✧°. ── don't count me out

carve your name on hearts, not tombstones. a legacy is etched into the minds of others and the stories they share about you

[enchcntedflorist]

rory-lewis:

Rory peeked an eye open and stared at her. He was trying to figure out if he trusted her or not. After a second he sat up a bit. “Why? Why are you offering to help me? What do you get out of it?”

“It’s my job” Alice replies simply, her voice gentle and warm “I guess that means I get some kind of job satisfaction out of it?” For a moment she allows herself to pick up on the emotional energy that the vampire was putting out, tuning into that particular power of hers. “Or maybe you would trust me more if I told you that I do it all as a way to make up for all my past” Of which Alice was sure she would be trying to rewrite for the rest of her life, regardless of what Esme said on the matter.

[enchcntedflorist]

rory-lewis:

Rory sighed as he sat by a gazebo his head in his hands as he tried to get the headache that he had go away. He wasn’t even aware that vampires could have headaches but he seemed to have managed one. It was the constant snoring coming from that man’s room.  Hearing someone approach him he glanced up. “Please not today.” 

Alice had always been drawn to those who needed her, whether it was from years of using her various herbs and potions to mend those who needed it to the point she recognised when it was needed. Or maybe it really was just an innate ability of hers. “I have something that could help with that” As always Alice is gentle in her approach and her words, offering a warm smile in reassurance “the headache, over in my shop.”

[nycbambi]

[elisabetaholmes]

Rainy Day

[enchcntedflorist]

elisabetaholmes:

Eliza nodded, she could sense a change of tone in the woman’s voice. “Your father wasn’t a nice man?” She asked gently. “We all have those people in our families.” She knew she was holding back information, Eliza did that with everyone. Some people knew who the black sheep in the family was, and some people were the black sheep.

Originally posted by high-heels-and-scalpels

“My father...is a man who will do whatever it takes to get what he wants, more often than not it was deeply unpleasant” It certainly wasn’t a good place for a child to be brought up surrounded by such evil, Alice still isn’t sure how she managed to get away from all of that and be the kindhearted person she is. Esme believed that it was simply something that had always been a part of her, it was just she wasn’t able to be that version of herself until she was free in Echo. “But that’s more than enough about me, what brings you to Echo?”

[elisabetaholmes]

Rainy Day

[enchcntedflorist]

elisabetaholmes:

“Wonderful! Thank you in advance.” She smiled. “My little loft is so industrial, it needs some softening in my opinion.” Eliza smiled, and sipped more of her tea.

She watched the other woman for a moment, curious about her story. “Could you tell me more about yourself?? In all my years, I never met a witch. At least not til I moved here. Or that told me outright what they were. I had my suspicions about some people.” She chuckled.

Originally posted by yaviya

“Well” Alice stares in the steam rising from the cup in her hands, contemplating just which parts of her story were actually safe to share “I grew up first in an all female witch commune with my mother. She taught me most of what I know about flowers and all their properties.” Everything she had learned there was what Alice used now to run her shop, both the selling of flowers and of the health potions she supplied to those that knew to ask for them. “When I was eleven my father took me to join his coven, I was with them until a human friend told me about Echo and I knew that I- that here was the best place for me to be.” Otherwise her father would have used her powers to destroy it all, but those details were strictly kept with those that she trusted implicitly. 

[elisabetaholmes]

Rainy Day

[enchcntedflorist]

elisabetaholmes:

“Oh you do??” Eliza asked, “I’ll have to stop by. I need to brighten up my apartment anyway, fresh flowers would do the trick. And maybe new teas to try?” She smiled and sipped her drink.

“Oh believe me, I have noticed.” She nodded. “I love the fact that we can be ourselves. It’s nice.”

Originally posted by dcherois

“I would love to help you, with both” Alice beamed, any chance she had to make other’s lives better through flowers was truly where the white witch thrived “stop by the shop at any time and I’ll happily get you started.” 

Alice smiles in response, taking a sip from the cup before returning it to the table and glancing herself out of the window. She had never actually had to hide who she was, between the commune and her fathers coven using her powers had always been actively encouraged. Echo was just now an extension of that, though now she was free to live her life not as her fathers weapon but just as the flower shop owner. “It’s so wonderful here.”

