Death was indeed something ironic, especially for those like them; immortals, survivors of time and war, doomed to live a hopeless life as they glued back the broken pieces of what they once were and move on as time failed and they remained the same for as long as the mundane remembered their stories by the pages of a book or by their hearts.
And for those used to the idea of living forever, death was also quite terrifying when finally gave a thought. It was the first time in such a long while that the reality hit the red-haired to the point of leaving her dizzy, the lost in the war wasn’t only soldiers and Katherine should know that better than anyone else once she was still haunted by the memories of her stand on the army she once fought for and that only a few days ago had taken the life of Lord Hansel, the witch hunter, her friend.
Katherine took a deep breath as she hovered her injured fingers on top of the cauldron, squeezing them together so that the thick scarlet drops of blood could meet the rest of the ingredients of the potion, it didn’t matter that Gabriel would yell at her for using witchcraft to rise him back from the dead if the potion ever worked out, it didn’t matter that her craft didn’t worked properly for personal gain, she needed to try everything in her might to bring him back, she couldn’t let him down, not now and not ever.
She tried to ignore the swell of pity all the other fables and even her own reflection in the mirror gave her. The red-haired could not forget their moments, his words, his pain, him. Gabriel had been one of the biggest ironies of her life, a dear friend who held so much fear and hate to what she was and still was able to humanize her, look pass the craft and see her for what she was.
Katherine wasn’t a cold-hearted monster. She was a child, like him, forced to bear the weight of the world on their shoulders, a child without a childhood. A human being that was suffering greatly the loss of someone important to her.
The petite woman didn’t quite realized when her delicate fingers had shifted through the contact list of her phone, but her heart seemed to break a little bit more at the sound of the other’s voice as the call reached the voice mail and after a second or less, she finally glued enough of courage to speak, even if he would never listen to it, he should be reassured.
“I swear I tried everything, Gabe. All the spells I knew, all the potions I could render and it’s not fair I can’t bring you back! It’s just not fair, nothing about this war is fair anymore, everyone is just trying to survive but the loss of one life don’t seem to mean a thing, because it won’t affect the outcome and you deserved so much better! Merlin, when you finally trust me with your life I can’t do something to bring it back to you!” She took a deep breath, it wasn’t a surprise that the tears weren’t there to be avoided, nor was it the feeling of drowning in her own sorrow.
“But I promise you someone will be taking responsibility for what happened to you. I don’t care if I have to hunt down and kill every adversary member hiding in fabletown, your death won’t be in vain and I will avenge you, but just promise me that wherever you’re right now you will finally give yourself a chance to relax and perhaps be happy. I’m missing you, Gabe, and you should know you will not be forgotten, not now, not ever.”
But perhaps there was something more ironical than death: A witch mourning and avenging a witch hunter against the army she once stood for.
Zhang Yixing but I prefer to call him the love of my life.
I was born in:
If you're talking year-wise, I was born in 1994.
I am really:
secretly whiny and a kind of bitchy, tbh.
My cellphone company is:
Uh, I use SK telecom.
My eye color is:
Brown.
My shoe size is:
Anytime I'm asked about my shoe size when I'm not trying on shoes, I get a little weirded out.
My ring size is:
I don't think I know this one---
My height is:
.....162 cm.
I am allergic to:
The only thing I'm really allergic to is dust, so I always make sure to keep things awfully clean.
My 1st car was:
I've never really had a car---don't know how to drive either buut luckily I don't need to drive, the van just takes us everywhere when we have places to go.
My 1st job was:
I worked as a cashier at this convenience store near my school when I was 12.
Last book you read:
The last book I read was one of those books online, on those writing websites and all, so I can't really remember it.
My bed is:
Really soft and real inviting and I can't wait to finally get back to it tonight.
My pet:
I have a couple, there's my pet dog Cynthia and then there's Belle, my pet fox. I love them both they're like my precious children.
My best friend:
is really amazing and I love them a whole lot, even though they sent me a ridiculous amount of questions to do.
My favorite shampoo is:
I don't have a favorite shampoo, I just like anything that leaves my hair soft and sweet smelling.
Xbox or ps3:
No games for me.
Piggy banks are:
Cute ways to keep from wasting money?
