Dreaming of fathoms below

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[alinathelionfish]

I Wanted Spring Rolls | Annica and Alina

Alina would never admit to having cravings, or monthly cramping, but today seemed to be a weak moment. Nothing seemed more appealing than a bucket of orange chicken and spring rolls. It was the only thing on her mind for the last hour she was open. However, she certainly was not going to buy all four servings and eat them herself. If she bought five though, and shared everything, it wouldn't be gluttony. 

After picking up the apartment and feeding the cat, her stomach spoke up, forcing her to address the matter of dinner first before even considering what she'd do for the night. As Alina walked by the fridge to grab her phone, she caught glimpse of a recent enough picture of her and Annica and smiled. Perfect. Instead of calling the food first, she dialed Annica. She could have just shown up. Could've, but it wasn't her nature. 

"Hey!" she grinned excitedly when the phone picked up. "Are you in the mood for lo mien and chicken?"

[nothingbutfaithinher]

Caught Up In This Moment || Alina & Kaelin

It was New Years Eve, and he’d some how… some way… managed to ask Alina to spend it with him. And in some miracle of miracles…. she’d agreed. Their first fate had gone well, he thought… they’d had fun, bowling and talking. Joking, it was laid back and fun. Without the awkwardness of a movie leaving them without the ability to speak during it. Or without trying to eat between a formal dinner. Instead they were laughing at their own bowling skills and how horrible the shoes were they had to wear.

Now though- with the first date out of the way, he wanted to impress her. He wanted to treat her like a queen and at the very least leave a good impression. So he’d gone all out, he’d managed to find out her favorite meal and dessert rather inconspicuously and had been working on perfecting both over the last few hours. He’d even set up his dining room to reflect a quiet, romantic evening. 

When his doorbell rang he had most everything set and was pleased with his timing. Grabbing the bouquet of roses and tiger lilies he’d gotten he headed to the door. Taking a breath he opened it and instantly smiled. “You look… stunning…” He found himself fumbling for words, his heart in his throat. “I- come in… oh- these are for you…” He stepped back, opening the door so she could enter and simultaneously offering her the bouquet of orange flowers.

[alinathelionfish]

As silly as it was, it was comforting to do something as commonly over looked and underrated as bowling. You could clear your head and zone in on the balls and pins, and watch to see what kind of person your company really was-- competitive or not easily motivated? It was, in Alina's book, the best first date imaginable. She didn't experience that many but it was unique, yet simple, and sweet. He was sweet, made her heart skip a beat, stomach twist into knots, and made her forget all train of thought just by smiling. He could, and did, easily get her to smile sincerely. So much so her cheeks ached. After realizing she'd been staring into her mirror and sighing thoughtfully for the past few minutes, Alina sprung off of the vanity stool and ran to get her coat. She was not going to be late for a second date, any date. Not with Kaelin. She told herself not to grow attached, but how many stories ended up like this? Falling in love when least expected? Growing more fond on someone when trying to avoid them completely? Alina Urchin wasn't in love. Well, not yet at least. ...Right?

She moved quickly to get to Kaelin's home and sighed softly when she got to the door and rang the bell. Taking a slight step back, she smoothed out the back of her coat before the door opened, a smile slowly growing as Kae appeared. "Hi," her cheeks warmed from the compliment. "Oh, thanks-- you're sweet. -And look great, too." Great?! She mentally winced but smiled a little, now nervous. But when she caught sight of the flowers, Alina froze, thankfully already inside, but froze. She gently took them from him and held them in both hands, looking at them in mild awe before looking up to Kaelin with a brighter smile. She leaned over and softly kissed his cheek, then took a step back. "They're lovely. Orange roses are my favorite."Her absolute favorite. And paired with another favorite.

Unless he asked one of her sisters, he was a skilled guesser and picked out a beautiful bouquet. The first flowers ever, well not from Belle on their Valentine's dates, in over five years. He should've gotten more than a soft peck on the cheek. But that would've required guts. While she wanted to kiss him, part of her was holding back, holding her down from floating away.

