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@gussykesser
Dear Gussy,
I was not going to let another year pass without giving you a gift. I hope blue is still your favourite colour.
Merry Christmas.
I love you.
I have worried about you every day that you’ve been gone, but even though you are still here, I still miss you.
Love,
Roland.
Also, I have a very important family matter that I need to discuss with you, but first I need you to promise you will not overreact.
(no note given with the two French coins, or the weapon made of antler and boar tusk, of which Tomas has the matching one. The bed is also absolutely covered in flowers despite the fact it is snowing outside)
[Delivered during breakfast on the morning of the feast, a black box with a silver serpent broach, a leather bound journal, a quill and a bottle of ink is delivered with a note attached]
Augustina or Gussy (whichever your prefer),
Merry Christmas, welcome to Slytherin House. I hope you enjoy your first Christmas as a member of the best house in Hogwarts. In the box you’ll find a number of gifts that I hope you will have use for in the coming year. It is not much, but consider it a token of my affection.
Sincerely,
Salazar Slytherin.
arnorrson:
Well. She certainly wasn’t above playing dirty. He tried his best to act as if he were immune to such things, but his gaze most likely slipped for a moment or two in curiosity. “I don’t think that’s entirely fair,” he teased. Her words made sense, but it was just himself that was getting in the way. “Understandable and respectable, of course. A girl has to live, doesn’t she?”
“Why is it not fair? I’m just using what I have to my advantage,” She smiled, shrugging a shoulder, which lead to her other strap slipping down as well. Her dress was rather precariously hanging on to her body. “She does, I’m sure you understand doing what you must to survive. Though, I do think my job may be slightly more enjoyable than others.”
arnorrson:
Ah, there it was. Of course, he didn’t blame her in the least for requesting the payment. After all, this was her livelihood, or he could only assume it was. And if it was her job, she should be paid for it, right? But he wasn’t one who had ever…frequented such methods. He shrugged. “I guess it comes down to how curious you are about Vikings,” he said with a chuckle.
Gussy liked a challenge and Gunnarr seemed to be one. She shrugged and with the movement slipped the sleeve of her dress down her shoulder, exposing her chest and collarbones more to him. “I am very curious, truly. Yet, I like keeping myself and my business fair to everyone.”
sunshinexcaptain:
“Speak for yourself.” Hei joked. On the docks she’d grown up on, there was a rumour her family had the ocean running in their veins. Not many captains could inspire love in the crew as easily as the Jeons could. Her grandfather, her father, and now her. She knew it was a silly Muggle idea, but she liked the idea nonetheless. “Oh, is your Tomas a Gryffindor? I think I met him. He glared at me.” She had just laughed and kissed his cheek, but if he was Gussy’s favourite toy right now, she’d happily be his friend. Friends were as good as lovers for her. “I’ll take my bites, I’ll admit that. I had this sweet girl writhing in my lap. But there’s enough for all of us.” She saw no good reason to not pay for good sex, even if there was also good free sex.
“I am no creature, though some men still believe me to be a siren.” She had had quite a few men believe her to be some mythological creature, though she was just a mere mortal woman who could sing and fuck like one. “That does seem like something he would do. He glares at many people, isn’t it adorable?” Tomas was her favorite for many reasons but his little glaring act was one of her favorites. “Oh, who is she? I’d love to have her in my lap.”
tomasofalltrades:
Tomas shrugged, accepting her decision. He considered her carefully, wondering what game she was playing. “What do you want to talk about? I am not an educated man, I don’t know poetry.” There was a slight smirk, suggesting he was teasing her. “I will not bore you though. I am not boring.” He leaned forward to whisper to her. “I promise.” He’d break promises easily, but he didn’t want to, not this one.
“I have read enough poetry in my life to know I don’t want to talk to a poet,” She teased lightly. She did not believe him to be an educated man, they didn’t walk or act as he did. She smiled softly at his promise and pressed a kiss into his cheek,”I’ll remember that promise. Now! Let’s start easy, what is your favorite color?”
kesserorsayre:
It took a moment for Roland to realise that it was Gussy who had come in. Adjusting the towel slightly, he squinted as he tried to focus on her face. “Now you care.” He mumbled, reaching for the cup. He knew she was right, he needed to drink, but his hand shook slightly as he lifted the tea to his lips. After a sip, he set it back down. “What are you doing here?” He made himself sit up straight, even though it made his head feel worse. Roland didn’t know how to talk to her anymore, especially with all that had happened. Being a stranger to his sister tore at his heart. “If you want to yell at me again, I’d - just not now.”
