the art of keeping up ///disappearances///

petunia destiny smith. once known as her royal highness fortuna lemieux, the missing royal princess. keep that secret pretty please.

[invisitunie]

start of something new // a&f

[exprinceofatlantis]

This women seemed very shy and timid to Alex had to remind himself not to be so himself. He had to tone it down. Since they were going to be on a small vessel for Poseidon knows how long, he wanted her to be comfortable. They weren’t even on the boat yet and she was stumbling and tripping over her feet. For a moment he thought maybe she was actually a mermaid too, but that was silly. He helped her keep straight.

“You don’t have to say sorry! You didn’t do anything wrong.” He smiled softly at her, trying to keep his voice soft and quiet enough to not startle her. It was like his older sister would take her to watch the school of fish in the coral reefs. He had to be quiet so they didn’t rush off.

When she mentioned getting to know each other, his eyes lit up. “That sounds fun.” He said, “I’m Alex! I know I said that earlier but I’m not sure if you remember.”

[invisitunie]

She liked when his voice went soft, it felt a lot easier to be around him then. Petunia smiled a little, and nodded. Alright, she hadn’t done anything wrong--it was just that she was so used to apologizing, so used to being locked away that she didn’t know what was okay, she only had a sliver of confidence--and that was only because she was pretending to be someone else.

Petunia nodded once more, “I know,” she told Alex, smiling at the name. “You’re Alex,” she said, affirming that she’d understood before. “I’m Fo--I’m Petunia.” She amended, tucking the mousy hair behind her ear and looking down in embarrassment. “Silly name,” Petunia said softly, shrugging as she twirled a lock of her hair around her finger.

[invisitunie]

got the school going up//sujay&fortuna

[sujayacharya]

The girl sounded less timid by the minute, which was good, but she still barely spoke above a whisper. Sujay knit his brows together at the question, and how incredibly blunt it was. Sujay didn’t usually make an effort in hiding his blindness, but when it came to new company, he was at the very least subtle about it. Perhaps he was losing his touch- or perhaps he should remember everything found in the report. 

“Why no, not at all, Petunia.” A smile played at his lips, the whole notion becoming more humorous to him.  He waited until she sat down before speaking again. “Not even if you wanted me to.” He shrugged, taking off his dark glasses and flicking his eyes in her direction, “Tell me, you are- invisible at this very moment?” He almost sounded giddy, asking the question, thought he would have to tell Barnabas about the ridiculousness on the whole encounter. 

[invisitunie]

“Oh,” quickly, everything caught up with her--his glasses, the color of his eyes, and she blushed a cherry red, but it did not matter as she also went invisible at the moment as well. Petunia swallowed thickly, and tried not to let her eyes water too much at the frustration of everything around her, of becoming separated from the only friend she’d made and being shipped off to get more ‘help.’ What could anyone else possibly do for her that wasn’t locking her away once more? “I didn’t know, I’m--” she took a breath, shaking her head and slowing her thoughts and her breathing and her everything. Just calm down, Tunie, she thought of Alex saying the words, and did just that.

“I,” she started, trying to get back to reality, get back to being real, “not anymore,” Petunia whispered, swallowing and looking up to the man. She caught sight of a nameplate, and saw the words ‘Headmaster Acharya.’ Alright, she was at a school, then? “I--you’re--” He was blind, Petunia had realised before, only finally beginning to process it. Petunia cleared her throat, and thought of earlier education and etiquette. “How do you do?”

[invisitunie]

got the school going up//sujay&fortuna

[sujayacharya]

Ever skillful, his agents had brought the person in question quite some time ago, all Sujay had to do was ask a few question, go through a few tests, and hopefully this draftee wouldn’t be too much trouble- or die. Sujay was almost sad he didn’t have to go anywhere for this process, but if it made things easier, it made things easier. 

He had sensed someone coming close to his office, and assumed it to be her- but she seemed to spend a lot of time simply standing there- and Sujay was never much for sitting and waiting. It wasn’t until she had move did Sujay move from his desk, sighing all the while. 

He opened the door, turning his face in her direction greeting the person in front of him with a smile. “Petunia, yes?” he did not wait long for a response, “Please, come on in.” He waited at the door for a moment, walking back to his desk the moment she stood up. He spoke again once they were both in the room. “You can go ahead and make yourself comfortable if you’d like. Let me know if there is anything else I can get you.” He sat down, flicking his finger and closing the door. 