[ariel-urchin-blog]

Importance of Transportation || Ariel and Alina

[ariel-urchin-blog]

"Yes." She answered simply while nodding, "And no, she doesn’t, she gets bored or feels like we’re lazy. So generally I just throw popcorn at her while she’s leaving and Finn says something along the lines of ‘boo’. She has a slight point though, Finn and I are not in shape. Not that we’re out of shape, but we don’t exercise. Mainly because I’m too lazy and Finn doesn’t want to exercise alone." Ariel reached out, mindlessly searching for the remote so she could turn the tv on while she waited for her sister. "I can hear you." She said back to her sister, just barely catching it when her sister commented about her lack of saying please. "I’m out of habit, okay? Finn just knows what I want before I can ask and everyone at home does things for themselves, so I never have to ask, I just get it myself or I don’t get it at all." Ariel shrugged while she flipped through channels, not leaving any one on long enough for her to even see what it was. "I think that I could live with that." At her last question, the red head just sighed before checking her phone, letting the talk show stay on for a half second longer than any of the rest. "I don’t really know, I spent a lot of time at Finn’s." 

[alinathelionfish]

Alina managed a small smile, listening to how their sisters' quirks remained while they drifted apart. There was a time when they were close. "Finn could go with his brother. Last I heard Sebastien goes frequently." She commented, fixing the mugs for hot chocolate and setting a candy cane down on the side of hers. If she had it, she'd add Bailey's to her mug. But given the fact she didn't, and that Ariel thought her eldest sister was a raging alcoholic... Alina didn't want another fit. Or have a reason to take an aspirin. "Still nice to say it even if the person is already going to do it. I guess you'd get a weird look from Finn though, wouldn't you?" She rose her brow, looking briefly to her sister then turning the water on the stove off. Alina carefully poured the hot water and stirred the cocoas before adding a little milk and the whipped cream. She walked over and offered one to Ariel. Clearly the one with the most whipped cream. "It's that bad?" she asked, trying not to sound like she was prying but caring immensely about her family made her go into over drive at hearing things weren't decent. 

[urchinwithnograce]

How do you Fondue? || Halloween Festival || Annica & Alina

[urchinwithnograce]

Annica let out a heavy sigh. “I’ve bought her the same shirt, and the same jacket that I own and within a month they were missing… bet you can’t guess where I found them…?” She loved her sisters, but she also hated Ariana sometimes. Was it really that difficult to just… wear your own clothes? She’d never thought so and she’d hoped her own place would help. And it did, barely.

She nodded, eager at the idea of something like a steak and cheese, even a burger. Something warm and savory. She’d had her taste of the cold and sweet today. At least for now, maybe she’d come and walk around the fair a bit after but sitting down surrounded by heat and food that wasn’t chocolate sounded good for once in her life. “I did.” She nodded. Other places seemed a bit busier too… you know, cotton candy, hot dogs, fried dough… fair food. Fondue is a nice change but it’s not as popular… hopefully it means Granny’s is quieter today and we can get a good seat.” No one wanted to sit by the door in the winter. The cold rush of air a bit shocking each time the door opened.

[alinathelionfish]

"I bet they mostly certainly did not end up in Miss Ariana's closet?" A smirk tugged on her lips. It was sad that she sometimes missed the quarrels. But only briefly, before she remembered the headaches that followed. For a moment though it was like they were young teenagers again. Just with slight more mature voices and adult figures. "I don't know, Annica. Maybe it's just your perfume and deodorant," she snickered a little. "She might be very obsessed with just you." 

"Definitely. Why would anyone but cold blooded people be going in on an other wise sunny day?" It was sunny, but chilly. Alina lost count of the number of hot cider cups she practically chugged while she walked around and looked at the other booths. "I thought about getting fried dough, but walking over all I could smell were hot dogs." Her pale face grew even whiter, sickly. "I can't stand the smell. And then I thought hmm, fondue sounds better." She smiled a little and picked up her pace as they left the grounds, heading more towards the lower center of town for the diner. "I think I need half a gallon of tea to warm my bones."

[thatcherwicket]

Once Upon A November || Alina and Thatcher

[thatcherwicket]

"I hope it will," Thatcher nodded, looking over the hard covered book. It’d be harder to carry around, but then again he probably shouldn’t carrying books around with him all the time. There was real life to focus on, and he knew he should get better about that, into the habit of getting his head out of the clouds and to be more of a part of the real world going on around him.

