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@blackswansasha
And a good morning to you, Odette. Or is it Odile? [Glances around the room she’s in with the barest concealment of distaste.] Ah, Odile it is.
[Clutching the sheets tightly, she gave Rumplestiltskin the coldest early morning glare she could manage.] It's Sasha. What are you doing in here-- in my room?
I know we don’t usually get along, but you and Vanessa have been the closest thing I’ve had to a family in quite a while. What’s happening to you?
Alright. To the best of my ability, I’ll… I’ll try.
Bloody hell. All this... magic I've been using? It's my life source. And now there's not much of it left.
This shit with Wendy's going to blow soon, I can feel it.
… I’m sorry. I didn’t know— What is it?
I never should have told you, if you were going to throw a pity party.
Look after Vanessa for me. Please?
because im home and bored i painted an abigail :D
this was the first time using photoshop since before the holidays and i think it turned out pretty good
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How could I forget? Are you cashing in that favor, or just coming to remind me?
I'm sick. Vanessa's trying to fix it, but I don't know if it can be fixed. So I need you to do something for me.
And we were in flames, I needed, I needed you To run through my veins, like disease, disease And now we are strange, strangers
Do get on with it. I’ve better things to do than lollygag around with you.
You owe me a favor, remember?
So you moved at some point then? [She nods.] I can search, but if you had known it would have saved some time.
All the time. I think he was afraid of people finding out who I really was.
I don’t need much my dear. Just for you to tell Jefferson where it was that Bart was living when you were born. We have a way of going back and watching it occur, without interfering. If we do that then I can figure out how to recharge your magical reserves.
I-I don't think I know. Maybe it's in one of his journals?
No, you are not. I will not allow it. I haven’t found a way to stop it yet, but I do know how I can. I just need your help.
I don't think I would be of much use like this.
That man, I swear to the gods I should hunt him down and have his balls right this second.
I just want it to stop.
Am I going to die?
Sasha? Are you alright?
I keep dreaming about him.
What the fuck.
You are magic incarnate, my lamprey. Using it as we have been these past few months… I fear that it might be taking from the magic that fuels your life force, and is not renewing itself. That would explain why it is so weak, and why you are so tired. I need you to use magic as little as possible until we can fix this. Understand? [She strokes her hair as she holds her.]
[Was she dying? Oh god, she really was dying. Is this because of the time she beat up that boy from the lighthouse, or tried to get that werewolf killed? Was this God's way of-- no. God was something made up by her father to keep her scared. She couldn't be scared anymore.] Okay.
The next person that asks about my hat?
Why would I shove a hat up— No, not my ass. Whoever opens their mouth next about bloody hats. Are you going to give it a go, little witch?
I do not care for your ugly hat, little man, or it's intended purposes. Is it fixed yet?
[Vanessa looked at the girl for a long moment with furrowed brows, thinking over the girl’s symptoms. The longer she thought it over, the less she could deny what they were both undoubtedly thinking. Vanessa’s face fell as her heart sank into her stomach. This young girl that she had known for such a short time had quickly become a large part of her life, and meant far more to her than she had ever willingly admitted aloud. Human’s came and went during her long lifespan, but somehow Sasha had manged to become so much more than that. Vanessa never could put a word to the relationship she shared with her young apprentice, but she was the only person that Vanessa would ever consider willingly putting before herself. Now all of that was at stake. Sasha might very well be taken from her, and there wasn’t even anyone that she could blame or punish for it. Her mouth gone dry from the worry that was knotting in the pit of her stomach, Vanessa pulled Sasha into her arms as she had never done before. Who knew if she would get the chance again?] We’ll figure this out. I will fix this.
[Sasha froze as Vanessa's arms wrapped around her, warm and comforting and-- no one had ever done that before. Suddenly she was shaking as though the hug had the opposite effect. Unless something was very, very wrong, she doubted Vanessa would ever go to such lengths.] What's wrong with me?
How long has this been going on? Are you experiencing any other symptoms?
I think a couple of weeks. I can't conceal anymore, and I'm so tired, all the time.
