Donna Beneviento

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[donnabeneviento-doll]

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[the-dimitrescu-seamstress]

A small letter seemed to appear out of nowhere within the seamstresses office, tiny jingling whispered in the air as the dolls scuttled off, their plan in full swing. The envelope wrapped in loose threads to mock their mother's ribbons, some sticks tied in to replace the flowers, it was brilliant! Magda would never know the difference! They were absolutely sure of it.

When opened, the paper simply read, "Yoo ar soh pre-t Magadenda . Kiess. -donah benanven-toe"

Magda laughed for a good five minutes straight. It was absolutely adorable.

"Oh, Donna. Such wonderful writing. I clearly must write back immediately." She decidedly ignored the jingling she heard, knowing exactly who it was from.

And so she composed a very elaborate response.

"Donah, Eye luv yoo. Eye kiess yoo lawts. Kiess. -Magadenda"

She then slipped the reply in an envelope, tied bits of string with buttons around it, and left in on the far corner of her worktable.

"Pity I can't deliver this right away. Oh well, maybe tomorrow. Or the next day," she stated with a dramatic and heavy sigh.

[donnabeneviento-doll]

Within seconds rapid jingling was heard, two or three dolls running out from under a skirted table, stacking on top of each other to take the note, thinking they were being the sneakiest creatures alive. But then they saw it. Magdalena was watching them!!! They all squeaked, their stack crashing to the floor, and like bugs when lights were turned on, they scattered, scurrying to escape, bumping into everything.

[donnabeneviento-doll]

"Donna?" Magda knocked on the dollmaker's door. For a moment, she wondered if what she was doing was foolish, as well as if the woman was even home. Yes, she was a recluse, but she could still leave her home every so often. Perhaps a walk in the woods, or she was out in her garden. The waterfall did often muffle noises.

"Donna, are you home? It's Magda. I..... I was wondering if I could talk to you?"

Of course she was home, and if she wasn't, the dolls were.. The door opened steadily, pulled by the short woman. "Yes..? Is something the matter? Are you not.. Cold?" Donna whispered, afraid her words would be carried away by the snow, a thief in the wind.

[thecassandradimitrescu]

Emergency, Cont’d

Continued from here, @donnabeneviento-doll

Cassandra looked in the direction Donna indicated, surprised to see Ursul Verde sitting on the desk, both arms intact and attached to his torso. How? Had she been distracted by the film for that long? She couldn’t have been. Nothing was that engrossing… was it? After all, this was Donna’s home. She could do anything here.

“How long…. how long was I watching the film reel?” she asked as she picked up the bear, examining his new vest and glasses. He was cute. That was something she would never state to anyone out loud, but he was adorable. The brunette blinked a few times as the urge for tears to form pressed at the corners of her eyes. None fell, but it was close. She wanted to hug him close and tight, but again, she was being watched… all she could do was press the small bear to her chest for a few brief moments. “Thank you, Lady Beneviento. I owe you for this…”

At the offer of taking a part of Donna’s collection, the taller woman shook her head. “I couldn’t. No. It… they might get ruined. I’d rather they stay here. My room in the castle isn’t the best place for films or books. Some yes, but not all. Not yours. They’re too special. I could read them here, if you don’t mind,” she repeated. “I… Bela and Daniela read faster than I do. They devour books. I tend to take my time.” She wasn’t stupid, she just wasn’t a fast reader like her sisters.

[donnabeneviento-doll]

“not long at all…” Donna trailed off, a quiet hum as she rose up from her desk, setting the needle and thread down. “I work fast..” There was something there, within Cassandra’s eyes, a sadness turned joy, nothing she would bring to mouth at the expense of the woman’s pride.

“You can come as often as you’d like.. But Angie might come to burden so often.. Though it is nothing you wouldn’t encounter at home, I am sure.. And. Just.. Donna. There is no need for.. Lord.. Or Beneviento. I would like to think we are.. Closer. Than formalities.. Besides. It is only us two.. Or.. Rather three.. I feel as if the spider may spring soon” The dollmaker let out such a gentle laugh, hoping it would help the witch before her soothe her tension.

