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thievingivy.
“N-Nothing!” She stuttered as she took a few steps back. “Sorry, I just… sorry.”
❛ no you’re not. you’re just scared... it’s a common mistake, so it seems... ❜ she plays with an apple on her slender hands. ❛ i might not eat children as others foolishly claim, but other things around here, certainly do not share the same sentiment. so i’ll ask again, why are you here? ❜
❛ what exactly do you think you’re doing? ❜
ofrottingroses.
‘ So you do have the answers, don’t you? Ah, well, tis your choice whether you speak up or not, I couldn’t care less. This land could certainly use less children, filthy creatures they are. Especially the mortal ones. ‘
❛ i quite enjoy riddles... they tend to keep people at bay. and those were not particularly a challenge. why should i, now? to save those filthy smelly things full of tears and snot? i should think not. ‘tis likely those are long gone, either way... or have a future worse than death ahead. i care not. and i certainly have no intention of helping any simpleton fool sitting on a throne, with far little knowledge and too much ego provided by an shallow piece of gold sitting on their empty skulls. ❜
the-lady-iovita.
“Listen here. You have insulted the leader of your land. The leader of one of the world’s finest pagan militia and the wealthiest person in the Badlands. I can make your life a living hell. I can make you strip yourself of your own flesh willingly. Do. Not. Test. Me. Every single fear you have I can make a reality. I am a dangerous woman, Morgan. It would be in your best interest to not make me an enemy.”
❛ do not mistake me for your folk, your highness, ❜ ivory canines show in a predatory simper, flames swirling from beneath her eyes. ❛ this is not my land... in fact... i belong to no one, nowhere. you can claim a scorpion but it will still sting you. and you can claim earth but you’ll never own it. as you can fool yourself into believing i, due to my standing, belong to you... but it will not be a mistake you will make twice. ❜
the pause lingers in the air, that sultry bittersweet laugh of hers always possessing a childish tone to it. ❛ the fears i have you you could not begin to fathom. your mind would crumble to dust and dive you into madness. they are visions of a future you could not endure. as despite your position and wealth... you are but a naive little brat with a crown on her head... threatening things you know nothing about out of spite. those do not move me... attack me at once then... ‘tis been awhile since i’ve had a decent meal. ❜ mischievous golden orbs peer from beneath thick lashes as her boots crush the stones beneath them with every step, pallid pads of fingers graze against an apple hanging from the back of her snatchel before plump lips would find their way to the fruit. ❛ are quite ready to make of me an ally now? or should i go to another? ❜ she asks nonchalantly before sinking her teeth into the crimson fruit.
I’ll swallow my blood before I swallow my pride.
Al Capone (via asimetricna-vagina)
ofrottingroses.
‘ This is ridiculous, those children are lost already and there might be other losses if anyone is to get the guessing games wrong. ‘
❛ ah yes, i’m devastated... truly, i cannot begin to fathom how one could endure the company of brats for so long. perhaps they should attempt something easier next time... stealing the hearts or eyes of said prey instead of resorting to children’s game? ah... but i’ll sleep on my answers for now, if you say so... this land could certain use less of those little things running around. ❜
the-lady-iovita.
“Do not be insolent. It will get you nowhere. Since I foresee that we will be in need of each other, I think it wise to not create a pissing contest.
Iovita stared into her eyes and shifted her jaw, tilting her chin up to change the power dynamics “What do you know of the spirit behind these kidnappings?”
❛ ooh, you believe to be capable of enforcing orders on me now, do you? how quaint. ❜ a sultry snicker poisons the atmosphere with its solemn lilt. ❛ me? in need of your aid? ah... you are amusing, after all... ❜
her unflinching frame stands still, but one could still see eerie sparkles that were shimmering in the caramel-colored irises. ❛ enough... as i know the answer to all four riddles. ❜ her reply comes as quickly, soft and altogether husky. ❛ so? you expect me help you out of the kindness of my heart? ❜
thievingivy.
With little hesitation, Ivy stood up from behind the bush. She tried not to let her fear be known, but the more she tried, the more she shook like a leaf. It wasn’t necessarily hard for the girl to pick out a threat when she heard one. However, this was one of the few times she reacted properly to it. She hoped she had, at least. “I wish not to disturb you. My apologies if I did so. I ask for your forgiveness…”
amber irises drop downwards to catch the sight of a peculiar thing in midst all those trees and bushes. ❛ oh... a child... marvelous. ❜ her tongue drips with muffled sardonicism, breath held in vexation for awhile too long before she takes a step forward, dark brows furrowed in bewilderment. ❛ leave the apologies for the royals, if you will... i have little interest in supplications. ❜ the words were blunt and the voice was raspy, pale fingers quickly work to remove the magenta hood covering her features. ❛ why are you here, child? have your parents not taught you the danger of such place? ❜
the-lady-iovita.
