Ruling Remorse.

Eram quod es, eris quod sum.

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@the-chessboard-gambit​

All kinds of people came to this city; friends, enemies, families and sometimes...all of them in one. This was the peculiar case of having to meet the woman responsible for their daughter. No, no-- that came off severely wrong. The child respectively belonged to her, and not her. Yet, no matter how much she tried to be delusional over the fact that this woman had some sort of redemption inside of her, she couldn’t shake off the feeling of cold betrayal emitting from her presence. 

At first, she was stunned that she was here just like any other family member in which she came across. It had only taken a few minutes before her stomach churned at the sight of the woman, even before they initiated talking. 

Even if they had gone past the stage of understanding and empathizing, did she truly mean what she had said before? Or was it to impress the man of her dreams instead of disappointing him again?

These were all the thoughts that began to stir in her head, and the thought of Ange having to confront her had made it more complicated.

The look of astonishment faded away into what looked like a small frown, before she asked in a sorrowful manner.

“She’s here, have you met her?”

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jyacinthe:

「✿」Shiva is very happy and excited “Yaaaay!” she jumps around before giggling and holding onto her hand “Yes! Teacher is fine as long nothing bad happens and I go back to him on time before we start leaving!”

As they found a spot spacious enough to make a snowman, she got onto her knees and waited for the younger to begin. “Do you think you can show me how to start it off? I might have forgotten, and I’m quite sure you’re much better at this than me.” 

Obviously, she actually hadn’t forgotten how, but she of course would let the child take control over this.

[madamsharley]

Winter Ball (underwater after-party edition)

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madamsharley:

odiodise

Unlike her sister that had the natural ability to play it off cool and suave, she was the complete opposite. She was the ugly duckling out of siblings after all, and this clearly showcased it off without fail. There was a frown at first, nervously looking at her sister and the mermaid. She had taken a couple of drinks, but not enough to be drunk. A bit tipsy would have been correct, though otherwise she was still mostly sober.

After being greeted by the other with physical contact, she eventually gave her an awry smile. There was a nervous chuckle given at her sister for making such a remark in publicity, knowing exactly what she meant by it.

❝Anyway, we should thank you for inviting us…Shyarly-san.❞ As the two began to walk to the exit, she tailed behind them without saying anything. She could only pray that things will go well…lord, please.

@madamsharley​

Shyarly didn’t really get what Eva meant but she could take a guess. This what were she had to come between them already. Smiling, she pulled Rosa a little closer. “Ah, your brothers, right?” Sometimes it was best to play ignorant. She was sure that Maria was fine with a babysitter right now so no need to make Rosa feel worse about that.

Moving away from both of them she slipped into the limo and left the door open for her guests. It wasn’t mean’t to be flashy, just the only car she could fit into. And being a little flashy wan’t bad either. There was an ice bucket with cheap champagne that sat in a holder between them with Shyraly taking up one end of the vehicle and the sisters sharing a seat across from her. “There’s no need. Again, your relatives were the ones who organized this ball so I should be thanking you in that regard.“ The driver took off. It wouldn’t take long with where they were now.

“You’re both fine with this being at a Theta apartment, right?” She really hoped that wouldn’t be an issue. “The outer district living is so much more spacious and I can guarantee my roommate will stay in his room.” Shyarly laughed. That made it sound like she was going to lock Wright in his room. No, they would just rather die then be in the same space as three women.

@desiderious​

“Two of them, yes.” She replied in Rosa’s stead (whether she went with it or not). Slipping into the vehicle, she sat in an elegant manner, legs crossed while her hands rested above it. There was a quick scan made in the car’s interior, and it wasn’t shabby if anything. It was simply decent, passable even. As she took a glimpse of the champagne, she had to take precaution not to drink too much tonight. She wasn’t a drinker much like Rosa anyway, so it shouldn’t have been a problem at all.

“If there’s anyone to thank, you should thank Battler-kun. He’s the one who’s very active in these committees.” A charming smile flashed at the mermaid.

“That’s not a problem at all. At least it’s in an apartment.” She chuckled at her before eyeing at her sister. “Better than drinking inside a box, now isn’t that right Rosaaa?”

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Winter Ball (underwater after-party edition)

“Well It looks like things are finally wrapping up here.” Music was dying down and looked like the food was running out. Shyarly stood up and cracked her neck before heading for the exit. A quick look at her phone told her that her limo would be waiting outside. It wasn’t time to leave just yet, she still had two guests who were going to come back to her apartment for some after party drinks and a maybe movie.