[thecassandradimitrescu]

“You’re faster than Magda. Mother should hire you. You could have all your dolls working on the projects. Get them done in no time.” Of course then again, that’d mean Magda would be out of a job, and likely into a barrel, but that really didn’t matter much. Not to Cassandra, at least. All that matter was that Ursul Verde was fixed. A happy, little smile played on her lips as she looked him over proper, investigating the stitching and details of the clothes.

“Angie’s not a burden. Even when she hits me with her wooden sword,” she commented absentmindedly. However, when Donna corrected her name, the brunette looked at the veiled woman a bit surprised. “Right. Donna. You know I only do those formalities because my mother’s told me to. That’s all really.” A mild lie, but who would ever really pay attention to Cassandra’s reasoning for things? “You’ve… you’ve got spiders here?” she asked, a bit confused and maybe a little wary. She knew Donna could cause hallucinations, but would she actually be the sort to send an imaginary spider after her? Maybe if Cassandra had pissed her off, but that hadn’t happened. Yet.

[donnabeneviento-doll]

“Faster than.. Oh no. No no.. I am not.. Besides, with Angie.. I would be unable to get anything done. And Magda would be out of the job… I would miss her. But your mother has offered me a place in your home before” She let out a faint, tired, laugh, turning off her projector. Cold hands buried themselves against her stomach in their idle nature. “Not to work, of course. Simply for the company, I believe.”

“Ah yes.. My little knight. I haven’t been able to take the sword from her since she got it.. Not one clue where she hides it during the days she isn’t using it” Ohhh the spiders, she didn’t intend to worry the poor thing. “No.. No. No spiders.. Or rather, none I have seen. I was simply calling Angie one with how she stalks and crawls.”

[thecassandradimitrescu]

“I didn’t mean for Angie to help you. I know she’d be as helpful as, well, Daniela when she’s been told to do something she hates. I meant your other dolls. The ones that hide in the walls.” The ones that all looked the same, and all lived in the walls, and all probably had the combined intelligence of a sack of dried peas.

On second thought, Donna was right. They didn’t need to be anywhere near the castle wardrobe.

“Mother wanted you for company?” Cassandra blinked at that. She had never thought Donna and her mother would get along in that sort of capacity… But then again, mother did seem to prefer the company of women to men, so maybe she was wrong. “I didn’t know that. Why didn’t you take her up on the offer?”

“If Angie’s anything like me, she has a number of hiding spots around your house. I could try to look for some of them if you want.” Of course, she’d have to think small, so whether she’d even be able to reach any of them, Cassandra had no idea. Then a thought hit her. “Maybe she’s being protective of you. You called her your little knight. Does she keep you safe?” Maybe Cassandra and Angie paralleled in that manner. “She is a sneaky little thing, isn’t she?” The brunette asked, slightly relieved there weren’t any giant spiders about.

[donnabeneviento-doll]

Donna couldn’t help but laugh at the implication of any of her dolls helping her sew, it was a faint bubbly sound of clear good nature.. “Yes.. Yes your mother asks me every year to come to the castle” she hummed, smile dropping just enough beneath the veil. She had thought Alcina would speak with her children about moving someone in, but she supposed they’d be fine with it regardless, the castle was endless it seemed.

Why didn’t she want to move in.. How could she explain.. “Well.. Cassandra.. I.. I cannot leave, far too much of mine here.. Far too many memories here, whether they linger in my mind, or on the tip of my tongue.. I cannot leave, who would watch over it? Who would keep Claudia safe? Back when my gardener was around.. It was possible. But no longer. It is my own doing of course, a gilded cage lined with rust, so to speak” there was another laugh, joy absent in it.

“Ahh yes.. Angie. Yes, she certainly does have tunnels and doorways all through the house, I have never been able to find them, and I don’t have the heart to ask her.. She enjoys scaring me. According to her though, she’s got them in the castle as well.” Cold hands made their way to her stomach as she spoke, twisting and kneading at the fabric to soothe herself. “I would not say she protects me so much as she believes she does. But I would never ask that of her. She is a child, at mind and heart. And should something happen I do not know what I’d do”

[thecassandradimitrescu]

Cassandra smiled a little upon hearing Donna’s laughter. It was… a cute sound. A bit like wind chimes… not that she had heard many of those in her life, but her laugh was unexpectedly enjoyable. If only she could keep sounds as trophies… pity that wasn’t possible. 

