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@moralscam | thread feat. Kylie Griffin continued x

👻 - Sometimes, she was approached by larger people in attempts to intimidate her, pick on her - or just being an asshole and cause a trouble. To her, it was way too easy to turn extra defensive, even if the situation didn’t require it: make them regret that choice, show she had some hidden claws and no fear to stand up for herself. Physically, small built Kylie was never a fighter - she was far better than punching away her problems, even if it sometimes felt like an easier solution. The words spoken by her were her spikes: a mild warning towards the stranger who eerily had approached her space for no apparent reason. There was just no denial, something how he behaved was translated off-putting - nothing paranormal, but as a person, there was slight chime of alarm bells. She could make herself look bigger than she was by words, but anything she could really use as a final straw were quick feet, or a heavy bag of study books, and something extra she recently fetched from the very library, spread under her view: “Connection between occultism and urban legends”, “The Sun - an Eldritch god ” and “the Witches”.

❝ I thought I said beating up not straight out kill someone. Look, trying to intimidate me gets you nowhere. I got nothing but my books and a running deadline I’ve got to meet. ❞ She idly responded, giving him a raise of a brow before looking back down at the paper she worked on about the evidence they had had about the newest case. (One, which he had brushed). At least she hoped ignoring him signaled a hint ‘I’m not fucking interested in chatting with you any longer’.

Hearing her name, though, got that gaze immediately lift up. Surprised. Quickly checking whether or not she had scribbled it anywhere, but no, there was no indication he would’ve read it from somewhere. Calmly placing down a pen on the desk, she stood up from her seat, staring straight up into his eyes with a frown. ❝ Let’s say I’m not really fan about kicking ass of the living. So, I suppose we have an agreement. ❞

#moralscam #(.thread | kylie)#(.length | long)#|| funny thing she is very empathetic towards the ghosts too unless they assholes #|| also people :'D

You could’ve become magnificent witch among us! Yet, you dare to betray us! Well, you may join your friend... have the rest of your mortal life to think what you could’ve had as one us! Escorted by the cackling words of the witch, Sadira was pushed into hole like entrance,some place that resembled a dungeon alike in Agrabah - but this was in form of a bowl like sand pit. As entrance vanished above her eyes, hope to flee was shattered for a while. Narrow bar blocked windows surrounded large the circular room letting some light in. Other than that, all that was left was a pit of sand, slipping underneath her feet as she hopelessly tried to reach bottle neck like the entrance above.

❝ Ungh! I can’t believe this...! I can’t seem to control this sand- ❞ Sadira was loosing her temper as sand merely ran between her fingers, clenching her fists at the futile attempts to use her magic. Damn, the witches surely knew what they created. They weren’t that stupid.

It took her long, countless failed attempts, before she was tired of climbing. Calming down from her rage, greenish blue hues moved at the second figure - Aladdin. The man she desperately had loved, to who she was still ready to betray her mentors for. ❝ Don’t worry Aladdin... I’ll get us out. If not - On the positive side, we still have each other, just you and me... that is. ❞ || @riffrcffed

#riffrcffed #(.closed starter)#(.thread | sadira)#(.length | long)#|| we can be together for eternity now-#|| prepare for extreme feels when things just ????

❝ Let’s see... ❞ The witch held up a list before her eyes, bag already full of variety of rare herbs and plants awaiting to be pickled or dried for later use, but something was still missing. ❝ ... and for the last, the secret ingredient... Use the scent of a flower that blooms only once in a year after sunset... Wait, what? ❞ She moved the scroll closer her eyes, reading through the spell over and over again. Apparently rushing her travel came with a cost - oh, if she just had been more careful! Now, she wouldn’t be in schedule to win heart of her love. Not tonight.

❝ Urgh! Where am I supposed to find it? Queen of the night?! I’ve never heard of it! ❞ Finding other ingredients required had been child’s play. But this? She’d have to spend yet even more time researching some stupid plant - or find someone who owned one. With a frustrated growl, Sadira sat down, moving branches of bushes to have a look at the sea which glimmered under sun. Within hours spent in the forest searching exotic plants, a large ship seemed to have arrived near the coast. Just in second, her focus was aimed at that ship. Merchants? For a while she forgot about her plan, trying to make apart the flags in distance. Apparently, someone else was also curious about the island and its treasures. || @notwhileimcaptain

#notwhileimcaptain #(.closed starter)#(.thread | sadira)#(.length | long)#|| hope this works!

In defeat, Sadira buried her face into her hands, looking at the ancient writing through narrowed fingers. She might have been the last witch of the Sand ( and not a bad one ), but countless and countless of times she found her spells having unexpected flaws no instructions mentioned - there was a growl of frustration. The spell proved to be useless, and the scroll of manuscript was returned to the shelf. This time, farther in back. Luckily, there were still options to go through - but what if none of them worked? She didn’t want to be doomed in loneliness for the rest of her life. She wanted to share her life with someone. In her unfortunate life, there was one in ages to show her kindness.

Aladdin... Please, you understood me. In lack of company, she muttered to walls of the witches’ sand pit she now called home.

❝ Oh... Why can’t Aladdin notice how much I do for him...? ❞ Even if it meant scrapping her plans, to show him she was ready to do ANYTHING - maybe these obstacles were a test. Maybe, Sadira was required patience, and prove she was serious. Just as the saying goes: Good comes to those who wait. But Sadira was getting impatient. Just what kind of spell couldn’t be broken by a mere kiss? Did it even exist? || @mczenrath

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