Two guests who she had told separately. Shyarly sincerely doubted that neither of them wouldn’t guess at what she was up to though. Both very observant woman who were used to secrets while she was an open book.

As she got closer to the entrance arch, it looked like they were both there and ready to leave. A sigh turned into a big smile once they both noticed her and Shyarly looked ready to wrap them both in a hug. The waft of peppermint vodka hadn’t faded from her breath.

“Ah, Rosa… and Eva.” Eyes moved from one back to the other. Surely they could all get along with her mediating in the middle. “You don’t mind both coming back with me, right? Three makes fine company and that’s exactly what I’m looking for on a cold night like this.” She moved forward again, holding out her arms as if to direct them both to the door and follow at her sides. Maybe not the best idea to take them from one family affair into what would turn out to be another. If only they weren’t sisters, Shyarly could see no reason why they couldn’t get along. Of course it was because they were sisters that she wanted to see them together.

“Our ride is right outside. Lets not keep the driver waiting.”

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It wasn’t as though nothing was entirely resolved. Bits and pieces were, but they were still learning how to. This was something that the two weren’t exactly used to, a meeting that didn’t involve in a family feud or business to discuss about welfare. This was nothing more but a casual meeting of an acquaintance that they both happened to know...and thus, both needed to be on their best behavior. 

The older didn’t seem to be entirely bothered of her sister, instead she wore her casual smile as she was pulled into a hug.

“No, this is fine. Both of us are actually used to being in a company of three than four...” A chuckle, as if it were meant to be an inner joke between her and the younger.

She walked towards their host first, not exactly waiting in sync for her sister to follow. With arms crossed as she followed the mermaid, she could do nothing but wonder how this would all end. Knowing Rosa, she might have to do most of the talking to make it less awkward.

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[actuallymuffet]

Winter Ball Starter | @desiderious

“I can’t say this kind of thing is for me,” Muffet said to the woman next to her, watching a snowball fight happen with a couple of other spectators, “At least, not in this attire.”

She took a sip of her cider as another person scored a direct hit right to someone’s face. “The last thing I need is for my suit to get soaked from melted snowballs.”

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A chuckle came through as she watched the fight happen right before eyes, a cup of her own in her hand as she held it for warmth.

“What a shame, are you sure about that? With a fine suit like that, you’d also be killing them in style, fufu~” She did have to admit, however, that she wasn’t one to partake in activities like this. 

“But jokes aside, I do have to admire your sense in fashion. It’s certainly empowering when a female wears pants to an occasion like this one.”

[desiderious]

jyacinthe:

「✿」Eyes closed as the other gave her a pat, a little smile forming on her face. It is nice to see that miss Eva is also in this event. She would love to enjoy some moments with her!

“Hmmmm, let’s see we could make a big giant snowman!”

“That sounds wonderful! I’m more than happy to help you build one.” Bending a bit forward to now take her hand, she asked,

“And your teacher is fine about that?”

[desiderious]

curatoradmiral:

   “Hello, Ushiromiya Eva. You are enjoying yourself, I trust?” The Grand Admiral offered a small bow, respectfully lowering his head. He knew that the woman did not see eye to eye with him on everything…even so, he respected her sense of rightness. He wasn’t going to be rude.

   “…And why wouldn’t you? I have mentioned before my great interest in art…and my desire for stability. It is the reason I volunteered myself for security work tonight…any chance to study the city’s culture and ensure the safety of the citizenry is appreciated.”

“More or less, but I do admit I’d be lying if I said it was terrible.” The evening overall was fine to her. Nothing to extravagant was happening, but she’d rather have it that way than something unexpected to come out of nowhere. 

She wasn’t a woman to fake a smile for the sake of being polite, considering she wasn’t afraid to show emotion unlike several that she knew. Yet, she was going to be elegant about it, minding herself that they were in a public setting. She simply tucked a strand of hair behind her ear as he spoke, her eyes technically plastered on him.

“You certainly are devoted in what you’re passionate about...it makes me a little envious, I should say. Even during the most festive time, you’re still willing to do research.”

[bizarrequazar]

Umineko no Naku Koro ni Tsubasa - Chapter 1

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Umineko no Naku Koro ni Tsubasa - Chapter 1

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divetoemergency:

The atmosphere of the kitchen changed drastically as Ange slipped into a pleasant day dream. Although she didn’t have the skill or attention to materialize her friends in the physical sense, Ange was able to project her thoughts into the negative space between reality and what she wished was reality. From what she had seen, Ronove was a devilish man but an exemplary butler. Ange had been surrounded by servants for most of her life, but no matter how dutiful the furniture, none could compare to Ronove, who she found charming. He was impish and sassy and often ignored the gulf between master and servant. Although he was hired help, it almost felt as if they were equals, almost as if he could be a friend.