“Why would mother do that? Is she lonely? Bored?” Were the daughters not enough in terms of company? Did she need more entertainment than what was currently provided? Cassandra’s mind did its best to work out how to fix such a problem. After all, you could only bring so many people to the castle.

“You wouldn’t have to move, you know. You could have a suite in the castle during the winter. No villager would be stupid enough to trek to your home in the winter. Your house and Claudia’s grave would be safe. Would you test it out, even just for a night?” If Donna needed more convincing, Cassandra could probably put up a few of the vineyards special scarecrows along the path, or hang more dismembered bodies from the trees. Maybe both. “I say we remove the rust and the door for this gilded cage.”

Angie had built her tunnels through the castle? Shit. Honestly, she thought the doll would never actually go through with that, but here was the truth. Cassandra wondered if she could find them all, or at least the ones getting into the castle, and block them off somehow. That’d keep the little shit from causing too much trouble. 

“So, if she’s not the one who protects you, who does? Are you your own protector?” Cassandra asked, cocking her head. “I mean, if little dolls can’t keep you safe, who can?” Yes, her tone might have been a little condescending, but part of her was curious. All Donna had was her dolls and mind tricks. How good was she?

[donnabeneviento-doll]

Donna opened her mouth to answer the questions asked first, about the Giant’s intentions, but of course, never got the chance to speak a word on it before more were asked “Yes- yes I suppose I would test it.. If only a day.. But I would not wish anything special from your mother, of course. An empty room with a bed would suffice.. I know it is.. Warmer.. There”

Protection.. Who protected Donna, in truth, it wasn’t actually anyone, or anything. She was not strong, not resilient, could not heal.. Even for looks, she was hardly terrifying.. What an odd moment she’d caught herself in, bunching her hands against her stomach once again.

As Donna fell silent, only the noise of fabric being worn down and the buzzing of flies dancing through the air, only to be broken by “I suppose no one protects me. Other than myself, of course”

[thecassandradimitrescu]

“An empty room with a bed.” Cassandra just stared at Donna. “I don’t think we have an empty room with just a bed in it. Have you seen the castle? Mother doesn’t do empty. At least not if it’s in the inhabited part of the castle.” Yes, there were empty rooms, but they were in the unused, dilapidated portions of their home. “You may be forced to deal with having a table, a chair, and rugs. Possibly all three or more,” she said drily. Donna… Cassandra didn’t understand this woman. She seemed happy to live in isolation in a house with just her and a bunch of dolls. “You don’t like crowds of people, do you?” she asked in her usual, non-accusing, but damn if it didn’t sound accusatory, fashion.

“Just yourself? Why? We have the castle and the things on the roof and in the dungeon, Heisenberg has his soldats, and even Moreau has his… water… and slime walls. I mean…. you could have a button or switch to disable the elevator. It’d buy you some time if you needed it. How good is your… ability?” Was Cassandra actually feeling sorry for this woman? Maybe? It was rare, but the brunette sometimes did feel sympathy for people.

[donnabeneviento-doll]

"Well.. Empty is an understatement, I suppose. Your mother is very.. Decorative. Moreso than I" Donna couldn't help the small laugh that bubbled up, wringing her hands out against her stomach. "It isn't that I do not like crowds.. I simply don't enjoy being in the way. I do fine around others." It was difficult to explain, she loved company deeply, loved to listen to others speak, the way their postures shifted with each word, it was fascinating.. But she could understand the confusion.

"Well.. I-" Every time she tried to speak, Cassandra interrupted with more comparisons, she knew the woman wasn't meaning to be rude. Alcina certainly never gave her this much freedom to be nosy. "My ability is very.. Capable... Of whatever I wish it to do. If you wish to see, I could show you. Though I know you would never threaten my life, so they wouldn't be as.. Aggressive"

[donnabeneviento-doll]

"ANGIE! STOP JUMPING OFF THE SHELF!!" said Minerva calmly.

"NEVER! HAH!" Angie loosed a shout before yet another thud

[minerva-mcgonagallrp]

"ANGIE!" she splutters before turning around and shouting, "DONNA! PUPLA, TAME THIS DEMON!"

