#d. althea

[emissaradia]

closed starter for @studentalthea location: haven note: *cough* i trusted a twink brother eugh

That box had been nothing short of horrible for all parties involved. Aradia had tried to put on a brave face. She'd tried to move through it without second-guessing herself. She'd tried to be the best version of herself that she could be. And all it did in return was show her that she had never made an error a day in her life. Everything she had ever done had been given reason. There were devils that reared their ugly heads in the shape of a friend every day. And for what? To teach a lesson? Well, she thought that lesson sucked. Maybe she shouldn't have trusted someone she barely knew. Devils were awfully convincing though. They crept in when one least expected it and she had never thought she would be the kind of person to fall into such a trap. She'd been kind. She'd been...for fucking what? Everything that had been on the table crashed to the floor as her hands swept across it. And then she soon followed.

Aradia wasn't sure how much time had passed since, but when she awoke, it was with a scream. As if her nightmares hadn't already been a permanent mainstay, they were now increased tenfold. Maybe she would be better off being some demon's vessel. The door opened and she tried to scramble towards it to keep it closed. "Don't come in!" If it was her sister, she probably wouldn't listen. Maybe it was the unknown assistant though. He wouldn't be able to speak a word. Aradia had been holed up in here long enough though. She had to find a way to fix this. She couldn't let this control her. "I won't let you beat me," she muttered under her breath as she tried to lift herself up off of the floor.

[emissaradia]

closed starter for @studentalthea location: haven note: uwu

Time and time again, she felt herself looking to Althea for advice. It never came out the way she expected it to, but she knew to look for the deeper meaning behind her sister’s words. Every insult could be turned into something else entirely. The two of them were bad at saying they loved each other. Althea more than Aradia it felt like. Her sister was her life though. There was nothing she wouldn’t do for the other witch. It seemed that, in that thought process, she had forgotten a very vital part of that. Keeping herself alive to do anything and everything for Althea. She took a breath as she laid upon her sister’s bed, legs dangling over the edge as her boots scraped against the floor with every swing. It wasn’t until she heard the door open that she spoke.

“I never thanked you for following me here to Haven when I was exiled. I’m sure you would say that you didn’t follow me though so I’ll just say thank you for coming with me when you didn’t have to. You could’ve stayed there and joined in on the berating and the judgment, but you stayed at my side.” She lifted herself up to a sitting position. “I don’t know if I’ll live long enough to return the favor, Althea.”

[emissaradia]

closed starter for @studentalthea location: haven note: seestra

When they had been dealing with their wolf problem, it felt like so much was going on at once. Aradia and Althea were two very different people. As much as people would say that the former was the strong one, she always knew one thing to be true. Althea was always her better. People always saw her sister as someone who was just a mean girl. That was only on the surface though. Aradia had grown up with her though. She had been there through every battle they could have suffered. The two of them could have been closer, but maybe that was because of how different they were. She could claim to see her sister all she wanted. Yet, when it came down to it, when it was really needed, she was quiet. Aradia had always been the type to try and be the big sister. That was just who she was. But how could she do that for Althea? It felt like she couldn’t ever find the right words to say or how to comfort the woman that felt like she didn’t need comfort. Maybe she should’ve tried more. Even if it was met with resistance.

Anyway, that was what brought her here. That was what brought her to busting into her sister’s room and shutting the door behind her. “We need to talk.” She sat down at the table and waved a hand towards the chair across from her. “Come on.”

[emissaradia]

closed starter for @studentalthea location: haven note: oi miss u me sistah

If there was anything to say about the two sisters, it was that they were vastly different people. Raised by the same father and still they had ended up with interests that most certainly did not align with each other. Aradia could remember her sister sewing skirts and tending to little woodland creatures when they were younger. She herself had been carrying buckets back and forth to make sure that they were well stocked. She was the strong one. Althea was...well, she was sure that her sister would always say that she was the pretty one. Better in every way. She had that kind of personality that took some getting used to. Aradia didn't need to get used to her sister though. The two were damn near attached at the hip even though they never truly admitted it. Or maybe Althea was more attached to that damn goblin.

Speaking of said goblin, Aradia was currently staring at the guy as she waited for her sister to grace her with her presence. Who even knew what that woman was up to half the time. She squinted at the goblin and leaned forward slightly. "What was your name again?"