daughter of death

@sensiblyxmabel

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tenacious-finnian

Seems we're a lot more alike than I originally thought. I know what it's like to train day in and day out, but your mother deserves to be treated like a Queen– she has been a rock throughout my life, and she will continue to be one in the next. No, I wasn't alluding to just family, but we don't need to talk about that– just that I understand.

There's a reason you're my cousin, or my uncle, the dynamic between you and my mother is so odd. I think in my father's mind, he assumes he's treating her like a Queen, but expectations and reality aren't meeting. I only hear what I hear, however...I'm not one to pry and gossip like our grandmother. If it's a sensitive topic, we don't have to talk about it.

Good thing I rarely feel his sin, or else he'd feel compelled to appear like a ghost. I could use some fun living as a one percent adjacent, but you better keep your word and don't let me get too sloshed, or else I'll worry my Prince again.

"You know what they say, speak of the devil and he appears. Or in Envy's case, the devil's son." Mabel grinned, whipping up another quick drink with a wave of her hand, setting the glass in front of Isabel. "I cross my heart and hope to die I won't let you get too sloshed so it does not worry your Prince."

Ah, how the one percent live, almost enough to make me envious. If I drank that much, I'd probably be dead.

I know it's not intentional, but I find that ironic considering your technical in-law is the embodiment of envy. You have me to luckily cut you off, so come live as a one percent to a degree.

mournfully-yasmin

Why do you need to prove that you're fun, and have you seen Beau? If he didn't have such a cute little face, I would be calling him a stick in the mud. I swear, he doesn't even slouch.

Well, if there is a world where I may become a Queen one day, I can't show my subjects I'm just a strict ruler. Those are Beau's many mannerly lessons with his grandmothers shining through and controlling his posture. At least, he's my stick in the mud.

mournfully-yasmin

It is, as long as you don't drink so much that I'm required to carry you. I'm afraid we wouldn't get too far.

Would you not damning proof I can be fun, though? I'm afraid Beau or Bea might have portrayed me as straight-laced and a neurotic control freak on steroids.

kaniel-thebutcher

That we did, in the best way.

Especially within the family, but Beau couldn't hide the fact that he was practically glowing, so it was easy to tell what happened. Honestly, it almost hurts to look at him. I suppose, welcome to the family officially, then. Ramiel will probably be glad that you and Beau don't give him nearly as much of a heart attack as Beatrice and her chosen love interest.

It's difficult missing the shining as bright as the sun glow about him when we're both equally beaming. Thank you, I've been around Beau's family for most of my life and I know our mothers are planning the wedding as we speak. Ah, Beatrice's chosen love is that little dhampir Sterling, if I recall? You show no mercy to Ram, do you?

It usually is until the eventual crash the next day. Alcoholism is a slippery slope.

You mean, the headache-inducing hangovers? Oh, it would take dozens of drinks to get me to that point. That's the goddess blood in me.

valentin-kuznetsov

It just reminds me of when I was a small child, and she would just hold me in her arms and sing me these Russian lullabies whenever I felt upset. At least there will eventually be a fight that will help me push aside the feeling for now.

You don't have to, but if you're bound and determined to... whatever answer you have, don't tell me what he says. Death has always been an option for me, I think... knowing that it is coming for me is worse. I don't want to know.

It is not often we were blessed by her visits as I tended to travel a great deal by my father's side, but I know Varya would walk to the ends of the earth so you'd never have to be upset. Violence and distractions go hand-in-hand.

I want to, Valentin, I want to feel as if I'm not twiddling my thumbs when I possess the resource advantage very few have. Even if there is an alternative saving your life, you wouldn't want to know? Okay. Thought I'd ease your mind, but I'll respect your choice.

#valentin convo

kaniel-thebutcher

He gets me. Or I get him. Hard to say at this point.

The Mabel in the flesh. The two of you are dating now? When Ariel spoke of my nephew, I was afraid he'd be trapped in the endless loop of pining.

Sloth's certainly not for everyone. You influenced each other.

Oh, goddess, the gossip mill churns endlessly. We are kind of figuring it out as we go, but it's safe to say that we're together. The pining feels more on my shoulders as its true cause why it might've stayed on an endless loop. We stopped running, Kane.

tenacious-finnian

Your advocating for your father does put me at ease, Mabel. I don't like harboring ill will towards anyone who doesn't truly deserve it, so as long as he keeps changing and appreciates your mother and you, I won't have a problem with him. I understand how duties can take you away from the people you care about, personally, and how that might weigh on him.

I see no reason but tell the truth. He is making the change for the better. My father has done nothing but train me to rule at his side in his realm one day and judging from my experience, my mother's the closest to a Queen of Death goddess as you can come. Uncle Finn, I know you aren't just alluding to family. A certain former council member's son, perhaps?

tenacious-finnian

Unfortunately, the memo wasn't delivered when I was away playing bounty hunter.

Seeing as he isn't blasting down my door, I suppose he has no complaint. I was there during the majority of those months, and I saw what his absence meant to your mother. The loneliness. The questioning of self-worth. She thought she was going to have to raise you without him– have to explain as you grew up why your father wasn't there. I will continue to be sore about your father until I see a true change. His ineptitude with time is no excuse.

Next time, I'll send one personally.

I totally understand your coldness toward my father, I do, Finnian. Death's responsibilities take him away from family, even as a young child, there were periods of time where duties plucked him from us. No one should feel worthless and without companionship, least of all, my mother. He has changed, though. Still atrocious with time-keeping, but a good father. The best father. I just hope he changes your mind one day.

judiciously-ezekiel

Unfortunately, the inability to have proper sit-downs runs in the family with our duties. You are no exception to that rule, Mabel. I will take what time I do get.

Oh. Grandpoppy, you are speaking to the personification of never having any proper sit-downs. Just checking on you and Grams...and Rhys, for that matter. Mother's concerned, but she always is.

tenacious-finnian

I was warned that a grown-up version of Hel's baby was walking around. This timeline business never ceases to amaze me.

I really hope your father didn't mind the influx of witches I sent his way, but it was necessary. Though a childish part of me enjoyed giving him a little extra work.

Well, grown-up versions of children who should be babies are a common fad now. I guess you didn't get the memo, cousin.

As long as they are not sent before their time, he doesn't complain. You're still sore about him leaving my mother for a majority of her pregnancy, aren't you? My father is terrible when it comes to time, Finnian, which is ironic when Cronus is his brother.

tenacious-finnian

Sleepless nights, countless tribunals, and tracking down errant council members lead to a barely functioning coven, but it's functioning.

I'm sure my father appreciated gaining new souls in his realm as you labored sending them his way.

Drinking is considered a magical stress eraser, right?

#ivyhollowstarter #and does mabel have A LOT OF IT

valentin-kuznetsov

Sorry to worry you, Mabel. I am... coping. I'm doing better knowing that my mother is here, but the foreboding feeling I have refuses to go away, no matter how many reassurances I get from others.

Mothers have their ways making everything feel better. You can distract the foreboding feeling and forget about it, but it always lingers.

Valentin, I still wish to confer with my father on this. I'm aware of the rules, accepting that nothing can be done, but I need to see if there is any possibility. He won't grow angry at me of all people for asking.

#valentin convo

judiciously-ezekiel

I have more tea if you would like to sit.

Any tea time spent with my grandfather is time well-spent. Sorry we haven't had a proper sit-down.

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