“I have always cared, though it is much easier to pretend I do not,” She told her brother in a clipped tone. He might not have had enough energy in him to care when she had to run away, but she had ran with guilt heavy in her heart. “You may not wish to be my brother anymore, or to be associated with me, but I am your sister. It is my duty to care for you.” She could not simply sit and wait for him to get better on his own as well. “I am not here to yell. I am here to sing, if you would like me to lull you back to sleep as I used to.”
kesserorsayre:
Roland had always been the favoured child, but it had never been a position he’d felt comfortable with. It hadn’t been deserved. The fact Gussy seemed to think otherwise made him miserable. If his own sister couldn’t see past their family, who else ever would? At least in the Muggle Navy, he’d been his own person. “You must have lost your mind.” He scoffed. “You talk of being owned, yet you’re the one selling yourself. Does your captain own you instead?” Roland was going to fix this for Gussy, no matter the cost. He wanted her safe. “I think I need to have a word with him.” He turned, as if to walk away.
“I keep every cent I make, the captain does not own me.” Gussy paused before setting her jaw,”You should be thanking the crew anyway. They helped me out of a situation where I was owned.” She reached out and grabbed his hand,“Why must you do this! Speak to me, listen to me! I am no longer a child, I make my own decisions!”
arnorrson:
Gunnarr would have, of course, been happy to have fulfilled her quota for Viking interactions. “Who am I to deny you?” he asked with a little smirk. “I don’t know, perhaps there are times when I can be a little beastly,” he said with a suggestive air to it. “I certainly wouldn’t mind that new rule, though. Perhaps you should go ahead with starting the trend.”
“I would love to see your beastly side,” She replied with a smirk. He was, at least, fun to speak to. She wasn’t sure if he would pay for her, there were always a few men who didn’t see the fun in not working for their women. “I would, however, you must understand my position. Why should you have for free what others paid for.”
sunshinexcaptain:
“We explore without supervision all the time. No harm done.” Not to them, anyway. But Hei considered it to not be her problem if other people couldn’t look after themselves. She raised an eyebrow when Gussy mentioned a favourite. “Of course. Tell me his name, and I will steer clear. There are enough toys for me here to leave yours alone.” Hei laughed easily. “I could never be your competition. You are too pretty, and I am too selfish.” She’d never be able to tolerate not getting her own pleasure.
“We are also not magical creatures,” Gussy replied amused. Though she was rather sure some sailors had called them sirens before. The term wasn’t completely unwelcome. “Tomas. My usual type,” She laughed. The crew knew she enjoyed any man with facial hair and an accent. “Sweet of you to say, Hei. Send anyone my way, if you hear of those seeking pleasure, if you don’t take a bite out of them yourself first.”
kesserorsayre:
“Stop acting ridiculous, and I’ll stop calling you that.” Gussy had no idea how difficult the past few years had been without her. The pressures their mother had put on him after Gussy’s disappearance had worn down their already unhappy relationship. His own decision to leave hadn’t helped. “I haven’t seen Mother for a year. But you’d know this if you hadn’t run away.” He gave her a stern look. “I would have begged you to stay if you had shared with me your decision.” That had been what hurt more than her theft had. That she hadn’t confided in him. “If you won’t see sense, I’ll make sure everyone else does.” Even if that meant fighting every man that tried to touch his sister, he’d do it.
She stared at him as if he was daft and perhaps he was. She wasn’t surprised the family wasn’t admitting to its wrongdoings, not when she was such a perfect scapegoat. She scoffed,“And you would have gone straight to Mother with my plan and she would have gotten what she wanted anyway. I’m out of the house and she is not to blame, it’s the perfect solution for her. “You do not own me, brother. Take care to remember that.”
moon-onthe-water:
“The fucking is not the problem. The problem is earning the wrong reputation. Fuck whoever you please, and earn yourself a name as the best lay in the castle if it will make the Captain scowl in that way she does, where she thinks she looks intimidating but actually just looks sweet; but protect yourself, and for Lavinia’s peace of mind, keep up the illusion that we are reasonably respectable merchants. Duì?”
She pulls a book from the shelf, examines it, and then puts it back before turning to face Gussy; and smiles, before tucking a hank of the girl’s hair back behind her ear.
“I am sure, given time, you would all be great mothers, and Milo a wonderful father. A ship is no place for a newborn, however; and your belly would not stay small for long. Besides, the side effects? The vomiting, the changes in appetite, the swelling feet and stretch marks? Such things are bad enough on land. For your own comfort, and to save me the grey hairs, give it a couple more years before you start to brood.”