[donnabeneviento-doll]

"She will calm down eventually... Or knock herself out.. Whichever comes first... Perhaps if we put a pillow down she won't like it as much"

[minerva-mcgonagallrp]

Minerva flicks her wand and the entire floor and walls are now padded. "There ya little demon, try that..." she mutters to herself sitting down, eyeing Angie determinately.

[donnabeneviento-doll]

Within the next seconds, there was yet another thud, but muffled, the little doll was just laid there face planted on the padding. Her words were muffled, but it was obvious she was complaining about how they were no fun.

[donnabeneviento-doll]

"ANGIE! STOP JUMPING OFF THE SHELF!!" said Minerva calmly.

"NEVER! HAH!" Angie loosed a shout before yet another thud

[minerva-mcgonagallrp]

"ANGIE!" she splutters before turning around and shouting, "DONNA! PUPLA, TAME THIS DEMON!"

[donnabeneviento-doll]

"She will calm down eventually... Or knock herself out.. Whichever comes first... Perhaps if we put a pillow down she won't like it as much"

[donnabeneviento-doll]

"ANGIE! STOP JUMPING OFF THE SHELF!!" said Minerva calmly.

"NEVER! HAH!" Angie loosed a shout before yet another thud

[thecassandradimitrescu]

Emergency, Cont’d

Continued from here, @donnabeneviento-doll

Cassandra looked in the direction Donna indicated, surprised to see Ursul Verde sitting on the desk, both arms intact and attached to his torso. How? Had she been distracted by the film for that long? She couldn’t have been. Nothing was that engrossing… was it? After all, this was Donna’s home. She could do anything here.

“How long…. how long was I watching the film reel?” she asked as she picked up the bear, examining his new vest and glasses. He was cute. That was something she would never state to anyone out loud, but he was adorable. The brunette blinked a few times as the urge for tears to form pressed at the corners of her eyes. None fell, but it was close. She wanted to hug him close and tight, but again, she was being watched… all she could do was press the small bear to her chest for a few brief moments. “Thank you, Lady Beneviento. I owe you for this…”

At the offer of taking a part of Donna’s collection, the taller woman shook her head. “I couldn’t. No. It… they might get ruined. I’d rather they stay here. My room in the castle isn’t the best place for films or books. Some yes, but not all. Not yours. They’re too special. I could read them here, if you don’t mind,” she repeated. “I… Bela and Daniela read faster than I do. They devour books. I tend to take my time.” She wasn’t stupid, she just wasn’t a fast reader like her sisters.

[donnabeneviento-doll]

“not long at all…” Donna trailed off, a quiet hum as she rose up from her desk, setting the needle and thread down. “I work fast..” There was something there, within Cassandra’s eyes, a sadness turned joy, nothing she would bring to mouth at the expense of the woman’s pride.

“You can come as often as you’d like.. But Angie might come to burden so often.. Though it is nothing you wouldn’t encounter at home, I am sure.. And. Just.. Donna. There is no need for.. Lord.. Or Beneviento. I would like to think we are.. Closer. Than formalities.. Besides. It is only us two.. Or.. Rather three.. I feel as if the spider may spring soon” The dollmaker let out such a gentle laugh, hoping it would help the witch before her soothe her tension.

[thecassandradimitrescu]

“You’re faster than Magda. Mother should hire you. You could have all your dolls working on the projects. Get them done in no time.” Of course then again, that’d mean Magda would be out of a job, and likely into a barrel, but that really didn’t matter much. Not to Cassandra, at least. All that matter was that Ursul Verde was fixed. A happy, little smile played on her lips as she looked him over proper, investigating the stitching and details of the clothes.

“Angie’s not a burden. Even when she hits me with her wooden sword,” she commented absentmindedly. However, when Donna corrected her name, the brunette looked at the veiled woman a bit surprised. “Right. Donna. You know I only do those formalities because my mother’s told me to. That’s all really.” A mild lie, but who would ever really pay attention to Cassandra’s reasoning for things? “You’ve… you’ve got spiders here?” she asked, a bit confused and maybe a little wary. She knew Donna could cause hallucinations, but would she actually be the sort to send an imaginary spider after her? Maybe if Cassandra had pissed her off, but that hadn’t happened. Yet.

