#gcldenplated

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@gcldenplated​ || Louie for anyone

.｡.:*☆ “And you are sure we are going to find a hidden treasure here?” Louie was not against adventures. In fact, he did love them. And the fact that he’d turned human had not changed much about that, either. 

However, Loui would not be Louie, if he would not be aiming for some sort of prize. Something he would not have to share with his siblings, for once.

“What does the map say? Which way do we have to go?”

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@gcldenplated​ || Melody for anyone

.｡.:*☆ Melody really enjoyed music. When not being a mermaid, dancing was fun, even when she looked clumsy at times.

However, she would never do it in public. They beach had been empty when Melody had started to sing and dance. Imagining she would be under the sea with her friends again. But, when spotting someone in the distance, she froze like a deer in headlights, unsure now what to say or do.

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@gcldenplated​ || Britt for Marley

.｡.:*☆ “Marley Rose!” Brittany clapped her hands as she spotted the other in the crowd. “I knew you would be here! My unicorn sense told me....” She chuckled, walking closer.

“Also, it is a clear sign that I am not insane, right? Like, we do both agree that is is Syndey, in, uh.... the 1920′s. And that we do both not belong here, actually! Right?”

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@gcldenplated​ || Alice for anyone

.｡.:*☆ Alice maybe was over-reacting. Since regaining her memories, she was often jumpy. Not able to shake off the thought this was an illusion UMBRELLA had made up to break her. It would not have been the first time, after all.

In order to maybe clear her head, she had gone out for a walk despite the late hour. Roaming through the woods because she felt a little more safe there than in the city. However, when hearing something crack behind her, Alice raised her bow, all on alert.

“Who is there?” She called out, trying to make out something in the twilight between the trees.

[mementomcriii]

   IF IT weren’t for John, Alexander would’ve fled the kingdom years ago, found somewhere where no one knew who he used to be and his status didn’t matter. But there was John, who assured he was well taken care of and called him a man a if there were no evidence to the contrary and loved him as if there weren’t a plethora of reasons not to. The other staff of the castle had considered him a slut even before their involvement and now he was all but outcast. There were laws which stated royalty weren’t to marry lower class citizens, though they were allowed to take them as consorts, so long as it didn’t affect their actions as ruler. All of this and so much more left him to feel as if there was nothing but trouble to come of their involvement, but John insisted otherwise and he’d always been selfish.

    STEALING TIME AND AFFECTIONS tucked away in secluded spaces of the garden was no strange pastime for them, placated by golden sun and syrup sweet scents of flowers in bloom. It felt like there was nothing wrong, like it was just the two of them and their feelings and nothing laying between. But the tension had followed them on this excursion with the news of the other prince’s impending arrival. It was a subject Alexander did not want to broach but it was inevitable and as such, he supposed, necessary.

    “DO YOU THINK the public outcry of you marrying another prince or a peasant woman would be greater?” The words are left to sound casual, but he means them. It was an option he’d considered ever since he’d realized the inevitability of John being made to marry another. “I could be a DARLING QUEEN when your empire is watching and YOUR ALEXANDER be`ind closed doors. It is a sacrifice I’d be willing to make on your be`alf.”

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[mementomcriii]

   “ALL OF IT?”

    LACKING THE conviction of most any of his other statements Alexander doubted it was particularly convincing but to be entirely fair he hadn’t had time to gather his wits before the conversation at hand was sprung upon him. Of the three he was the youngest, little older than he looked and wholly inexperienced with handling these sorts of confrontations. He’d been bitten on St. Croix, not long before he was to leave and immediately abandoned by whatever being it was that had done the deed. Had it not been for meeting John and Lafayette shortly after his arrival in New York it was unlikely he would have survived long, the depraved, directionless fledgling he was.

    “I’D LIKE to apologize, on be`alf of us all. This CONDITION, knowing those afflicted are what we are can be DANGEROUS FOR ALL OF THOSE INVOLVED. We simply thought it better you remain in the dark for... The foreseeable future.” A brief pause. “Though, really, I’m blameless in the `ole affair -- it was John and Lafayette who insisted on the plan, I `aven’t a clue what is and isn’t best in scenarios such as this, it’s the first I’ve `ad to face.”

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   IT REALLY is a stupid idea -- if Justin goes flying backwards Peter’s going to shoot a web on instinct in an attempt and to catch him and then The Truth Come Out: Does Peter Parker Is Spider-Man? And of course Peter Parker does is Spider-Man, but Peter Parker has bigger things to worry about than ‘outing’ himself to an upperclassman, like how completely swinging around New York in a binder is going to fuck up his back and ribs. Which is why the decided upon question is so unreasonably touching.

    “YEAH! SPIDERS have feelings too!” A brief pause and a broad grin crumpling into a confused frown. “Probably. I don’t know. Someone should throw a Spider-Man Appreciation Party and ask him how he’s doing, I bet he’d really appreciate it.” Spoiler alert: He does.

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