Holding the book to his chest, he shook his head at the other question, before remembering something he had wanted to say. His mouth moved before his brain had time to figure out if it was a good idea, a smile stretching over his features as he spoke. “You’re a really good storyteller. Really very good. It was nice to hear, I haven’t heard anyone tell stories since my youngest sister went to middle school. Apparently you’re too old for stories once you’re in middle school, did you know that? I’m not convinced, I don’t think anyone’s ever too old for a story, but that’s what my siblings told me, and seven against one has to have some sort of validity, right?” He blushed slightly, “You probably don’t care… I’m sorry… Ignore that.”

[alinathelionfish]

Alina smiled softly. Though the sight of the book made her internally die a little bit, it was a well loved book. Clearly he needed more than one copy though. Or...would that lead to the same end for the newer editions? It wasn't her place to judge, and with that she dismissed the thought. She offered the newer edition of Alice in Wonderland to him, still smiling a little to keep her expression seeming friendly. The curse of the 'bitch face' as some of her sisters put it. People tended to skirt around her or became skittish in front of her when she didn't maintain the smile. Or if it grew too strained. 

She laughed a little, not at him, but feeling flattered. "Don't apologize. Thank you for the compliment. And I know. I use to love to read to my sisters, especially the younger ones. But our interests clashed and I need to have an interest in the book for me to read it as well and with meaning as possible." She shrugged, stepping out of the way of the books' display. "They may grow to love them again," she added gently. Seven siblings finally clicked and she slowly blinked. "Seven siblings? I have six. Poor parents," she laughed a little.

[tophernottmorr]

Got to Get This Job || Alina and Topher

[tophernottmorr]

Topher nodded slightly when she asked about a resume, pulling it out of his back pocket, carefully unfolding it, as he’d put it there when he’d given up earlier, not expecting to need it again. Probably shouldn’t have assumed. Carefully flattening out the page, he glanced over it before handing it to the woman. He’d worked at his fair share of places before, and despite complaints about his aesthetic, he was a good employee, and no one could say otherwise. He’d been working since he entered high school, too, so he had a good list of references. Moving back so she could look at the resume, he fidgeted slightly, thumbing through the notepad in his hands, not even looking at it, unsure what the response would be. But then he thought of something, and began writing again, figuring that the woman would find out sooner rather than later.

I can’t talk. The earthquake messed me up, somehow, the doctor’s couldn’t figure out why. I’m physically fine and can do anything, and psychologically I’m pretty alright. I just can’t talk. You should probably know that. I don’t know when my voice is coming back, either. I understand if you don’t want to hire a mute, it makes things a harder, especially in retail.

He put the pad down beside the resume, for when she was done. Topher was hoping his silence wouldn’t matter, but it would to most people, he knew that. It was hard. He’d understand if she wasn’t interested.

[alinathelionfish]

Alina took the creased resume, a bit unamused but not showing it. He looked like he had a rough day. And no one really needed her 'mom voice', or the look, or judgement. She glanced over the resume before placing it on the tabletop. It was rather detailed and well done. Not many people even her age could create a sound document. She was a little impressed, but pushed the emotion aside when she noticed the note pad. Squinting slightly, she leaned over and picked up the pad, bringing it closer to her face.

And there was the catch. Except for, she wasn't anywhere near ablest. You didn't need a voice to function in today's society and being mute, permanent or temporary, shouldn't hinder your life more than it did in communicating with those who didn't know sign language. Alina looked again to the resume. "Look... Topher," she said after reading his name, "I have nothing against mutes. You can be a decent listener without verbally responding to someone. There are ways of working a store front without speaking. But my question is," she paused, "why would you want to work in a book shop?" It was one of her favorite places to be, but that was entirely besides the point. She rarely received resumes to look over.

[ariel-urchin-blog]

Importance of Transportation || Ariel and Alina

[ariel-urchin-blog]

"I’m proud of you Alina." Ariel said while smiling and nodding at the woman. "Movie night is whenever I call Finn and say it’s movie night. They’re poorly planned and always lots of fun. Like I said sometimes other people come, but usually it’s just me and Finn, since you like FInn, it’ll be fun. Not awkward at all." She smiled brightly while she tossed herself on the couch and nodded, yawning while she snuggled into the comfy piece of furniture. "With whipped cream!" She called back while pulling a pillow onto her stomach. "Can I live on your couch?" Ariel called while grinning, "It’s so comfy." 