Around a sweet spoonful of cereal, Ange smiled to herself.

Bring!

The ugly sound of the microwave splintered Ronove’s body as if he were struck by a sledgehammer.

Ange let out a groan of frustration. Being a witch was difficult. Even though she inherited the abilities of Beatrice, she hadn’t unlocked the true potential of Endless Magic. She was barely a novice. Eva’s presence further inhibited the flow of magic, and Ange’s toxin of disbelief rose like bile in her throat when she heard the woman’s light footfalls on the kitchen floor. She was finishing her bowl of cereal, and thought she would be best off returning to her room, to the comfort of isolation. In the dark, it was easy to pretend she was anywhere, with anyone. She couldn’t face the reality of the kitchen, so she chose instead to escape.

“Obasan, how long do you think you’ll be here?”

The vibrant ringing that came from the timer had interrupted the two’s happy thoughts, and as soon as she turned it off she felt her head cloud with unnecessary thoughts once more. The mind can only relieve pain for so long, and she knew she couldn’t run away from it.

With oven mittens, she took out the batch and set it above surface. The scent of rich chocolate perfumed the kitchen, and by the looks of it the texture had enough crisp to it. She would have considered this a lucky shot, considering she rarely baked.

Bitterness coated the girl’s tongue as she asked impatiently how long she was going stay around. It was funny, considering she could have left first with her cereal. The woman digressed, however, and taking off the mittens she promptly headed to the exit. 

“Right now. Knowing how unpleasant my company is, I won’t bother you anymore of it today.”

[desiderious]

divetoemergency:

“I guess,” she said, hotly.

The sound of her aunt’s voice filled her with bitterness. Ange was content to eat in silence, but the old hag had other ideas.

She had no idea why Eva was so interested in her tastes. It was obvious Ange liked chocolate– didn’t everyone…? Eva was asking questions she already knew the answers to, so that she could validate her worth as a parent when Ange responded accordingly. It was pathetic. It made her teeth grind.

If only she would quit her probing, Ange could pretend the woman wasn’t there. The sound of Eva cooking could be heard behind her, but Ange could easily imagine she was Ghoda or perhaps– even Ronove. Yeah, if she just shut up, Ange could close her eyes and be served cake baked by a demon butler. Ronove wasn’t furniture she had ever tried to summon, but since she was Beatrice, his new master, she supposed she could try… Ange tried to lose herself in a pleasant day dream.

That was all she needed to know, thankfully. Now where did Battler put the chocolate away...

She headed to where the fridge was, opening it to see some unopened chocolate bars. Although she had told him several times not to buy too many sweets, it was expected of him to soften her instructions a bit for his own convenience. Well, she could have a saying about that later. As she pulled out one whole bar, she unwrapped it before throwing it in a separate bowl. She transferred it to the microwave, carefully setting it in before closing and setting a timer on it. 

Now that was done, she waited. Oddly enough, baking was calming her nerves. At some point in her life, she knew she had to find a way to cope with her emotions other than through martial arts, and the kitchen was the solution it. It was easy for her to let her mind sink into whatever it was that she was making, and the results were usually satisfying too.

While she was conscious of Ange’s presence, it wasn’t as strong as before to become a bothersome. Using the time to shut her eyes a bit, she let fragrance of chocolate soothe her. Truly, what a typical holiday scent it was to have around in a house. Come to think of...Christmas was just around the corner, wasn’t it? She needed to finish that Christmas shopping that she pushed off for a while now...

BRING! 

Abruptly opening her eyes to be thrown back into reality, she opened the microwave to take the melted chocolate out, using it to fuse it in with the rest of the ingredients. She continued on with the rest of the steps until she reached the point where it all became dough.

Taking the pan out again, she placed a parchment sheet over it before establishing tiny balls of dough out of the bowl. As Ange had done before, she cleaned out the oven once more before placing the pan in it. Shutting it tight, she set the timer again and leaned against the kitchen table.

Taking a quite glance at the girl (whom she nearly forgot was there), she shifted her gaze elsewhere before she was caught by her. It had been so long since they were able to be in a room together without screaming at one another for pointless things. The woman wasn’t dumb to think everything was fine as it was; the girl must have been doing her best to ignore her. She couldn’t help but imagine how weirdly satisfying this all was to her though...

Despite still being seen as a wretch in her eyes...she wanted to take advantage of this moment. This was as close as they might ever get, and...that was fine.