of having her dearest friend by her side, and maybe it was just slightly the alcohol- but Ailis felt free. And it showed in the gentle movements of her dancing.

She couldn’t help but laugh at his comment- she was certainly they’d heard that exact phrase used after he knocked into someone in the past. “Who cares. We’re here to have fun. Let them be offended. Shouldn’t be on the dance floor if you mind a bump now and again.” She said with a grin.

Not understanding the hesitation- in fact, hardly noticing it, Ailis smile as they stepped closer to one another. It was a slow dance, a much more pleasant rhythm to dance to in Ailis’ opinion. Less arms and legs moving about whatever way they pleased. Less moving in general. Just someone you trusted, and a few steps shared together. A dance that took her back to the weddings and dances they shared before. A dance that made her forget they were trapped in the forest. 

"It’s just the lighting.” She teased- never one to really know how to respond to any sort of compliment. Aside from her work of course. Even then she fumbled but he could accept them slightly easier when she was not the subject at hand. “Me too- I don’t care if we’re ‘stuck’ here... I’d rather be stuck in a forest with you and all of these strangers than be out in the world all alone.” She smiled genuinely at him. The next thing she knew she was being wrapped tightly in a hug. She grinned and hugged him back. No words for a moment- just enjoying his company and closeness. The comfort he brought and the atmosphere of the dance.

It was nice. It was warm and comforting. This was just what Ailis had needed. Her best friend and a nice evening to forget everything going on.

[a-tuath]

Closed || Ailis

[ailisinwonderland]

a-tuath:

Aibell kept her silence, it was quite the thought, how many enchanters did live in that cabin of theirs for them to not know each other? The fae were a large kingdom, two kingdoms in fact and that is all the more reason that some might not get to know another. Still, it was below her to look into every niche or clique of certain fae unless it was a brewing concern.

The queen did not mind the whole ordeal, of course in a way she did, but the present was more important to deal with right now. Ailis did not seem to be an enchanter with ill intent and she looked to have a bright head on her shoulders. With enough work synergy they could make it out alive and less than frosbitten.

The smile that was on Ailis face at Aibell’s unusual hand gesture was not lost on her as in the same way Aibell’s face graced with a smile at how the young enchanter learned of who they were faced with. It of course boosted the elder fae’s ego that there were certain beings who still felt in a way, startled by that fact. “That is nothing to mind, in the human world there are little to few monarchs and within the coven it has always been a… how shall I say it, I believe it has always been close families and villages of a certain number.” Civilizations differ, but even so Aibell could appreciate the moment other’s learned of heirarchy. Even she- a fae would no doubt treat Abra with respect and would go as far to bow ever so lightly with another magick. It was the way of things even though she might not agree with them so much. Politics and diplomacy laced with talk and wine-intoxicating words.

“Similar then” the queen lifted her hand to face the wall, a bright red orb of flames was created on her palm as it swirled around. With a small yet precise push, the ball went fowards towards a wall, the red spinning ball turning into a bright blue, the heat would be intense - and yet, the wall stayed ever so solid. “Horrible, isn’t it?” Aibell ‘tsk’d with a displeased face.  

The cold grew harsher, and every though Aibell could make herself feel safe with the cold inwardly, outside showed a different setup, her hair was already starting to be attracting with little pieces of snowflakes and ice. It was concerning as the longer they stay, the harder it is to just magickally disregard the cold.

“Come there is much we need to cover as it might be impossible to leave. Unless of course we stay and be protected by our magic from the cold, it would not do well to die of hunger or or a more morbid reason.” Aibell led the way, the maze had many corners, many walls. With every corner they would choose to go, she would aim a fireball towards, it was not a very wise thing to do in hindsight, especially since there’s a big possibility something… wise was beside it. Unfortunately, Aibell did not think that through, the fireball was more for protection after all and so when she turned around the corner, her eyes were straight into looking at the dark and angry eyes of a Saumen Kar who was most likely minding his own business until a random fireball startled or irritated him.

Aibell was already transfixed into his angry eyes before she could say anything to the young enchanter.

Ailis assumed the other woman was judging her lack of knowledge on the very people that she lived with... but frankly... Ailis didn’t care. She had her own shit to deal with. She wondered if everyone would take her situation similarly. After being treated like she was for so long, or would they actually know how to make friends? Actually learn to let people in? It didn’t really matter. As long as she managed in the end. And she would. She would work towards it eventually.