[alinathelionfish]

Alina smiled a little, though disorganization scared her, deeply. Almost horrified her, actually. She quirked a brow, "is it awkward with Arlene? Has Andrea ever sat long enough to enjoy a movie with you guys?" She was under the impression everyone liked Finn. After all, he'd been coming over to the house almost every day since he and Ariel met over a decade ago. 10 years. That suddenly weighed down on her heart. She looked over to Ariel, still in her thought, before snapping out of it at the mention of whipped cream. She smiled faintly, "a please would've been nice." She rolled her eyes and looked in the fridge before pulling out the canister and set it on her counter. Looking over her shoulder, she laughed a little. "I mean, you could. But in the long run that would probably lead to back problems." She set up their mugs and leaned back against the counter, in thought again. "It's so quiet here..." she mumbled, speaking up louder afterwards, "how are things on the Urchin homestead?"

[nothingbutfaithinher]

The Last Moment of Reason || Alina & Kaelin

[nothingbutfaithinher]

He nodded in response, shying a bit away from the conversation. He was already a fair bit further into this than he planned to be. And the slight allusion to his feelings for her made him back peddle a bit. Of course. he wasn’t willing to drop the conversation all together. He was just afraid of how much he was giving away in such a short span of time. He smile politely, trying not to allow his feelings to make the situation awkward. He didn’t wish to scare her away.

Kaelin was however, over the mood that she agreed. And he hoped that she enjoyed the book. He’d been so anxious waiting to give it to her that it was such a relief to do so. And it’d one os much better than he’d expected. He’d also, along with giving her the book, managed to ask her on the date he’d wanted to since he met her.

He took the paper, almost gingerly. Certain his hand was shaking but he didn’t dwell over it. His heart seemed to catch a moment when he realized her number was there as well. He smiled almost instantaneously and moved over to the temporarily abandoned front desk and grabbed one of the notes used to take down numbers and a pen. Quickly writing out his number he offered it to her. “In case you need it. Not that you couldn’t get it from your father… or… anything.” He trailed off and laughed nervously at himself. “Just in case.” Not that he wanted her to cancel, but in case she needed anything, for any reason. Moving something, talking… company. More books… he didn’t really know. But it felt like the right thing to do. Halting his thoughts realizing he was over thinking it he mentally slapped himself.

[alinathelionfish]

Years of masking emotions, forcing herself to look...regal, as she always told herself, seemed to pay off. She reached out and took the piece of paper without seeming giddy, or overexcited. Instead she smiled a little and briefly glanced to the number before gently folding it and placing it in her coat pocket. While inside her heart seemed to pound ribs to spine harshly. Her head felt funny, lightheaded, and she had a great urge to sigh. Maybe even spin! --But not now. Not while she was still in front of Kaelin. How silly she would look just for getting a book and making dinner plans. She could just blame it on being rusty with these sorts of things. That wouldn't make it any better.

"Just in case," she agreed, unable to stop herself from smiling a bit more as he laughed a little. "I can't see anything interfering-- but better to be safe, right?" If Alina could internally wince, she probably would have just now. Her cheeks flushed a few degrees of pink, much against her will. "Uh..." she muttered quietly, suddenly hearing her father's loud voice. Though it didn't sound like an argument, but it was followed by another voice. Nope, Sebastien, she quickly gathered. 

Stop dallying! her mind chided, yet her heart whined no older than a six year old. "I should let you get back to your post." Post? "And," Alina paused and glanced over to her father's office, "give him last week's numbers." Slowly she turned her head back to Kaelin and smiled. Happily and with a bit of hope. She took the smallest step towards the office without turning her back towards Kae. "It was really nice to see you, Ca-- Kaelin." Her cheeks flushed bright pink. "Kaelin," she repeated to herself before giving him almost a bow and spinning on her heels and walking towards the office. Had she really almost just call him Captain?

[nothingbutfaithinher]

The Last Moment of Reason || Alina & Kaelin

[nothingbutfaithinher]

What Kaelin didn’t say was, though Thomas didn’t often speak of the incidents where his daughters or himself fought. No, he wasn’t the type to do such things.But once or twice he had asked Kaelin for advice. Due to his age being closer to that of his daughters than Thomas was himself. Since then though, he’d learned to notice when his boss was… tense. He made a guess that those were the days the morning started with a fight or argument of sorts.