[invisitunie]

She didn’t know why she was where she was, she only knew that apparently it was a safe place for her. It felt like a sort of trap, and the whole ambiance of the building and its surroundings only furthered that thought--as it all gave her the vibe of a place she’d long-since abandoned, trying to escape from something that could never have been called a real life.

The sound of footsteps on a wooden floor caught her attention and she looked up to the door, eager (and also, at the same time, scared) to see who would walk out and greet her--not that the could really see her now, could they? “Y-ye--” she answered automatically, forgetting her powers and her abilities and instead feeling like a normal child being called in for an appointment. “How--” she stood up, following the man--how had he seen her? “Are--” the man kept talking, and though he sounded at least polite, she felt like she wasn’t able to get any word in.

Finally, it was silent. She had walked into the office, was standing before his desk, and quiet as a mouse. She told herself to breathe, and finally spoke. “You-you can see me?” Her heartrate slowed a little, as she felt that there was no real threat coming from this man. Gradually, she began to be visible once more, starting from her finger tips up. “I--you--” she sat down, and took a breath. 

[invisitunie]

got the school going up//sujay&fortuna

Arriving had been the more difficult part, as Fortuna had never really travelled anywhere. She was surprised at how easy it was after that, after one abandoned their upbringing and morals in order to survive. Life with Alex hadn’t been terrible, but Fortuna was a very timid soul and stealing while invisible wasn’t exactly the best thing for her conscience. But, this was neither here nor there. This was only one thought of many that ran through her head as she was made to approach the daunting office of the already terrifying school environment.

There was a very beautiful aspect to it, but as Fortuna had known all her life, that usually meant that there were things to hide. She looked down at her hands and saw them disappearing and reappearing again and again, something that often happened when she was anxious. Breathe, she told herself, her hand rising to twirl and pull at a lock of hair. Breathe and enter.

But, she couldn’t. Fortuna couldn’t move and felt as if she couldn’t breathe, so she just stood. Her hand shook and her skin began to fade away into nothing as the invisibility took over her body in her anxious state. “No, no, please no,” she whispered softly to herself, backing up and sitting at one of the couches outside of the office. “Come back,” she murmured, pulling at her skin, her eyes beginning to water in panic.

[runningracingdancingchasing]

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Just twenty-four hours til my birthday

One day til the day I’m eighteen

A day which, I guess

Will be spent more or less

Like the last, oh, six thousand I’ve seen…

[invisitunie]

start of something new // a&f

[exprinceofatlantis]

By the look of the women’s face, Alex might have over did it a tad bit, but he couldn’t help it. He was always filled with so much energy and life that sometimes he scared people with his enthusiasm. Once the captain walked back onto his vessel, Alex’s smile softened a bit and he tired to be more calm for this women’s sake. 

She spoke and her voice was very low. Alex figured she was really shy so he didn’t ask her to speak up, he just listened very closely. “Well, you seemed to really want to get to ‘North America’, so I thought I’d help you out.” he shrugged. “And besides, The whole reason I’m here is to experience the world, so I figured I could hitch a ride to this place too.” He looked back at the captain who seemed to be getting ready for them. “I hope you don’t mind! Don’t worry I’ll leave you be once we get there, I know i can get annoying.” he laughed. 

[invisitunie]

Though he was strange, he seemed kind. Petunia eyed him still, though. She’d read enough novels and enough newspapers to know that there were those who were dangerous out in the Real World. He could easily be one of them. So--she’d keep her space, a little. Be vigilant, like many of her heroes. “Thank you,” Petunia repeated, swallowing thickly and stepping towards him--on accident, as someone had shoved her a little. “S-sorry--”

Petunia steadied herself by grasping at the first thing near her--which turned out to be his arm. “Sorry,” she spat again, gaining her not-even-out-on-sea legs for a moment. Petunia tucked her hair behind her ear and cleared her throat, “No it would...” Again, she thought of her stories. She could defend herself if the need arose--and companions made journeys so much better. “We’ll see. This trip will be taking a while, right? So--we’ll... Get to know each other...”

[anthomanic]

Hello Im Tara Lynn.

[invisitunie]

start of something new // a&f

[invisitunie]

 exprinceofatlantis:

Alex pouted when he claimed she didn’t speak. He was sad to see someone walk away without talking to them a little first but he shrugged and moved on. The land was not that much different from the ocean, There were people who were nice to him and people who didn’t want to have anything to do with him. He might have been new to this world and a bit unused to their ways, but he wasn’t stupid. He let it go, knowing that other people would want to talk to him besides her. 