[donnabeneviento-doll]

“Faster than.. Oh no. No no.. I am not.. Besides, with Angie.. I would be unable to get anything done. And Magda would be out of the job… I would miss her. But your mother has offered me a place in your home before” She let out a faint, tired, laugh, turning off her projector. Cold hands buried themselves against her stomach in their idle nature. “Not to work, of course. Simply for the company, I believe.”

“Ah yes.. My little knight. I haven’t been able to take the sword from her since she got it.. Not one clue where she hides it during the days she isn’t using it” Ohhh the spiders, she didn’t intend to worry the poor thing. “No.. No. No spiders.. Or rather, none I have seen. I was simply calling Angie one with how she stalks and crawls.”

[thecassandradimitrescu]

“I didn’t mean for Angie to help you. I know she’d be as helpful as, well, Daniela when she’s been told to do something she hates. I meant your other dolls. The ones that hide in the walls.” The ones that all looked the same, and all lived in the walls, and all probably had the combined intelligence of a sack of dried peas.

On second thought, Donna was right. They didn’t need to be anywhere near the castle wardrobe.

“Mother wanted you for company?” Cassandra blinked at that. She had never thought Donna and her mother would get along in that sort of capacity… But then again, mother did seem to prefer the company of women to men, so maybe she was wrong. “I didn’t know that. Why didn’t you take her up on the offer?”

“If Angie’s anything like me, she has a number of hiding spots around your house. I could try to look for some of them if you want.” Of course, she’d have to think small, so whether she’d even be able to reach any of them, Cassandra had no idea. Then a thought hit her. “Maybe she’s being protective of you. You called her your little knight. Does she keep you safe?” Maybe Cassandra and Angie paralleled in that manner. “She is a sneaky little thing, isn’t she?” The brunette asked, slightly relieved there weren’t any giant spiders about.

[donnabeneviento-doll]

Donna couldn’t help but laugh at the implication of any of her dolls helping her sew, it was a faint bubbly sound of clear good nature.. “Yes.. Yes your mother asks me every year to come to the castle” she hummed, smile dropping just enough beneath the veil. She had thought Alcina would speak with her children about moving someone in, but she supposed they’d be fine with it regardless, the castle was endless it seemed.

Why didn’t she want to move in.. How could she explain.. “Well.. Cassandra.. I.. I cannot leave, far too much of mine here.. Far too many memories here, whether they linger in my mind, or on the tip of my tongue.. I cannot leave, who would watch over it? Who would keep Claudia safe? Back when my gardener was around.. It was possible. But no longer. It is my own doing of course, a gilded cage lined with rust, so to speak” there was another laugh, joy absent in it.

“Ahh yes.. Angie. Yes, she certainly does have tunnels and doorways all through the house, I have never been able to find them, and I don’t have the heart to ask her.. She enjoys scaring me. According to her though, she’s got them in the castle as well.” Cold hands made their way to her stomach as she spoke, twisting and kneading at the fabric to soothe herself. “I would not say she protects me so much as she believes she does. But I would never ask that of her. She is a child, at mind and heart. And should something happen I do not know what I’d do”

[thecassandradimitrescu]

Cassandra smiled a little upon hearing Donna’s laughter. It was… a cute sound. A bit like wind chimes… not that she had heard many of those in her life, but her laugh was unexpectedly enjoyable. If only she could keep sounds as trophies… pity that wasn’t possible. 

“Why would mother do that? Is she lonely? Bored?” Were the daughters not enough in terms of company? Did she need more entertainment than what was currently provided? Cassandra’s mind did its best to work out how to fix such a problem. After all, you could only bring so many people to the castle.

“You wouldn’t have to move, you know. You could have a suite in the castle during the winter. No villager would be stupid enough to trek to your home in the winter. Your house and Claudia’s grave would be safe. Would you test it out, even just for a night?” If Donna needed more convincing, Cassandra could probably put up a few of the vineyards special scarecrows along the path, or hang more dismembered bodies from the trees. Maybe both. “I say we remove the rust and the door for this gilded cage.”

