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Moodboard || La Principessa e i Santi  [x] @ladyalyssaliberty​

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I|| Your Animal Familiar ||I

A Grizzly Bear undeniably represents the power of nature, closeness to the earth, and the heart of a brave, persevering warrior. At times, they can seem calm and stable. However, if one hurts them or their cubs, they will fight with some of the greatest ferocity of any animal on earth. In the same way, you will fight until the very end to protect those close to you. However, despite your toughness, you are actually a very soft-hearted, peaceful individual inside.

A Bear familiar is an excellent companion in battle, will loyally protect their master, and fills them with bravery when they need it the most.

This familiar represents:

Protection

Power

Courage

Freedom

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La Principessa e i Santi:

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Continued thread: 

There is a considerable distance etched in the tides of AJ’s aquamarine hues. Whether it is created by her troubles or a trick of lighting remains for the guess of the beholder. Still, La Principessa isn’t entirely comfortable, seeking refuge. However, it beat the alternative which, happens to be waiting at her home until Jacen and his assassins come in an attempt to terminate her-again. Her gaze swivels anxiously over both of her shoulders as she awaits admittance to the room. Its suddenly returns to Conner as he speaks.

“Ifa.. it makes you feel any better, I don’t think I’ve ever believed you were a pious or a sanctimonious anything,” she breathes. She had refrained from passing harsh judgment down upon his head as of yet. Perhaps, Connor was one of those necessary evils in the world. Or better yet, he has a strange way of displaying his benevolence. It was still undecided. 

Before she can further regret her life choices, she slips into the room. Her moves are extremely guarded; like one who has been hunted for a long period of time.  At the word, ‘home’ AJ finally relinquishes a heavy sigh. Heavens knows it is a place she yearns for. But home, as she knew it, no longer exists as long as the Hurtzler’s roam the earth.

“So... uhm.. this is where you hang out. Huh?”  She prompts, inspecting the room with a keen eye. 

AJ winces as she watches Conner kick his brother. “I’vea seen half-naked men before.” What she omits from her speech is that the half-naked men mainly happened to be her brothers. It is not like the minor detail was of any serious importance to their current conversation.

A sheepish smile is mustered for the sake of the other Irishman. “Bon Giorno, mi amici.” Comes her natural  Italian response. “How goes things?” Crouching down a bit she adds, “I am terribly sorry for the intrusion and any inconvenience I may cause you or.... your... brother... by being here.”  

Then she slips across the room and perches herself casually upon a chair. She is exhausted but as per usual, sleep was always fleeting for the regal who carries an enormous load upon her shoulders. The young woman scarcely took the time to put it down; save for moments like this. “Am I interrupting anything exciting? Or was it...a... nap time?”  She queries, not at all being condescending.

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Janica & AJ: This is a Rescue

Behind Bars: Nica stumbled and fell to the floor as the guards pushed her roughly into the prison cell. “Hey, sis,” she said to AJ, “This is a rescue operation.” The cell door slid into place and locked behind them. “It’s not going quite as well as I had hoped it would.” She gave a small smile, but truth be told, she was scared shitless both for herself and for Alyssa.

There is a minor ripple in the force that reflects its sentiment through every one of AJ’s veins. Worry creases the young princess’s eyebrows as the sensation only grows stronger with every passing moment. Who would it be? Papa? Moma? Frank? Janica? Angela? Joe? No…dear God! She desired for them to stay far away from this hellish place. This wretched kingdom of tarnished memories and shattered dreams, the place that had once been their home.

From her spot in the prison, she is rendered helpless, an unwitting participant to the things occurring outside of a realm intruded upon by heavy steel. Still, undaunted by the feeling that won’t pass, AJ feebly rises to her feet by way of the damp cavern wall. If there is anything she can do to prevent pain being inflicted on another soul, she will do it; even in her rather sorry state.

Before she can so much as develop a plan, the bars are swung open to admit another prisoner. In the very same batting of an eye, the gates to freedom closed with a sickening crackle again.

Slowly, the curious Jedi moves forward to get a better look. “Janica!” AJ cries, she flings herself towards her beloved elder sister. Two bruised arms tightly encompass her figure. “Hey… that’s my line,” she playfully chides. For more often than not the failed rescues happened to stem from some of AJ’s more bird-brained schemes. “How… how did you know I was here?” She queries.

