#apprentice alicia

[apprenticeraelynn]

A quick Apprentice Alicia for @alienfey

Thanks for your patience, and I love her design! ♥ I also tremble in fear of her ability to eat spicy things for I would surely perish

[demisexual-deesaster]

So rings the bell

I knew getting punched on the face by someone would hurt. I just didn’t know It'd hurt this much. I wince, feeling the cold ice pack touch my bruised eye, and hiss in pain. “Halla…slowly please?” I implore.

“Sorry!” Halla says, shooting back, guilt written all over her face. “You didn’t have to do that you know. I could’ve defended myself.”

“Oh I know. But if you had, you’d have ended up more beat up than me. And that’s saying something.” I tell her, gesturing to my bandaged hand and bruised eye.

“What you can do, I can do better, right?” Julian drawls from his place on the window sill, and then pauses as he looks you up and down with a grimace “Or worse. However, that works.”

Asra rolls over from his place on the bed, eyeing me curiously. “What happened anyway? I was doing crunches with Muriel when you socked Lucio on the face, so I couldn’t get a good look of why you did what you…did.” He smirks.

“It seemed very satisfying.” Muriel mumbles from his spot next to Asra.

“Well–“ I start to say, but I’m cut off by a very familiar voice inside my head.

“Friend harm Goatman! Friend okay?” Faust, Asra's familiar asks in me head. I pet her head. I’m used to her voice in my head now. It’s been two years after all though Halla telling you that something like this was totally normal, for them at least, didn’t help.

“I’m okay Faust. Thanks for looking out for me.”

“I don’t think Lucio is though. Hohoho! He went down like a sack of potatoes. Nicely done Alicia.” Julian praises me, the signature smirk on his face, one that Portia called the 'Bastard smirk.’

“I wish Nadia was here to see that.” Halla giggles. “She’d give you a kiss! And she’s my girlfriend! I wouldn’t blame her, though I think you’ve got your eyes on someone else.” Her eyes twinkle mischievously

You laugh nervously l, and Asra interrupts again.

“Why’d you punch Lucio?” Asra asks, and I feel the heat rise up in my face from

“Well, she initially punched Lucio to protect me, but then he shot back at her and made a rather crude comment about our... bisexuality.”

“That didn’t sit right with me, and he made an especially crude comment about Nadia and Portia, and I lost it.”

“So you tackled him and beat the crap out of him. And got the crap beaten out of you.” Asra smirks, and I glare at him.

Halla giggles. “Yeah, she was basically a knight in shining armor for the three of us combined.” Halla frowns, then looks worriedly at my eyebrow, which has been nearly bandaged. “I wasn’t expecting him to carry a knife to gym class.”

I open my mouth to say something, but I’m cut of by the door being burst open. Being the jumpiest woman she is, Halla immediately yelps and almost falls of the chair, and Faust quickly wraps herself around Halla to stop her fall.

I look to the side to see Portia panting. Did she run here? Her eyes frantically search the room before they find mine, and immediately, she’s on me in a second, concern etched on her face.

“We just heard what happened with Lucio.” Her hand flutters to my eye and she gasps at my eye.

“What happened?” Asra begins to explain the situation to Portia, and when he’s done, Portia looks back at me. Her mouth moves but no sound comes out. Her blue eyes carry a certain depth of emotion. She’s saying something, I don’t know what, but I can’t resist pushing a lock of hair behind her ear. Her mouth stops moving and she blushes.

The injury must be getting to me, because I blearily mumble 'Pretty' and stroke her face again. Gods, she’s so pretty.

Someone loudly clears their throat and I snap out of it, quickly retracting my hand and blushing deeply. I glanced around to see everyone except Faust and Muriel giving me a knowing smirk, including Nadia who was right behind Portia.

“O-oh hey Nadia.” I stammer. “I didn’t see you there.”

“How could you, when someone else had captured your attention?”

I didn’t think it was possible to blush any more. I was wrong.

“Come on darling.” Nadia softly tells Halla “These two clearly need their time.” She looks at the rest of the crew. “Boys?” she says, and marches out, Faust on shoulder.

“I’m sorry.” I mumble after they’ve left “I shouldn’t have done that.”

“It’s okay. I heard you defended Nadia and I's honour.”

“That asshole deserved it.”

“If you went and punched him, I’m sure he did.” Portia says, a smile on her face. Gods she’s so beautiful it’s hurting me. Or maybe it’s the fact that Lucio slashed me across the face with a knife. Why did he have a knife?!

Portia's hugging me all of a sudden.

“You had me really worried you know?”

“When are you not worried about me?” I joke. That earns me a gentle swat on the shoulder.

We both laugh. I like this. Laughing with her. Her eyes tend to sparkle when she laughs, and I can’t help but lean closer to get a better look. She closes them, and I know what I have to do.

I close my eyes, and I’m about to kiss her when–

RINNNNNNGGGGG

The lunch bell rings sharp and true, and the moment is gone. Portia jumps back just as I do, and the door opens with Julian yelling “Portia! Maz is mad again!”

Portia's eyes widen, and she gets up, hastily apologizing, for what, I don’t know, and leaves the room.

And I promptly stuff my face in the pillow and scream.

A/N: *walks into the room full of unfinished fics three years later with sunglasses and tea in hand* Oops

Fic is dedicated to a really good friend of mine, who, if luck allows, will be more. HOPEFULLY

Halla belongs to @linaisbluepancake. Check out her art if you haven't.