She had more friends now than she had in the past. She had Tobias, of course. But he’d been there so long she wasn’t sure what she’d do if she’d never met him. Then she had Dhiviti and Viden. Both had become much closer to her than the others. It was a sign for herself that she had changed over the years.

“That’s true- We have Coven Heads, leaders, I’m sure there are other titles. But Queen or King holds a power because of past. Which is great, suits the Fae, yeah?” She treated leaders who deserved it with respect. Those who didn’t... well- just as the leader of her former Coven back in Kilkenny. Leaders (no matter the title) should still have to earn the respect bestowed upon them by such titles. At least in Ailis’ eyes. She’d never been one to blindly trust before though. 

“Unfortunately, yeah.” She watched the flames grow in heat, a slow growing glow as the fire licked at the walls to no avail. It was frustrating, watching the fire interact with the ice. It should melt. It should disappear and turn into a puddle. And yet, it just stayed there. Uneffected and unmoving. Ignoring anything done to it. How frustrating.

Ailis made note of the cold- though mostly guarded herself. Her clothing was warm but her face still felt a bit of the chill- though she was sure nothing like the Queen was currently feeling. Though the Queen brought up the chill and potential protection from it via magick. “Yeah- if you uh- need any help keeping warm I have mine warded against the cold. They keep me warn in this. I could do it to yours if you need it...” She offered with a little awkward shrug.

“I should hope it’s possible to leave... It can’t be much fun- even for the forest to keep us wandering around here. I doubt it would kill off entertainment... would it?” Suddenly the thought that maybe they had been put here because they weren’t fun enough for whatever being is controlling the forest or maybe just the forest itself. Maybe it wanted entertainment. Maybe it wanted something to laugh at. Maybe it wanted to enjoy having people trapped. And maybe- just maybe they weren’t doing a very good job of it. She let the queen toss fireballs around the corners. Who was it going to harm? She doubted they’d kill anyone and anyone else trapped should understand. 

Except whatever it was that was glaring at the Queen when they walked around the next turn. “What the... fuck... Are you telling me Yetis are real?” She whispered, grabbing Aibell’s arm and pulling her backwards. Hoping that they could get away from whatever the thing was in front of them.

[ailisinwonderland]

Who are your heroes?

"Anyone who’s ever gotten themselves out of a shitty situation and stood up for themselves. Anyone who’s creativity was stifled and instead of letting the others put out the fire, made it burn on and made it burn brighter. People like me. I don’t know that I have one singular hero.”

[ailisinwonderland]

arainwisp:

❧ CLOSEDSTARTER || @ailisinwonderland

Willow rushed through the forest, her stolen prize wrapped in cloth and hugged close to her chest. Even as her hurried movements through the trees became more uncertain. It was odd to carry something through the trees when she was so very used to feeling quite light. This, however, did not stop her as she arrived at the door the the cabin. She was ushered through without hesitation and only a few odd looks followed her down the halls until she arrived at Ailis’ door, holding up what she believed to be a valuable piece of human technology. ❝I took this… I thought, maybe, you could do something valuable with it? I think they called it a computon.❞ What she did not know is that the pride of her steal was only useful for making delicious smoothies.

Ailis was not used to people barging into her workshop like her current visitor had. Though the door was rarely shut as the enchantments kept sound in with or without the door being shut. She kept it open in case one of the others needed to talk to her. Her own little challenge in letting people in... perhaps she took it a bit too literally in this instance. But it worked out for the time being as Willow could easily show up with a machine in hand. She pulled up the goggles she’d had on, the goggles acting as a hair accessory and pulling back a few fly aways that her ponytail didn’t take care of. “A... computon?” She questioned. "A computer?” Raising a brow, she walked over, grinning. “It seems like it’s been a while since I’ve seen actual proper modern technology.” It wasn’t that long but it seemed longer to someone like Ailis who’d enjoyed the internet unlike most here. But- admittedly a lot of what she did was figuring out how to make other things technologically wise at least. “This is great! You.. took it? From the facility?” She couldn’t imagine anywhere else would have technology like this. She didn’t think the fae would be big smoothie drinkers. Nor the werewolves exactly.