"That’s true, and just like with anyone, when you find the flowers… they’re worth it because of the work it took to get there." Of course, he wasn’t really talking about business men anymore. He was talking about her. His flower among a sea of weeds. Not all were weeds, of course. But they weren’t all as radiant as she. And he didn’t mean looks. He ment the glimpses he’d seen of her mind. The way she spoke, even if it wasn’t to him.

"Well… I was hoping you would be willing to allow me to pick you up? If you would tell me where you live?" He knew where Thomas lived, but he wasn’t sure if Alina lived at him still or if she’d moved into her own place. He wasn’t sure, but he wanted to do this date right. He wanted to make her feel like she was the only woman in the whole of Storybrooke. Even if he only got the single night to do it.

[alinathelionfish]

"Very true. How few they are." Alina shrugged slightly, done really with that. "They... don't really make good conversation starters though. Starting them or being the subject." Oh gods, oh gods. Retreat! The woman quickly pictured a dessert table with a variety of different treats. Her mind settled on a mud slide drink. Why did it always deter to those lately? Or anything with a kick to it? The suddenly concentration on the drink kept her face from flushing at least. Or...as far as she was aware. Where was her poise?

"Oh." she blinked. "Definitely. That makes the most sense." That caught her off guard. It was a sweet gesture, added to the already sweet one of the gifted book. Now she was determined to find one she was sure would suit his tastes. Could they be book friends? She snapped out of the thought. He was asking her to dinner. Hardly seemed to be in the friend sphere of things. At least in the moment it didn't seem possible. Later, with more unneeded criticism and over thinking, things would change.

Alina turned to her shoulder bag, gently placing the book inside, and picked out her agenda book. Using one of the unused notes pages, she wrote fluidly -- or as best she could with her heart racing -- both the address and her phone number. The latter couldn't hurt. Or maybe that was too far. Or maybe she needed to take a risk, like she scolded herself to attempt to do. She clicked her pen and dropped it into her purse, along with the agenda book, and offered Kaelin the apartment address and her number. "In case you can't find it. I had problems finding the place at first." Yeah, that's enough, Alina.

[ariel-urchin-blog]

[SMS] Oh! Sounds lovely. This will be loads of fun! 

[alinathelionfish]

[SMS] :P

[urchinwithnograce]

How do you Fondue? || Halloween Festival || Annica & Alina

[urchinwithnograce]

Annica laughed. “Aww, I don’t think I’m that sweet. I’m sure Arianna would disagree.” Not that it wasn’t very well deserved when she went rather sour in regarding her sister… no Arianna took things that Annica asked her not to without permission. She rarely gave them back and would even try to pass them off as hers… yeah, she wasn’t exactly sweet when it came to her possessions. 

"Yeah…" She sighed slightly but knew talking about their sister’s choice of booth to run was just going to annoy Alina. Instead, she opted to just let the subject drop when the diner was brought up. "Oh… and going into a warm building wouldn’t be bad… maybe we should just head there instead? I’m all for festival food but a steak and cheese… that sounds amazing right now.” She nodded. So did fried shrimp or lobster but she wouldn’t eat that unless it was from Athena’s cove.

[alinathelionfish]

"Probably," she laughed, "she doesn't understand why she can't simply have all of your clothes." Alina said with an amused smile. The eldest could handle a few pieces of her wardrobe disappearing. It was always less frequent than the items disappearing from Annica's. "I don't understand why she doesn't just shop like you. Is part of the fun making you aggravated?" Her brow arched curiously.

"It does, doesn't it?" Now with that on her mind, that was all she could picture. That, with maybe onion rings. But definitely with an iced tea. Her stomach rumbled, whining again for something warm, greasy, and not full of leafy greens from the fridge. "Let's go see how busy she is then. Or if we'll narrowly miss a fuse with her granddaughter." A woman that reminded Alina a lot of Arlene. A sick shiver ran down her spine, giving her goosebumps. Ruby was a joy, but had to be a headache for her grandmother. Thinking of the food instead, Alina started for the closest exit to the festival. "Seems pretty busy here today. Did you get a rush or two?"

