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[askisabella]

Tension seemed to wrap Adelaide tight these days leading to unneeded tingling beneath skin. There was no reason for magic to present itself after a short training session with ‘father’, yet emotions seemed to win out. Every time she looked at her parents lately there was a feeling of dread. Was she even wanted? Perhaps, if she hadn’t of been born the two could have a life they wanted. There was no denying the magic possessed was a hindrance to Robin and the Merry Men. Of course, Robin and mother loved her. She knew that. Deep down she knew if mother didn’t she would have been left behind all those years ago. But she can’t help but think life would be easier for them all if she weren’t around.

With a heavy heart and matching sigh, Adelaide turned from the camp to wander. Her mind needed to be clear before returning home. Not far there’s a place she visited often with a few village friends made over the years. She wasn’t sure if she wished to see them now or not, but either way it would help calm her.

Upon entering the small clearing, a smile grew noticing it was empty. There didn’t seem to be anyone around which allowed her the chance to release energy. Eyes closed, fingers flexed, and magic was released into the air. A beam of white light. Something she never truly understood. The few times mother used magic it was surrounded by hues of purple. Without care of being seen, Adelaide played with the part of herself meant to be locked away.

@askelizabeth

[askisabella]

Boot covered feet walked down the cobblestone of a nearby village, careful to walk around the puddles of water from a recent storm, while brown eyes gazed at the offerings of the market. It was time to gather few supplies with the bit of money kept to keep the Merry men striving on. A cloak rested upon dark strands but did not cover fully as Adelaide felt there was no need to hide who she was. This very village was visited by the Merry Men few and far between which meant no one knew who the young woman was. While most looked to the new comer with curiosity, there were some who seemed to be almost fearful. Who could blame them? A random woman decided to walk their streets without much introduction!

The few who asked were informed Adelaide was visiting a grandmother just a few miles from town. It seemed to be enough to turn a few pursed lips into welcoming smiles, but not all. With all the tension at camp, Adelaide jumped at the chance to be further away. The confused looks from mother and father were breaking her heart. Why should she feel guilty when they are the ones lying? Now with a new boy around camp, occupying mothers attention, the pain of it all was more real. They had welcomed Henry with open arms, just as they had others, but this one stung. She was their child! Why did they care more about him right now? It was obvious Adelaide was struggling with something and not one of them had bothered to find out what. It was heartbreaking. Perhaps it was time to face the truth, she was a burden upon them. At least, out here, in random villages, no one truly knew about the Merry Men. A day of reprieve.

Hours were spent wandering the streets, glancing at what the merchants had to offer, purchasing only what was needed, having small conversations with friendly locals. Anything to draw out the time. The basket resting upon an arm was almost filled meaning it was nearing time to leave. With a sigh, the brunette wished there was a reason to stay just a little longer. The final cart was filled with delicious looking apples causing a rumbling stomach to make itself known. Adelaide couldn’t help but chuckle with the woman behind the cart as a few cones were exchanged for a few. “I apologize. They are my favorite.” One was tossed in the air and quickly snatched before a large bite was taken completely unaware of the woman practically stalking her just a few feet away.

@askmissblanchard

[askisabella]

Over the years, Adelaide had perfected sneaking off from camping without being seen. It almost became a thrill! The longer away without anyone noticing the absence the better! Of course, she was far too naive to realize her parents basically knew where she was at all times. With a magical mother and an expert tracker father it truly was near impossible to pull one over on them. Those times away started as fun but turned to necessity as time went on. Rumors of her arrival at the camp led to depressing thoughts only fueled by the arrival of a certain boy gaining attention from parents. She felt unwanted, even if deep down she knew it wasn’t the case.

Today was a special day. An anniversary of sorts. Let the game begin!

Dressed in tan pants, a white tunic with a brown vest the woman made sure her hair braid was near perfect before a quiver of arrows and personal bow was snatched. A wink was tossed at her younger brother before feet carried her into the depths of the woods. Disappearing from the camp inhabitants sights. Adelaide was quick to reach the set out destination with butterflies fluttering about.

“I’m pretty certain this is cheating.” Adelaide couldn’t help but playfully smirk at the woman. “I haven’t touched my bow all morning and here you are getting a head start.” The very bow in her hand was twirled effortlessly as she walked closer. “This must be how you out shot me last time. I should have known you wouldn’t play fair.” Adelaide tongue stuck out petulantly before she dissolved into a small fit of giggles. “You’re lucky you’re cute!”

