#c:aibell

[dcvidpark]

Tired beyond his own comprehension, David, leant against a nearby tree, struggling to pull the remnants of his coat off after two run-ins with Magicks. Frankly, he was surprised he had gotten away still alive. Slumping against the tree, David exhaled a sigh to the heavens. The virus was wearing off finally and he could feel exhaustion setting in. Like rain, it soaked through the blood stains on his shirt, through to his muscles and seeped coldly to his bones. Sustaining a few injuries himself, he was relatively sure this was the end for him. With a slash across his chest and a minor enchanted stab wound that was strangely not healing and bleeding profusely, his hopes of returning to GRF were dwindling. 

Could he say he was happy, partially...  His hatred boiled more than ever now that he had a taste of hunting on his own, in a position of power, there were more things he needed to do... 

Pushing himself up back to his feet, he tried to take another step further towards the facility, all he needed was some assistance with Greta. The lack of support, his senses beginning to revert back to their original norm, he ended up collapsing to the floor, unmoving, mostly accepting of his fate. 

@a-tuath

[sunyri]

CLOSED [Aibell~] 

The time had come for Sun to just get it over with. She had been stewing in her thoughts for quite some time now and had been absent from her duties as Aibell’s protector for far too long. It was time for her to just cut the tie completely.

With Mateo on the sidelines where he wouldn’t be seen, Sun waited in her training grounds for Aibell to arrive.

She had picked her own grounds because they were the not filled with fae and could be destroyed without any harm to anyone...as long as Aibell didn’t harm herself she would be okay.

She told herself all of this to prepare for the worst. With closed eyes and a deep breath she steadied herself. Queen Aibell was a forced to be reckoned with and when she was emotional she was a very high danger to everyone around, including herself and the forest itself. 

She remembered the time Aibell had gotten so upset that almost all Sun’s knives (the ones she’d set in the armory anyway) had been destroyed by her and Sun had to literally carry her away to a much safer location to vent.

This was going to end like this. Sun knew it would.

And she had to admit that she was afraid of the fae.

[thiccskinnedfae]

@a-tuath​

Backstory || Aibell Tuath

It was almost noon and Mateo was in a rush to get to the meeting place of Aibell Tuath, the Seelie high queen. Currently, he was late for a mentor and training session that Aibell had personally scheduled for him. Unfortunately, he had miscalculated how much time he would have to get ready and trying to squeeze in his whole workout routine beforehand was a bad idea.There a slight breeze in the air that Mateo felt as he raced through the forest to get to the clearing he was told meet Aibell at. Hopefully, she wouldn’t be too mad.

When Mateo had finally arrived he wasted no time getting right to work. “My queen, I apologize for being late. I miscalculated the amount of time I had before training began. Please forgive me.” Mateo then took off the sunglasses he was wearing to get a better look at his surroundings. It was bare and wide open, the perfect place to get some serious work in. Mateo only hoped that Aibell didn’t have anything serious planned up her sleeves because then Mateo would be in for it.

[guardian-macsen]

Having slipped away briefly from his cairn, duties abandoned for his own time. He made his way towards The Forts, first hearing the event long before he had reached it. Music at first, bass, drums, flutes and then finally the murmurs and indistinct chatter of a group of people. The small clearing was bustling. Winding between them, he had slipped briefly into something smaller to get through them all, hopping between a hare to a scurrying mouse, taking care to avoid the stomping and chivalrous footsteps of dancers. 

He passed a recognisable figure, the air of elegance and grace surrounding her. As a snowy white cat, he brushed past her, taking the time to wind around her legs before glancing upwards to try meet her gaze with a quiet mewl. The Guardian soon moved further forward though, deciding it were better to go somewhere less crowded and Aibell could have the chance to dismiss herself from whatever business she might have been a part of. 

Taking a drink, he stood by the edges of the solstice event, surprisingly enjoying the merriment and the cheer. Although not in clothes that he would usually wear and feeling a little out of his element he was unsure if he would stay long, he could not leave a cairn unguarded for long after all. Despite his conflict the event was a welcome change from the norm of Arain. His glance found the Seelie Queen’s again though and he beamed her a gentle smile.

@a-tuath

[sunyri]

~Closed Starter: Queen Aibell 

It had been a big day for Sun, and one she wouldn’t forget even after she had passed on from Arain. It wasn’t the fact that she had single handedly beat all of her brothers in an impromptu spar outside their home not fifteen minutes ago, or the fact that she had beat her own record for finishing her own hand-built training grounds that she secretly had... No, she was being led to the place where she would meet the queen-in-training and be given her own job in the fae court. Her parents had really had a bout with her about messing up the very nice dress they had found her at market and losing the earring in the squabble, not to mention her unruly hair which had once been neatly curled and tucked to look almost royal. Her face was marked with dirt and bruises, but it held onto the hugest smile, because she had won. Sun had finally proved herself to everyone around her. No longer would she be hidden behind all of her brothers, she was Sun-Young Ri. The queen-in-training’s protectorate and she had one of (if not the most) imporant duties to ever bestow a fae. 

Every single one of her family stood in line with her at the place that they would meet Aibell. They stood from eldest to youngest, so that Sun was the very last in line and as her name was called to walk forward and stand on her own, away from her family..as her own person..she looked up to see the person to whom she would swear away her life to and found that she would be swearing protection to the most beautiful fae she had ever seen in her entire life. Sun’s mouth might’ov hung open just a tad, and she was probably kicked just a little by one of her brothers just so she would start moving again.