In my pockets:
My pockets usually store my phone, some nice tinted lip balm, and keys.
On my calendar:
I have important dates marked, I usually just doodle on the dates. The doodles are always a little descriptive so I know just what it is the date represents.
Marriage is:
Nothing I want to dip my feet into anytime soon, oor anytime ever honestly.
Spongebob can:
End.
My mom:
Is someone I need to pay a visit to soon, luckily summer is a little while away so at least I can travel to Japan for a bit and see her.
The last three songs I bought were?
Hm, can't really remember.
Last YouTube video watched:
Can't really remember either---actually I remember, I just don't want to say ehe.
How many cousins do you have?
...I've actually never met any of my cousins.
Do you have any siblings?
Nope, only child.
Are your parents divorced?
Yup, buut they're still on good terms.
Are you taller than your mom?
Nope, my mother and I are actually around the same height.
Do you play an instrument?
I took piano classes as a kid but I've forgotten mostly everything, I can play a mean triangle though!
What did you do yesterday?
I helped out the stylist unnies a little and then after we all kind of went out for dinner and drinks, though no one would give me any drinks, hm.
Love at first sight:
Definitely don't believe in love at first sight, it's usually just a strong attraction or lust.
Luck:
Luck exists, some people have it and some don't.
Fate:
I'm still a little iffy on if fate exists or not.
Yourself:
Of course~! You've got to believe in yourself, even a tinsy bit, ooor you're lost.
Aliens:
Not really.
Heaven:
No.
Hell:
No.
God:
A little yes and a little no.
Horoscopes:
Yup!
Soul mates:
Heh, well yeah.
Ghosts:
A little.
Gay Marriage:
I believe anyone who wants to get married should be free to get married.
War:
No.
Orbs:
I've never really looked into orbs, so I can't say I do.
Magic:
Not really.
Hugs or Kisses:
Oh lord, making me choose is bad. I love hugs just as much as I love kisses, I generally just really really love closeness of any kind and the meeting of skin, so honestly I'm going to have to go with both.
Drunk or High:
High, because you don't risk a hangover this way.
Phone or Online:
Online.
Red heads or Black haired:
I like both, hm.
Blondes or Brunettes:
Brunettes?
Hot or cold:
Hot with a nice breeze.
Summer or winter:
Summer, definitely.
Autumn or Spring:
Spring, I think?
Chocolate or vanilla:
Vanilla.
Night or Day:
Hmmm, night?
Oranges or Apples:
Oranges.
Curly or Straight hair:
Curly, but like, nice big curls.
McDonalds or Burger King:
Neither.
White Chocolate or Milk Chocolate:
White chocolate.
Mac or PC:
PC.
Flip flops or high heals:
Flip flops.
Ugly and rich OR sweet and poor:
Ugly and rich.
Coke or Pepsi:
Pepsi.
Hillary or Obama:
Neither.
Burried or cremated:
Cremated.
Singing or Dancing:
These are getting dumb.
Coach or Chanel:
Neither.
Kat McPhee or Taylor Hicks:
I don't care about either.
Small town or Big city:
Big city with small town feel? Or is it vice versa.
Wal-Mart or Target:
Target.
Ben Stiller or Adam Sandler:
Ben Stiller
Manicure or Pedicure:
Both.
East Coast or West Coast:
East coast.
Your Birthday or Christmas:
My birthday.
Chocolate or Flowers:
Flowers.
Disney or Six Flags:
Disney?
Yankees or Red Sox:
Neither
Alright I give up, there's no way I'm doing all of these hmmph.
ftxgabriel replied to your post:(/walks up to her and wraps his fingers around her wrist, not explaining anything as he started to tug her forward) I'm going to use you for a bit.
(/shakes his head to answer her question, bringing her to the edge of the park where Kiki was tied up to a tree. He lets go of her and gives her Kiki’s leash, pointing to the pet store ahead of them) Buy her food. They won’t let me inside.
' blinks a couple times, staring incredulously at you; ....That's it? I thought I was in some kind of trouble or something, hmmph. ' puffs her cheeks out before crouching down next to Kiki, gently petting the dog's fur with one hand while the other holds on to her leash; You could have just asked without all the mystery and stuff but I'll buy her food mhm, why won't they let you in though?