Angie had built her tunnels through the castle? Shit. Honestly, she thought the doll would never actually go through with that, but here was the truth. Cassandra wondered if she could find them all, or at least the ones getting into the castle, and block them off somehow. That’d keep the little shit from causing too much trouble. 

“So, if she’s not the one who protects you, who does? Are you your own protector?” Cassandra asked, cocking her head. “I mean, if little dolls can’t keep you safe, who can?” Yes, her tone might have been a little condescending, but part of her was curious. All Donna had was her dolls and mind tricks. How good was she?

[donnabeneviento-doll]

Donna opened her mouth to answer the questions asked first, about the Giant's intentions, but of course, never got the chance to speak a word on it before more were asked "Yes- yes I suppose I would test it.. If only a day.. But I would not wish anything special from your mother, of course. An empty room with a bed would suffice.. I know it is.. Warmer.. There"

Protection.. Who protected Donna, in truth, it wasn't actually anyone, or anything. She was not strong, not resilient, could not heal.. Even for looks, she was hardly terrifying.. What an odd moment she'd caught herself in, bunching her hands against her stomach once again.

As Donna fell silent, only the noise of fabric being worn down and the buzzing of flies dancing through the air, only to be broken by "I suppose no one protects me. Other than myself, of course"

[donnabeneviento-doll]

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[thecassandradimitrescu]

Emergency, Cont’d

Continued from here, @donnabeneviento-doll

Cassandra looked in the direction Donna indicated, surprised to see Ursul Verde sitting on the desk, both arms intact and attached to his torso. How? Had she been distracted by the film for that long? She couldn’t have been. Nothing was that engrossing… was it? After all, this was Donna’s home. She could do anything here.

“How long…. how long was I watching the film reel?” she asked as she picked up the bear, examining his new vest and glasses. He was cute. That was something she would never state to anyone out loud, but he was adorable. The brunette blinked a few times as the urge for tears to form pressed at the corners of her eyes. None fell, but it was close. She wanted to hug him close and tight, but again, she was being watched… all she could do was press the small bear to her chest for a few brief moments. “Thank you, Lady Beneviento. I owe you for this…”

At the offer of taking a part of Donna’s collection, the taller woman shook her head. “I couldn’t. No. It… they might get ruined. I’d rather they stay here. My room in the castle isn’t the best place for films or books. Some yes, but not all. Not yours. They’re too special. I could read them here, if you don’t mind,” she repeated. “I… Bela and Daniela read faster than I do. They devour books. I tend to take my time.” She wasn’t stupid, she just wasn’t a fast reader like her sisters.

[donnabeneviento-doll]

“not long at all…” Donna trailed off, a quiet hum as she rose up from her desk, setting the needle and thread down. “I work fast..” There was something there, within Cassandra’s eyes, a sadness turned joy, nothing she would bring to mouth at the expense of the woman’s pride.

“You can come as often as you’d like.. But Angie might come to burden so often.. Though it is nothing you wouldn’t encounter at home, I am sure.. And. Just.. Donna. There is no need for.. Lord.. Or Beneviento. I would like to think we are.. Closer. Than formalities.. Besides. It is only us two.. Or.. Rather three.. I feel as if the spider may spring soon” The dollmaker let out such a gentle laugh, hoping it would help the witch before her soothe her tension.

[thecassandradimitrescu]

“You’re faster than Magda. Mother should hire you. You could have all your dolls working on the projects. Get them done in no time.” Of course then again, that’d mean Magda would be out of a job, and likely into a barrel, but that really didn’t matter much. Not to Cassandra, at least. All that matter was that Ursul Verde was fixed. A happy, little smile played on her lips as she looked him over proper, investigating the stitching and details of the clothes.

“Angie’s not a burden. Even when she hits me with her wooden sword,” she commented absentmindedly. However, when Donna corrected her name, the brunette looked at the veiled woman a bit surprised. “Right. Donna. You know I only do those formalities because my mother’s told me to. That’s all really.” A mild lie, but who would ever really pay attention to Cassandra’s reasoning for things? “You’ve… you’ve got spiders here?” she asked, a bit confused and maybe a little wary. She knew Donna could cause hallucinations, but would she actually be the sort to send an imaginary spider after her? Maybe if Cassandra had pissed her off, but that hadn’t happened. Yet.