Being the prince, or well, former prince, of an Ancient magical undersea utopia, Alex had many powers and talents, which included, but were not limited too very good hearing. Although the women’s voice was low, from under the doc he could hear she was speaking the same language as him perfectly. He made a face and rolled his eyes, he knew she was lying. He should have laughed it off and went long his way, but, she seemed despite. She really wanted to get to this “North America” place. Alex cursed his good nature and jumped up, climbed one of the poles holding the doc up and pulled himself half way up. 

“She’s with me!” he shouted, the two people turning to look at him. He pulled himself up all the way, trotted over and threw his arm around the boatmen and smiled. “She’s my friend, I’ve been waiting for here for quite some time. She’s here to help me get home.” He leaned more in and covered half his mouth. “She’s foreign so shes a bit weird.” He whispered to the guy, then he put on his best squid eyes, big and cute, “Come on, I just really need to get home.” he said, figuring putting some truth in his story would make him sound more genuine. 

Petunia looked absolutely terrified. This was a terrible idea, she was literally about to die, and her last conversation was going to be with a mad man on a beach. She had barely lived, and that did not matter. She stood in fear, eyes wide, as she watched the man-boy climb up on one of the dock’s posts announcing her being there, them being friends, and going—home together?

What—what—Petunia watched him jump down and looked at him in amazement and terror. “What—what was that? I—” His arm was around her as he talked to the captain of the next boat, who seemed to be agreeable to their cause. “Sorry,” she whispered quietly to the man, looking down at her feet, at the dock beneath her and the sea beneath that. “Thank you,” she finally whispered once the captain left, grumbling under his breath. “Why—what was that, why did you do that?” She asked in her lowest voice.

[invisitunie]

start of something new // a&f

[exprinceofatlantis]

Alex spent most of his days on the beach, sleeping, talking to others, learning how to walk on two legs. Many people called him a “bum” and said he was inebriated on something called “alcohol”. This really didn’t matter much to Alex. The people he does talk to seem very friendly. 

His mother had told him he needed to learn the hardships of the land to learn to appreciate the peacefulness of the sea, but the few days he has been on land, he hasn’t seen any hardship at all. In fact, he was making a lot of friends. Even back home he had the habit of making friends wherever he went. He’d just go up and say hi, which is what he did to this one women. She was very pretty with short dark hair. Since she looked lost, Alex figured he could maybe help you. 

“Hello! Are you lost?” he asked, Stumbling as he walked towards her. “Maybe I can help. I haven’t been here long but I think i know this beach pretty well if I do say so myself!” 

[invisitunie]

She smiled uneasily, a pained expression taking over her features. It wasn’t of her own volition, no, but the freedom that had recently infected her had taken full force. The princess was still beneath her skin, and the years upon years of training and schooling still wanted to force their way upwards, but there was something about the freedom that was just so much stronger.

Petunia shied away from the person, shaking her head and claiming that she did not speak whatever he spoke. There was a lilt to his English though, an accent that she could not point, but she did understand him. She just didn’t want to associate with such a strange... Well, such a strange stranger. “No, no speak--” she shook her hands, palm out at him, but nothing changed.

“I--” she sighed, and let the mousy brown hair fall into her face more. “A ship, I would like a ship. I’m looking to get to North America.” Petunia’s voice was soft. She’d been a character that Fortuna had made up long ago, and really, she was acting like her complete opposite. Petunia was adventurous and boisterous and beautiful. She was proud of the way she was. Fortuna had adopted the name, in hopes of one day becoming like her, of changing, no longer being the Princess of a nation, but just a human being. “And... You are? Doing what exactly?” She looked to him uncomfortably.

[invisitunie]

start of something new // a&f

Though she was not lost, she was alone and confused. Search parties were still out in full force, and though she was a country away, living under a new identity with a new (somewhat) face, her past followed her everywhere.

It was a cold wintry day in the small beach town she’d been hiding in. She went to the docks often--she wanted to find a ship that could get her across the vast ocean (they were easier to snea on than planes,) and into her better life. A different life. She did not expect to find some sort of drunkard on the beach--Fortuna, no, Petunia, did not want to get near him, but it seemed that the situation was going to be easily out of her control.