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songofthetides:

After realizing Violet was completely elsewhere, she continued to just speak her thoughts out loud until they got in the SUV and she was handed the caffeine. “Thanks,” she took it gratefully and drank about half right away. The vehicle pulled away and she tried to see where they were going, but she had no idea. “You’re not answering me, where are we going? And why is my stuff not good enough?”

❝ Just a trip, ❞ she replies curtly, green-grey swirls lifting momentarily to rest on Chloe as she takes a sip from her own shiny tumbler. ❝ It’s not my fault you don’t have appropriate clothing. Besides rummaging through your stuff would’ve taken too much time. ❞ She says this as if it’s the most natural thing in the world. Most people would find the flippant way in which she dismisses Chloe’s store of clothes insulting, and to a large degree it is, but then again, this is Violet Merchant.

They stop at a runway, the cold morning air whipping their faces as they exit the vehicle and are escorted towards the waiting jet. ❝ Mr Carlowe is unavailable on short notice ma’am, ❞ one of the attendant informs Violet slightly nervously. ❝ We found you someone else, but he is young. Freshly out of the league, 9 flights under his belt. ❞

❝ .... Thanks? So there’s no problem with us leaving, right now — right? ❞ If this information worries Violet at all — which it doesn’t, her features are an open book.

#songofthetides #ESCAPE.

songofthetides:

With a few movements and some artful magic, Chloe was ready in a few seconds. “All right, all right, I’m ready. Where exactly are we going? I trust you way too much,” she muttered the last sentence with a sleepy shake of her head.

She’s already sweeping past the large sliding door. No rest for the Merchants, really. ❝ I’m leaving you! ❞ she calls as nimble feet track down the stairs swiftly.

It’s difficult to get much out of Violet in the elevator, answering emails on her phone, endlessly, she barely responds to the next barrage of questions or anecdotes now rolling out of Chloe’s mouth. Truth be told she wouldn’t be able to tell you if Chloe had actually been speaking or if it had just been the news blaring from the mini-screen in the elevator.

It becomes apparent as they get into the SUV that this is yet another one of Violet Merchant’s impulse decisions, that the staff are quite used to at this point.

❝ Oh coffee, ❞ is all she says absent-mindedly as she hands Chloe a travel tumbler full of the stuff.

#songofthetides #ESCAPE.

ironwxngs

❝ Yes, it breathes fire. ❞

A sharp brow rose at her predictable wariness, sardonicism dripping from his tone as hands curl around the desk’s edge, knees bend to hit the floor, watching ivory dots pepper the castle walls; Until her eyes were a clear sight across the crystal glass.

❝ it’s just a globe. ❞ he assures her. ❝ My father, much like yourself, was not fond of the “hocus pocus”, so… Magic objects were not allowed inside the castle. Although, when I was little I did thought it kept the monsters away. Today I think it’s safe to say… It does not. ❞

littlevioletwolf

❝ Mmhmm... Great. ❞

She runs her tongue across her teeth, gaze already drifting back to her screen as her hand reaches to tousle the hair at the back of her head absent-mindedly; a habit she shares with her father.

It’s very taxing. She doesn’t show it, but there’s an unsettling weight in her chest everytime he gives her just a little more and she can’t bring herself to give a damn. At least that’s what she’s convincing herself; that everything he says is pointless and irrelevant, while she simply paints the perfectly innocently distracted albeit slightly snarky picture of being busy.

#ironwxngs #i took 3 hours to do this.#omg

jlowndesdaily

jessicalowndes: Take me back to this time yesterday 🎉🌴 #cabo

#face

ironwxngs:

❝ Alright just… Don’t tell my mom I stole it, ❞

It didn’t really mattered how old he got or how many dragons he fought, Kathryn was still the only one capable of making him feel genuinely afraid.

❝ Look, ❞

Pale hands reach within the confinements of his bag, removing a small snow globe, ivory white peppering a large castle built of brick and stone, surrounded by forest and villages all around.

❝ I snatched from the castle before taking off and… Well, you know the story. But… I don’t know… Looking at it makes me feel better. ❞

Eyes narrow as she peers at the intricate detail within glass. It’s beautiful, the artistry of it at least, but she doesn’t push her face too close nor so much as venture to touch it.

Her brows knit and lift in the middle, somehow expecting some sort of punchline somewhere. ❝ Is it supposed to shoot lasers out of somewhere? Or you shake it and make magic snow fall out of the sky where it shouldn’t or something? Or does it tell the future.❞

#ironwxngs

(love)fool

❝ C’mom, it’s really cool! ❞

Dark brows knit together in a supplicant frown, lips pursed and as if about to leap from his seat, elbows rest above the table’s surface only to watch her closely and make sure he’d not flinch until she agreed to his terms.

❝ …Besides, it’s nothing I do, I promise. I just want you to see something. ❞

Her eyes shut tight as she scratches her forehead. A sigh of resignation escapes her as she lifts her gaze, stern skepticism etched into dark features.

❝ Fine. What. ❞

#ironwxngs #( u better make this good philip.)

chlowy

A groan escaped her lips. “I’m up, I’m up.”

“I don’t drool. Calm down, give me like 5 minutes and I’ll be out the door. Thank god for magic.”

❝ God are you fairytale people always this slow, ❞ answering the young brunette would be pointless, since she’s already strutting out of the room. ❝ Be in B3 in 3, or I’m LEAVING without you. ❞

#songofthetides

songofthetides

“Violet? What…what time is it? How have you been packing my things while I’ve been asleep?”

❝ Have you heard a word I’ve been saying? I don’t have time for this! I said I packed you a bag, not packed you your stuff. Do you have any idea how much money people would pay to have Violet Merchant pack them a bag? I did it for free I’m practically Mother Teresa right now. ❞

& then she finally looks up from her emails.

❝ What are you still doing there?! is that drool?❞

#songofthetides #i am.... so sorry.

❝ I booked you a ticket, packed you a bag, come on, come on, come on, no time to waste lets go. By no time to waste I mean my time, like do you know how expensive that is? — you literally can’t afford it. ❞

#songofthetides #you know Violet telling people where they're going before yanking them onto a plane is prob #something you should consider.#meanwhile she checks emails on her phone like #multitasker much

jlowndesdaily

#face #the merchant's daughter

❝ Hey, Violet– ❞

His morbid tone seems to fade for a brief second, a faint shadow of a grin on his lips.

❝ …Do you wanna see something cool? ❞

Her lips part for the moment, those mesmerising emeralds of hers, too reluctant to be torn away from her work. Why she lets him hang around, she doesn’t know. Out of the goodness of her cold dead heart maybe.