“To everyone else, I am the dumb whore on the ship. Shouldn’t I go around and gain the wrong reputation for myself?” She asked, amused. “To everyone else, you are all merchants who have kindly allowed a dumb whore to wander your decks. My bad reputation is good for you.” She leaned into Xin Er’s touch, finding comfort in the woman that she had never had before. Her own mother had never treated her to such touches before.
“Hei was born on a ship and she’s doing quite well for herself,” Gussy argued. She wasn’t planning on getting pregnant, but if it happened, she wouldn’t be overly upset by it. She liked the idea of having a baby; a little piece of herself to treat better than she had been. “I suppose, if I’m going to get pregnant Hogwarts is the perfect place for it. It’s on land and I’ve heard magic does wonders for those symptoms.”
arnorrson:
He raised his eyebrow at her words about Vikings, somewhat amused by her phrasing. “How sad for you,” he teased before moving to stretch, muscles rippling and flexing with the motion. “And what have you learned about what Vikings are really like then, thus far?” He eyed her as she grew closer, looking over her without shame. Certainly, he could see why some might pay to have sex with her. Not that he’d ever done such a thing. Or planned to do such a thing. “Would you like me to always be shirtless?”
“Trust me, I am quite devastated by the lack of Viking interactions I’ve had in my life. Care to help me fill some of those desires?” She asked, looking at him without shame. “I’ve learned you are beautiful and that you aren’t quite as beastly as others make you seem.” She smiled at him, as she nodded,“I think I would have a much better time at Hogwarts if everyone had their shirts off at all times.”
tomasofalltrades:
He definitely hadn’t meant to offend her. “I don’t want to waste your time. But if you don’t want sex, we can talk.” He had no idea what she could want to talk about, but if it kept that look off her face, he’d oblige. He could lie if she asked questions he didn’t want to be honest about. “Come.” He gestured for her to follow him, finding a seat for them. “You think I am interesting?” He scowled, since he didn’t exactly want people prying into his past. There were things people didn’t need to know about him, even if Eleonora now knew too much.
“I wouldn’t have offered if it was a waste of my time,” She replied with an eyeroll. Men were frustrating creatures and even though she enjoyed Tomas, he was still a man. She sat with him, looking at him with a moment of intensity, before she forced it to melt away into something more soft. “I don’t stick around those who bore me. I would be at home if I wished to be bored.”
kesserorsayre:
@gussykesser
Migraines weren’t exactly uncommon for the lieutenant. He’d had them in his youth a fair few times, mostly whenever his family was arguing. Always feeling like he was trapped as the peacekeeper, he’d been the one caught in the middle, especially between his mother and Gussy. Surprisingly, consider the nature of the job, he hadn’t had as many migraines while in the Navy, which he supposed was why he hadn’t seen the signs. Gussy. Lucinda. Too much was happening in Hogwarts, too much stress, and it’d left him weak as his head pounded something unbearable. Unwilling to show weakness in front of people, he’d shut himself in a quiet room, hoping to get some rest. He felt a cool hand on his face, blearily recognising his best friend, who then left, muttering something that Roland didn’t notice. When he heard the door creak open again, he assumed it was him and groaned, not realising that his friend had instead delivered a message.
‘Roland’s sick.’
She had seen her brother with migraines before, often the result of something she had done, but she hadn’t experienced the panic she had felt before this. She had been used to it at home, she knew things would happen and he would have to find his moment of peace. Yet, she had become compliance in her years away from him. She barely remembered what she used to do. She went to his room with a cup of hot tea and a cool towel, slipping in quietly. She placed the towel against his forehead and set the tea next to him. “Drink, Brother. You need fluid.”
kesserorsayre:
“Now you’re being utterly ridiculous.” Roland huffed. Even she wasn’t allowed to call herself broken. “For all I knew, you had died. Do you have any idea how much I worried about you? And for good reason, it seems.” He frowned, not sure what she meant about their mother. He wasn’t exactly fond of her, but she was still their mother. “Do you think I came here just to disown you? You have no idea what I’ve given up to be here. I came here for you. I may mean nothing to you, but you are my sister. I am never going to stop fighting for you. So you can just tell your friends to leave you alone. You are not in business anymore.” His face twisted at the fact he had to say those words.
“You have no right to call me ridiculous,” She growled at him, though she knew that he might have been right. She was a rather dramatic woman when it came to things with family, biological and crew. “Oh, poor Roland, you must have given up a whole lot of time with Mummy to get an education that people would literally kill for.” She knew she would kill for this. “You did. You didn’t fight for me at the end. You ended up being like everyone else” Gussy could not believe the nerve her brother had to just decide things for her. “I am in business for as long as I say I am. You are certainly not the boss of me.”