She quickly continues,“its okay. And you want to know how I am certain it will be fine? You’re here. You’re alive.” Trembling fingers gingerly push through her sister’s hair. Pearls of silver depart from her aquamarine hues as she breathes questionable reassurances. The drops of agony and relief clear paths down the younger Liberty’s dirt-caked face. As long as there was the breath in Liberty lungs, there was hope for the land.

“Are you okay? Did … did they hurt you?” Her voice is soft, hollowed by the same fear thundering through her heart.

((Is transitioning stuff over to https://jediprincessajliberty.tumblr.com/  to make it easier. That way I can get asks from you - if you send them))

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Do you believe good will always triumph over evil, Princess?

Ideally, good will always trounce villainy. 

But will it ‘always’ emerge victoriously? Most likely not. Ia... haven’t seen a time where good hasn’t struggled to keep the evil forces at bay. That doesn’t mean that one should simply give up trying to fight for what we deem is right and desirable. It isa our honor and our duty to defy the darkness- no mater how powerful it may get. 

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If Only the Luck of the Irish Extended to Everyone:

@aintinsaint     Continued from X

Large translucent pearls cling to long dark lashes before trickling down the curved swells of her cheeks. AJ’s vision blurs in and out of focus as she studies him. Her arm bars uneasily over her warring stomach as she strains to remain in the upright standing position. “I’da say… the fortune of the Irish….who, have fortified livers. Wanna trade?” AJ murmurs in mild-amusement, though her tone is hollow and absent of its typical boundless energy and zeal.

His hand is warm and comforting compared the clammy iciness of her own skin. “Whatever it is, I hate it…” She grumbles, lowly. For an Italian princess, AJ certainly couldn’t hold her alcohol. Especially, not the potent stuff she had just been served.

Her pulse is racing so violently in her ears, she can scarcely think straight. She ambles clumsily forward in an effort to walk the wave of sickness off. However, her feeble efforts don’t work. Instead, AJ whilst trying to catch herself on a chair ends up slinking weakly to her knees with a terrible crash. For a moment, she finds herself almost wishing she was bowed before a porcelain throne. 

“Wi…will you… “ She pauses, bidding the terrible wave of nausea to pass. “Por favora, Connor, …cana we go? That is unless you have something f…further you .. you need to do…”   She forcefully cracks her tired aquamarine hues open and she tries to force herself back onto wobbly her legs.

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MUSE BRAVERY CHECKLIST

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AJ would…

•   [✔] Spend the night in a “haunted” building.

•   [✔] Go into a burning/collapsing building to save someone.

•   [✔] Take a shortcut through a dark alleyway.

•   [✔] Stay calm with a weapon pointed at them.

•   [✔] Be confident defending themselves in an attack.

•   [✔] Touch a dangerous exotic animal.

•   [✔] Take someone else’s punishment to protect them.

•   [✔] Travel to an unknown place by themselves.

•   [✔] Spend a night in the woods alone.

•   [    ] Witness (or join) a seance.

•   [    ] Play a scary video game in the dark, alone.

•   [✔] Explore a pitch black catacomb with only one light.

•   [    ] Contact a spirit of someone they once knew.

•   [✔] Spend the night in a cemetery.

•   [✔] Sit in a room with one hundred creepy dolls.

•   [   ] Hang their feet over the edge of a tall building.

•   [✔] Swim in dark, murky waters without being able to touch the bottom.

•   [    ] Use or accept a powerful magic spell.

•   [    ] Be covered in spiders, snakes, or other insects.

•   [✔] Go looking for the source of a mysterious sound late at night.

•   [    ] Spend an hour sealed up in a coffin.

•   [✔] Go sailing miles from shore without any communication.

•   [    ] Use a Ouija board.

•   [    ] Go diving in a dark, underwater cave.

•   [✔] Climb through a long tunnel just big enough to fit through.

•   [    ] Explore a spot where cult rituals were once performed.

•   [✔] Go walking at night, alone.

•   [✔] Spend the night in a home where someone was murdered.

•   [    ] Go surfing on the Dark Web.

•   [  ] Play an urban legend game (bloody mary, the midnight man, ect,,).

•   [✔] Stay home alone with a suspected killer on the loose.

•   [✔ ] Climb a dangerous mountain where many others have died on their way to the top.

•   [✔] Explore ancients ruins where strange things have happened.

•   [✔] Touch a supposedly cursed object.

•   [✔] Check out a creepy cellar or attic.

•   [    ] Cross an unstable bridge over a huge drop.

•   [    ] Pick up a hitchhiker in the middle of the night.

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