[elisabetaholmes]

Rainy Day

[enchcntedflorist]

elisabetaholmes:

“Ahhh, a tea officianado.” Eliza smiled. “I may have to try something new. I’ve drank this for too many years to count at this point.” She shook her head and took another sip of the warm liquid in the cup.

“A witch? Happy to meet a fellow supernatural being as most humans call us.” She nods. “I wasn’t a people person for a very long time. And I’ve moved so much in my life, I… this is the first steady, long term place I’ve ever been. People watching has always been my favorite thing. People don’t realize that they’re telling you all about themselves.”

Originally posted by high-heels-and-scalpels

“Plants in general are my speciality” it was just lucky that tea leaves seemed to fall into that category of care “I have a flower shop here that can attest to that fact.” The place was utterly Alice’s pride and joy, for it to be thriving as well as everything else in her life was a great change for the witch. Considering the cruel means in which she was brought up.

“Well, Echo is the place to be for meeting other supernaturals. Especially out in the open” Though she wouldn’t know much to the contrary, raised in seclusion in a coven that was determined to paint humans as vile creatures she had never know the extent of which her fellow witches, vampires and werewolves were forced to live in the shadows. “I’ve only got my people watching experience here in Echo to compare to, and I’m sure you’ve noticed but there is no holding back here.”

[elisabetaholmes]

Rainy Day

[enchcntedflorist]

elisabetaholmes:

Originally posted by shipsnthenight

Jumping slightly, startled by the voice of someone close by, she returned a smile and nodded, looking down at her cup. “Yes… Can’t stand the other stuff. What’s your favorite? I’m partial to the chamomile myself” She wrinkled her nose, and then softened. She motioned and moved and bag out the way. “You aren’t intruding, I was just people watching. I’m Eliza by the way.”

“Personally I prefer to stick with loose leaf teas, I’ve been drinking it since I was a little girl. My mother taught me how to grow them” Her fond smile wavers at the involuntary memories that come along, far too many unpleasant “though a friend has just turned me on adding honey.” Alice takes the seat with a warm smile, hands still clutching the cup where it now rests on the table “I’m Alice. When I first arrived here I spent hours people watching, it was the only way for me to learn how I was supposed to be around others” and not the witch raised in seclusion.

[elisabetaholmes]

Rainy Day

[enchcntedflorist]

elisabetaholmes:

Elizabeta sat quietly near the window of The Steam Room, nursing a cup of hot tea, which seemed to be the only thing she could tolerate. She’d tried coffee, lattes and the like and none tasted good to her. Tea was something she’d taught herself to drink over the years, and oddly it brought her some comfort. The sky was dark, clouds rolling in for a storm. Something she didn’t mind, she liked rainy days over  the bright sunny ones. Days like today were her favorites.

She fiddled with the ring on her right hand, her door to living amongst the population in the daylight hours.  A gift from a friend a couple hundred years ago. She watched people walking by, lost in their own thoughts as they went on about their days.

“A fellow tea drinker” Alice holds the takeaway cup securely between her hands, smiling warmly at the other woman sat in the window as she basks in the environment. Coming to the Steam Room was fairly new for Alice, her previous years in Echo she had relied solely on her own homegrown tea leaves for any drinks both at home and in the shop. Though she may prefer her own brews, she had to admit the socialisation before a long day in her shop was sorely welcome. “I hope you don’t mind my intrusion, you’re the first other person that I’ve actually seen in here drinking tea so I had to come over and say hello.”

[enchcntedflorist]

dcllfvces:

✴︎ — “ I think a good pairing will not hold judgement in each other even if one’s secrets are darker than the other’s. After all, the deepest secrets of a supernatural could be vastly different from those of a human, ” Mahadevi shrugged. She certainly had a few dark secrets she didn’t particularly want to share with just anyone. But she knew that if she were to bond with anyone, she’d want to warn them first. “ Well then you can tell anyone to bugger off if they’re being too much.”

“True enough, but humans have proven themselves to be quite a dark species on a fair few occasions” Though nowhere near the extent her manipulative father had portrayed them to be, he had manipulated the human history to make them seem a completely nonredeemable effort. And for the majority of her life she had believed it, until she met Dexter and he finally told her the truth. “I’ll bear it in mind, though I don’t know if I have it in me to be so frank. Unless I’ve had a few whiskeys, I can be quite something then.”