[donnabeneviento-doll]

“Faster than.. Oh no. No no.. I am not.. Besides, with Angie.. I would be unable to get anything done. And Magda would be out of the job… I would miss her. But your mother has offered me a place in your home before” She let out a faint, tired, laugh, turning off her projector. Cold hands buried themselves against her stomach in their idle nature. “Not to work, of course. Simply for the company, I believe.”

“Ah yes.. My little knight. I haven’t been able to take the sword from her since she got it.. Not one clue where she hides it during the days she isn’t using it” Ohhh the spiders, she didn’t intend to worry the poor thing. “No.. No. No spiders.. Or rather, none I have seen. I was simply calling Angie one with how she stalks and crawls.”

[thecassandradimitrescu]

“I didn’t mean for Angie to help you. I know she’d be as helpful as, well, Daniela when she’s been told to do something she hates. I meant your other dolls. The ones that hide in the walls.” The ones that all looked the same, and all lived in the walls, and all probably had the combined intelligence of a sack of dried peas.

On second thought, Donna was right. They didn’t need to be anywhere near the castle wardrobe.

“Mother wanted you for company?” Cassandra blinked at that. She had never thought Donna and her mother would get along in that sort of capacity… But then again, mother did seem to prefer the company of women to men, so maybe she was wrong. “I didn’t know that. Why didn’t you take her up on the offer?”

“If Angie’s anything like me, she has a number of hiding spots around your house. I could try to look for some of them if you want.” Of course, she’d have to think small, so whether she’d even be able to reach any of them, Cassandra had no idea. Then a thought hit her. “Maybe she’s being protective of you. You called her your little knight. Does she keep you safe?” Maybe Cassandra and Angie paralleled in that manner. “She is a sneaky little thing, isn’t she?” The brunette asked, slightly relieved there weren’t any giant spiders about.

[donnabeneviento-doll]

Donna couldn't help but laugh at the implication of any of her dolls helping her sew, it was a faint bubbly sound of clear good nature.. "Yes.. Yes your mother asks me every year to come to the castle" she hummed, smile dropping just enough beneath the veil. She had thought Alcina would speak with her children about moving someone in, but she supposed they'd be fine with it regardless, the castle was endless it seemed.

Why didn't she want to move in.. How could she explain.. "Well.. Cassandra.. I.. I cannot leave, far too much of mine here.. Far too many memories here, whether they linger in my mind, or on the tip of my tongue.. I cannot leave, who would watch over it? Who would keep Claudia safe? Back when my gardener was around.. It was possible. But no longer. It is my own doing of course, a gilded cage lined with rust, so to speak" there was another laugh, joy absent in it.

"Ahh yes.. Angie. Yes, she certainly does have tunnels and doorways all through the house, I have never been able to find them, and I don't have the heart to ask her.. She enjoys scaring me. According to her though, she's got them in the castle as well." Cold hands made their way to her stomach as she spoke, twisting and kneading at the fabric to soothe herself. "I would not say she protects me so much as she believes she does. But I would never ask that of her. She is a child, at mind and heart. And should something happen I do not know what I'd do"

[donnabeneviento-doll]

@yippie-role-play

Are you free, today..?

[yippie-role-play]

Sure! I don’t really do much.

[donnabeneviento-doll]

I made an outfit for you to match me... :).. Angie suggested it

[yippie-role-play]

Oh! How lovely. Go on. Show me.

[donnabeneviento-doll]

:)

[aggressive-positivity-network]

Reblog for wildly random asks!

Maybe you’re bored.

Maybe you want to test God.

Maybe you need validation.

Whatever the reason -

Just have fun! 🌟

[donnabeneviento-doll]

@yippie-role-play

Are you free, today..?

[yippie-role-play]

Sure! I don’t really do much.

[donnabeneviento-doll]

I made an outfit for you to match me... :).. Angie suggested it

[donnabeneviento-doll]

@yippie-role-play

Are you free, today..?

[dsinsects]

[yippie-kai-gay]

HOLY SHIT

TINY BENEVIENTO IN REAL????

[thecassandradimitrescu]

.......... Dammit, she’s cute.

[donnabeneviento-doll]

I am not that short.. Heh