“Why so skeptical of my brain? Do you believe a person such as I would lack thinking skills?”
❛ if you need to ask the question... ❜
the-lady-iovita.
“I’ve found the answer to the first riddle!”
❛ marvelous... i’m very impressed. ❜
thievingivy.
Ivy quickly jumped to her left when her foot crunched on a twig, definitely making more noise than she had initially. The small girl stayed on the ground, practically holding her breath so she didn’t create anymore sounds.
sharp ears instantly become aware of the reckless sound, feet stop abruptly from giving another step, wary golden eyes scan throughout the bushes for their target. ❛ come out at once, ❜ it comes in a husky, sultry voice, peppered by crippling exasperation, long nails grasp against the tree at her side, feeling the pattern of old wood beneath her fingertips. ❛ you do not wish for me to come find you, do you? ❜
stolenxshield.
Brynja watched the soldier leave and she wondered if it had been the first time he was so frightened for his life. Could it be that there were still people out there, untouched by war and violence? “My mind is clouded, by many things, but tonight I cannot even understand my own thoughts any longer. I decided to indulge in the celebrations for once, after all who knows if I will be alive the next time we have something to celebrate?” She chuckled again, stepping towards her… her friend. “I do not care about morals tonight. It seems quite like hybris to always act as if I know what is right. And yes, maybe the whine has gotten a little into my head, too.”
❛ what... exactly are we celebrating? allowing our enemies to waltz into our land wearing masks underneath those they already put on everyday? it sounds as if the royals have finally lost their minds... i’d like nothing more than to be bewildered, but alas... ❜ bruised knuckles curl around the edge of her wooden staff, lips chapped from the cold, she recoils, allowing for a white breath to cut past her silver tongue. ❛ i... have never seen such a collection of disguised people before. 'tis always so? do they truly relish in such celebrations? ❜ uttering those words in a silent undertone, wary yellow hues linger upon the other’s form for a solid minute before speaking once more. ❛ ah, yes i’ve... picked up on the scent. still, i do not understand the desire to willingly swallow poison that does nothing but encourage you to act foolishly... i've ingested many poisonous herbs before, ‘tis true, but solely for developing immunity against the same, and something tells me wine does not quite works this way. ❜
i try not to sound like an asshole but it’s really hard because i am an asshole
stolenxshield.
“I have to admit, that was one fine trick, Morgan. The poor soul is so shaken you should not joke like this. But… I cannot help laughing.”
❛ 'tis hardly my fault little boys frighten so easily, ❜ golden orbs burn bright as she swiftly climbs off the trembling soldier’s body. ❛ now leave... before i decide to be more than playful. ❜ it wasn’t a request, and her patience was wearing thin as she turned around, not bothering to watch him crawl back to wherever he came out. ❛ enjoying the festivities, i see? otherwise i’m certain you’d not be quite so... shall we say morally ambiguous? ❜
feenkrieger.
“Get off of me! Is this your way of making me pay for telling you I could defeat you the other day? Yes, witch, I know of your powers now!”
❛ my, how the mighty have fallen... ❜ she taunts, tongue clicking in a mocking manner. nimble limbs twist and bend so she’d no longer be hovering over the blonde’s form. ❛ pay? you still have your limbs and eyes, fae... so i should think not, ❜ a muffled laugh of dismay lingers on chapped lips, fingers adjusting the loose front of her top. ❛ yes, yes, your sisters must be very proud... unfortunately so do all guards and plenty of others within the kingdoms, i fear... indeed, i believe a bard once wrote a chant for me, but i cannot recall how it went... something of vipers and tarantulas. ---surely you could have asked? although i suppose believing in wild rumors is indeed foolish. ❜
stolenxshield.
Brynja’s gaze dropped down as she pondered about Morgan’s words. Yes it was true, the witch had always told her the truth, no matter how bleak and dark it may seem. But was that enough to trust her? “Not many can claim as much, but I always wonder, how do you know such things? Why are you so sure there is a bigger threat for them as we are? We rose against them, we are something they cannot control, something they cannot understand. What can be more dangerous than someone questioning everything you stand for? Wait, do not speak in such riddles. Tell me the truth.”
❛ ...very well, if you wish to cease all my fun. ❜ there’s an almost playful tone to her voice, amber hues hover over the other in silence for a moment. ❛ we are rebels, ‘tis true... and they cannot understand us, but solely because they do not wish to. we do not kill without a cause... we are not monsters, despite what foolish men claim. we can be reasoned with... but there is such thing as true evil in this world, Brynja... those who wish only for chaos, and death. those who cannot be reasoned with for they do not have a purpose other than destruction in mind... i would know... i was raised by one. but nothing goes unnoticed in nature... every twig that breaks, every leaf that falls... i run with the wolves and fly with eagles, i hunt with spiders and lurk with the cats... i see the world in a way they could only dream of and no secrets stays hidden from my eyes. ❜