[enchcntedflorist]

adelaidexparis:

Adelaide stood there, looking out at nothing in particular. Losing patients was hard, no matter how many times it happened. And it wasn’t often for her, something she hoped to keep that way. In her haste of trying to escape the operating room, she’d neglected to bring anything with her. Deciding that her dignity wasn’t as important as wiping her face on something clean, she approached the nearest person, all the while looking at her feet so they wouldn’t question the tears on her face and asked, “Hey, do you have a tissue I could possibly use?

Alice hated hospitals. She always would do everything within her power to avoid them at all costs, they certainly hadn’t grown on her since she had first learned about them a few years prior. Her preference would always be her own homegrown remedies learned from her childhood in the commune. So an order that required a delivery to the hospital with no Dexter to do the deed for her meant that Alice had no choice, which is how she finds herself in the stark white lobby juggling the flower bouquet in her arms as she rummages through her bag for a tissue. As one of her more pesky abilities Alice had picked up on the other woman’s emotional state as soon as she had come close, so she holds out the entire pack “Here you go” 

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kalamities:

        “But it looks enticing to touch,” he replied, feet stopping at the hem of her blanket as he proffered a small shrug. “It would entertain Clarity to no end if I followed through, too.” But he had no intentions of touching the plant, or going to such extreme measures to make his brand subtly laugh at him while staring flat-faced in disbelief. Instead, he bent at knee and offered the white box, opening the lid to reveal the presentation of pastries and chocolates within. “You weren’t in your shop.”

“The most dangerous ones normally are” A part of Alice knew that her words were a double edged sword, her own upbringing had created her to be the ultimate weapon. Not that anyone would want to believe that of the girl who runs the flower shop “but I’m sure we can find ways to amuse Clarity that involve less rashes and blisters hmm?” Alice’s fingers stilled on the work she had been previously working on as her attention is drawn to the box in his hands, offering him a warm smile as she surveys the contents of this box “You spoil me.” Picking out one of the pastries she takes a generous bite before patting the space beside her on the blanket “Esme thinks I work too much, so this is how I have breaks.”

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dcllfvces:

✴︎ — “ I suppose. Hopefully we all end up with either someone who doesn’t care or who understands the deep dark secrets and will keep them that way, ” Mahadevi mused. She beamed, “ I hope you like them !! They’re all quite lovely, although some of them can be a bit much at times. I’ve always thought it best to ask people to back off if they’re overwhelming though. Except when they’re your boss at work. They don’t like that… ”

“I think I got lucky there too, Esme’s dark secrets are as bad as mine so he can’t judge” Not that Alice judging was ever part of the question, she had gone into her pairing knowing that her history was dark and whatever Esme brought to the table wasn’t her place to discriminate because of that. “I wouldn’t know, my flower shop is the only job that I’ve ever had, and I’m the boss...though I like to think I’m a nice boss.”

[enchcntedflorist]

// cat has been really sick for the past few days (for context my dad wants to drive an hour to come and look after my 22 year old ass) so I’m sorry for my absence! Fingers crossed I’ll be back tomorrow.

xoxo cat (Alice, August & june)

[ofmymuses]

one word mooboard. “grounded”

— I am grounded. I am safe. I am going to be okay.

[enchcntedflorist]

dcllfvces:

✴︎ — Mahadevi nodded, “ I’m sure that they would not continue with a bond if the pair did not like each other, ” she shrugged. She laughed, smiling, “ he’s not required to come to anything. But he is welcome. ” She wondered if she would get along so well with her own pair, although she liked to think she was quite easy to get along with. “ I think he’d be just as excited just to see you though, ” Maha added, grinning. “ He’s a people person. I think he gets that from his mom. ”

“Oh I know, I meant in the aftermath when there is no hiding all of the bad stuff in your head anymore” Though Alice had tried to kept her worst quiet as long as possible, so it was possible to keep hiding if she had wanted to. “Well I look forward to meeting them all” Even during her time in Echo she hadn’t really met many of the other species that also resided within the town, she’d spent too much time adjusting to everything she had never known in her secluded childhood and then setting up her flower shop.

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