#vincent sky

[official-darkforest]

May and Vincent Sky are half German and half Arabian! May only knows german and Arabic while Vincent knows both plus english! So he act as a translator for her! She were's an hijab. Later on, Vincent returns to the Sky home and slowly starts to keep up with her wishes and traditions! The others help him and gives him support!

i hope this looks ok ive never drawn a hijab in my life bidgovksjble

[nicolekaps]

Dorm Room 210

Vincent's Point of View (when Lillian interfered) – Dorm Room 210 Once again, I stood across from Noah, my baby brother. My baby brother: he wasn’t much as a baby anymore. Turning nineteen changes the way you look at a person. It changes your views on them; the ones that reflect back onto yourself. I guess I should’ve made the effort to see him more frequently. If it wasn’t for dad, we might’ve reconnected once more. It’s stupid to think I could get away from this fate. Choosing to run and avoid confrontation, to avoid being grown up. But no matter who you grow up with, you’re going to end up in the same spot destiny presented you with. Justin taught me that well. I found it amusing to watch my brother’s roommate stumble her way in with the redhead helping her out. I couldn’t help but glance at my parents as they watch with excitement sparkling through them. Having to disappear in almost five years doesn’t put your instincts off target apparently. “Hey!” The blonde exclaimed happily, pointing unstably towards me. “You’re back! I didn’t see you all night long. It’s like you…you disappeared!” I watched her stumble some more, and even went to actually chuckle. “You’re Invisible Man!” I wanted to tease this girl just to see what reactions could come of being drunk. One look at my brother, kept me quiet. Unlike my parents and I, Noah’s expression was drenched in worry and adoration. Ah, more than just a roommate. “I found her like this with Cleo. They were about to unleash their claws.” This is certainly interesting. The prospect of seeing an angel revealing her horns in such a state left me to wonder the possibility of my brother falling for her. Yes, I see the way he wants to hold her close to him, and the pain of seeing her act not quite herself. The far across look resorted my mind back to Cassandra; moments of when I felt as though I was close to losing her to other men. Both women possess a beauty that we Sky’s could not walk away from. I would know. Noah’s roommate blabbered on about superheroes (I think she’s got an inner nerd in her) and even went ahead to glare at my father laughing. Laughing... Jennifer Yes, I can tell Noah had an excellent taste for women. I saw the way she stumbled and the tightness of his hold. I saw the change of atmosphere and the contentment of having her in his arms. She made the effort to turn and face us; the daze, uncertainty look portraying in her eyes. I could see where his priority laid. Smiling wistfully, I decided to take my leave. “We can always have another chat some other time,” I said, pocketing my hands. “Take the blond upstairs—” “Her name’s Lillian!” “Feeling hot, like a sunrise!” Was what Lillian said, as Noah continued telling me to respect her and such. It was time to act responsible. “She can barely stand on her own two feet, let alone have a bloody conversation. No offence, love.” “I thought you two were supposed to talk it out, not have an argument.” Trust me; we’ve already “talked” it out. “They’re not arguing, sweetie,” Mum said. She glanced between my brother and me, the confused complexion dancing across her face. Wasn’t she aware that we’ve met before? “Go in a room and stay there until you and you talk it out and, and come back laughing. Now, shoo! Go!” Apparently not. Noah’s face seemed shock as he jerked his eyes towards me. No, he hadn’t said anything to her about this. Looking at mum, I could tell she wanted to ask this openly as well but with a shake on my behalf she stayed quiet. “You promised me you’d stay when this happens. Whether you’re out of it or not, you’re not leaving my side. You convinced me to talk to him.” Ah, right okay then. “It took your roommate to convince you to talk to your brother? Does she tell you when to shower as well?” “You have no right to make that comment! Just because you suddenly appear before me, does not mean you’re allowed to bite anyone’s head off.” Maybe not, but it hurt to know Noah didn’t willingly want to see me. Or maybe he had but didn’t know how to confront it. Same old Noah. “Don’t be melodramatic.” I noticed the change of the house.“You re-painted the ceiling I see.” “Don’t you dare avoid the subject, Vincent!” I tugged my hand with his. “That’s not the way to go about it…” “Noah my man!” Jesse strutted through the door looking wild and definitely drunk. He hadn’t really grown much since the last time I saw him, but there was an edge that have him a mature look. Time passed by fast. “Noah,” Lillian said, cutting off my thoughts. “Let’s go and dance; it’s your birthday.” Noah shook his head. “Give it just a few more—” “No she’s right,” I jumped in, realizing I overdid my stay. “I’ve got work tomorrow evening. I need as much sleep as I can get.” “But you just…” I shook my head. “I have a presentation in tomorrow’s conference. I’ll be fired if I’m not there in time.” “You have a job? But…how—where the hell did you manage to get a job?” It was one of the topics I didn’t get to cover while he visited, and the look in my eye must’ve implied to him that it’s not open for discussion right now. “When will you visit again?” He asked. I opened my mouth to say tomorrow if he wanted, but quickly rethought. The possibility of meeting up with him while exams were approaching would just leave him distracted. So instead, I said; “I’m having a family dinner next week with mum and dad. They want to meet my girlfriend, Cassandra. Both of you come and we can talk about my adventures of disappearing.” I doubt Cassandra would let them. Running my hands on his blazer, I took out a small box wrapped in silver and gave it to Noah and gave him a hug around the neck. “Happy birthday, my little brother. Tell mum and dad I’ll see them soon.” It wasn’t until I was out of the house did I feel the need to turn around and just…talk to him. No fights, no sarcastic comments on who left who, but a real talk. Then I remembered his roommate, Lillian and felt myself laughing despite the situation. Just thinking about those two together made me feel less guilty than what I felt.