@evangeline-feye

[askisabella]

Standing in the middle of a clearing close to camp, since she was practically forbidden from leaving, Adelaide tossed her bow on the ground after missing the target completely. What the hell was wrong with her? This situation with mother and father was getting out of hand! One minute everything was fantastic, perfect even, and now… well, now Adelaide couldn’t look at either of them without tears welling in eyes. And now it was affecting a life skill. The tree directly behind the target appeared to have done something personal to the outlaw as many arrows were stick from the bark. Frustration grew as the bow was snatch back from the ground. “Breathe, Adelaide.” She chastised. Eyes closed to take in surroundings; the sounds, the smells, the feel of the slight breeze. Arms locked, shoulders square, feet planted, fingers deft but loose around the neck. A deep breath in. A release. A miss. A scream followed but the offending weapon being tossed to the ground in favor of a fireball flying at the target. Anger burned skin, fire lit tear filled brown eyes, but a smirk curled on lips. “Bullseye.” That felt good.

Shooting skills may leave a lot to be desired right now but other sense were still in high gear. The sound of footsteps had the brunette turning quickly ready to defend herself any way necessary. A wave of relief washed over as soon as Ruby came into view. “You startled me.” She chuckled, slightly embarrassed she may have caught the little tantrum just thrown. “I’m sorry if I disturbed you!”

@ask-rubylucas

[askisabella]

With the new restrictions placed upon the young woman by the leader of the Merry Men, Adelaide left a local village much earlier then usual to head home. It was strange to have such tight rules from parents considering they were wrapped up in other things lately. She would abide by them to the best of her ability, for now. The dark cloak hood was pushed down the moment towns people were out of view. It was middle afternoon meaning heat was at the peak. It would be so wonderful to meet friends by a stream to cool down - except she could not. “This is silly.” She muttered with a petulant pout. The walk back to camp was short but the Hood child decided to take a more scenic route. Was it really disobeying if the path still led home? Feet slowed as they stepped from dirt to forest floor in an attempt to savor the silence as long as possible. Or that was the plan before a woman dressed far too regal to be in this area appeared. “Are you lost, ma’am?” Adelaide kept a distance as this woman was a stranger. Something about the situation brought on a feeling of dread. “Do you need assistance?” Her tone remained light, friendly even, even though fear began to buzz beneath skin.

@askqueenofhearts

[askisabella]

@ask-regina

Isabella stood nervously in the hallway of the Mills-Locksley home. Tomorrow would change everything, yet nothing at the same time. For years, Robin and Roland Locksley had been an integral part of the Mills women’s lives so it only made sense he finally decided to make it official. However, the teenager didn’t fully think through what it really meantl. Obviously, mother would marry the man, which she was incredibly elated over, but where did that leave her? A whole new life was beginning for the future Locksley. One without her. Suddenly this all felt like the beginning of the end of the mother daughter relationship. It was frustrating such feelings chose tonight o make themselves known. No matter what Isabella felt inside tonight would be happy. She was happy! Her mother had finally found someone to love, cherish, and honor the woman she was. Robin accepted them from day one, never tried to change any part of their lives, and found a way to nestle in hearts with ease. He was such a great man so why did Isabella suddenly feel so out of place?

A smile was put on to cover the anxieties felt within as she pushed into their bedroom. “It’s your last night with the same last name as me!” She practically cheered despite the slight heartache it brought. “Are you excited?” Without waiting for an invitation, the brunette crawled in the large bed to settle beside Regina. It was rare they were afforded such an opportunity and Isabella refused to waste it. “Nervous?” Who wouldn’t be?! Tomorrow hundreds of eyes would watch her mother walk down an aisle. After making herself comfortable sitting against the headboard, fingers ran across the plush comforter before she wiggled a bit with an arched brow. “How come my bed isn’t this comfortable?!”

[flandegre]

averyxparker​:

“I’m not like them, but I can pretend.”

"Wow, your life must be so hard.” Fae stated, her lips curled into something akin to a sneer as she tapped her foot on the floor quickly, arms crossed. “I’m not the therapist of this school so why don’t you go crawl away and find someone who cares to talk about your problems with. I, for one, am not someone who cares so sadly, as much as I’d love to listen to you whine about your life and how horrible it is, I have things to do.” Rolling her eyes, she closed her locker shut. She really needed to learn how to keep her mouth shut around these people.