[urchinwithnograce]

Don't Give Me That Look || Annica & Alina

[urchinwithnograce]

Annica looked up and smiled, working on the ketchup bottles as she pondered her answer slightly. “I think so? I mean it’s not like it’s anything serious anyway. He just asked me to the ball. That’s all. We’ve only met a few times, anyway. I’m not going to run off and marry him or anything.” She grinned. She liked him, sure. But they’d only met a handful of times, and the first time she’d met him he’d been dating someone anyway. She actually was rather surprised he asked her in the first place. Though he’d seemed to get over it really quickly he had mentioned that things had gone quick… she looked back to the ketchup bottle, pulling herself away from thoughts. “Though… maybe…” She looked up at Alina and smirked. Just saying that to bother her sister.

[alinathelionfish]

Oh thank the Gods. Alina slowly let out a deep breath. A voice chided her, reminding her that Annica was an adult and was, actually, much better at telling what's a good risk to take. She could learn from her-- if she ever decided to stop being so stubborn. A hand clutched her chest as Alina's eyes widened, "Annica..." she said with panic and breathlessly. Her eyes widened as a smirk tugged on her sister's expression. "Annica!" she declared with dread. "You won- shouldn't... you shouldn't do such a thing." She gave her a little pout. "If you get married on a whim, you have to stay near by, so I can watch after my nieces and nephews when you're about to snap from going stir crazy." She tried to smile, and even gave an attempt to laugh. Though it was rather weak.

[ariel-urchin-blog]

Importance of Transportation || Ariel and Alina

[ariel-urchin-blog]

"And I’m sorry that you took me lying to you the wrong way. It was never meant to hurt you, I was just trying to force you to find something else to talk to me about.. Plus in case you haven’t figured it out yet, I hate school." Ariel just nodded at her sister and shrugged, "I spend lots of time at the office. It’s not so bad there, not quite as much time as I spend at Hidden Wonders, but sometimes it’s just nice to go somewhere other than home. It can get really loud there. Dad gives me a quiet space to work and sometimes I can convince people to bring me snacks while I do my homework or whatever." Ariel just nodded at her sister’s repeating of the name, "Yes, he’s good for snacks and quick conversation. Why do you sound so surprised? I do talk to people other than the family and Finn, you know." Ariel sighed while shaking her head at her sister, "It’s fun you know, we have snacks, watch a movie of my choosing. Sometimes Annica comes, or Arlene. Sometimes even Arianna comes. Although I think it’s just because she doesn’t have anything else to do and we’re taking the TV." The red head scoffed, waving off her sister, "Alright, alright. I believe you. Now calm down will you?" 

[alinathelionfish]

"I figure that now. And will restrict asking about it until you're close to graduation and ask about senior events. Alright?" That was going to be a stuggle, Alina already knew this. "That doesn't surprise me," Alina barely smiled. She was one of the more adorable ones, and could be seen as innocent in nearly every case. Oh how it allowed and tugged on her heart strings on occasion. "No- sorry," she shook her head quickly, "he's really nice. Seems like he'd be a good friend." Alina almost laughed as she tried to picture all seven of them sitting in the living room for a movie night. The peace wouldn't last twenty minutes. "When's your next movie night?" She'd have to consider what she brought food wise since baking cookies would be out of the question. She gave a faint nod, "okay," she paused, "good." Walking over to the tea kettle, she turned the burner off right as the kettle started to sing. "Hot chocolate?"

[ariel-urchin-blog]

[SMS] I’m on crutches Alina, salt doesn’t do much to help. 

[alinathelionfish]

[SMS] I'll give you a darn piggy back ride if I must. One time offer.

[ariel-urchin-blog]

[SMS] Worse than me. Get rid of the ice while you stand there, I don’t want to die.

[alinathelionfish]

[SMS] This scares me. Don't worry. I'll make sure you don't get hurt. There's plenty of salt down.

[ariel-urchin-blog]

[SMS] Please do. 

[SMS] Okay… This guy is a horrible driver.

[alinathelionfish]

[SMS] Worse than Annabeth? No tip for him. I'm getting on my shoes and will be waiting on the curb. 

[ariel-urchin-blog]

[SMS] Gosh darn it… 

[SMS] Taxi is here, you’re paying right? 

[alinathelionfish]

[SMS] I'll tell you when I get the next shipment.

[SMS] Yep. Just call me when you're here and I'll run down.