(/walks up to her and wraps his fingers around her wrist, not explaining anything as he started to tug her forward) I'm going to use you for a bit.
Wait what---? ' her expression is one of confusion as her gaze shifts back and forth between the hand on wrist and at you, brows raised in question; Um, I'm not being arrested, am I?
(/watches her with both interest and curiosity tangles together in his eyes. He doesn't dare approach her yet and just stays quiet, his phone carelessly dangling in between his thumb and forefinger as he attempts to look like he was doing something else)
{/Perfectly aware of the male eyeing her curiously, she simply smiles ever so softly to herself; playing along with his little game by examining her nails — eagerly anticipating the moment he’d finally speak/
If it wasn't for the absolutely good opportunity of job, she would never had accepted the invite to live in South Korea for months. But she needed the money and the adventure as life in the US had become a routine that she couldn't break. Each day new people would approach her and know her, they would know exactly what kind of cereal she ate for breakfast and some would even know more. It had scared her at first but she wasn't the only one. Her friends, Casey and Yasmin, had been put through the same emotional pain of people not being able to accept the fact that models need a private life too.
Seoul was something else.
Even if people stared at her, it didn't have to mean that they knew who she was. She was just different from them. Difference that were easily shown when she tried to talk in korean or just simply order something. Drumming her fingers against her wallet, she glanced at the menu of the café with a rather concerned twist in her expressions. People behind her started to get impatient and wanted to order their coffee too but Barbie just simply couldn't understand a thing of the korean letters. All she wanted was yet another coffee and then she'd be out of their sight, away from them to not annoy nor disturb their daily routines.
After all, she could understand how annoying it had to be to stand in line for over ten minutes and wait for someone that couldn't order a simple coffee. "I--" fumbling with words, she tried again and again, watching the crowd around her stare.
I can't think of a third one at the moment. But number two will soon, know everything.
Pastime: Three hobbies I have that I would be embarrassed to know someone discovered.
I tend to enjoy sewing. A variety of the articles in my closet are made by yours truly and though they hold some contrasting similarities to some designers; a handful of them are made by me.
There are times when I enjoy watching the mundy channels upon the black box. They have some interesting shows upon the screen --
I will collect all the pokemon cards in the world --
Sunny definitely needed to freshen up. It has been weeks since she had the chance to go forget about her responsibilities a little. The chance has been given to her on a chilly January night, when they had a completely schedule free night. Some of the girls decided to rest and watch a movie, while the girls whom were lucky enough got to spend their evening with their boyfriends. The shortest lady had other purposes, though. She wanted to feel the freedom she got and not waste the opportunity -- her plan for the night was to go have fun in a club. A classier one anyway, she preferred to stay out of those shady ones.
By 10PM she was ready to go: black skinny jeans fitted perfectly assorted with a loose, leopard patterned sleeveless shirt and a pair of plain black heels. With her shades on -- ironically enough, since it was dark outside, but she didn't want to attract attention -- and a thick, warm jacket, she stepped out their dorm joyously. The cab she requested earlier came just in time for her to immediately hop in and take a seat. After telling the directions, she waited patiently while admiring the sight of the nocturnal capital city.
Soon she arrived to her destination. The club wasn't very popular, it was just perfect for her purposes. It was a typical hole-in-the wall club with artsy details and an exceptional DJ with a taste for the right music for the right moments. She entered the place with a large confident grin on her face.
The neon lights and the smokey air blurred her vision, but she managed to make it to the counter. " A mojito cocktail, please. " She ordered the bartender as she slipped on one of those fancy bar stools. Sunny examined the current community of the club with her silly smile -- they were having a great time with more or less scandalous attitudes, but she didn't exactly mind them. Instead, she glanced to her right side where a seemingly lonely man sat. He was definitely good-looking, but his handsome features were faded by the obvious introversion and solitude. Maybe she stared for too long -- it was too late though, the stranger had already caught her gaze. He looked like he needed someone to cheer him up anyway, so figured she should speak up. " Aye, good evening, sir. " Her smile transformed into a smirk as she sent him a questioning glance. "Why're ya down in the dumps?"
