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A broad smile broke out on Thalassa’s face when Casey came running towards. She knelt down to return the hug, squeezing her granddaughter tight and kissing the side of her face.
"If this isn’t a surprise!" Laughing, Thalassa pulled back enough so she could see Casey. "How’s my baby girl been?"
"I’m fine, Grammy! Have you heard?!" She was literally jumping with excitement. "I’m gonna be a big sister!"
"Are you?" She feigned surprise, then smiled broadly. "I've heard! You look real excited about it--think it'll be a boy or a girl?"
// I owe cassandrajustice a reply and lordblackquill a starter--didn't get to work on those today, but will work on them during the week. :|| won't be on tomorrow until evening.
"The pleasure was all mine, Lamiroir. I take it you've been well, ja? That was quite the greeting. You sound overjoyed both presently and over communications. Ja, something special to tell me? Your very face sings an entirely new serenade right now. Nein, the discarded hood has nothing to do with it."
"But there is a new feature to your face that I cannot pinpoint...most troubling, ja? Is it part of the reason you called for me? The party doesn't start until you let it go, Lamiroir."
Thalassa chuckled. "I suppose I can't get much past you."
"But even I wouldn't have known it was you until you had spoken," she continued, "not without my sight. I... had my surgery, and it's been better than I ever expected." So much better. Not completely, no, but--so, so much better than what she feared it might be. The relief she felt was palpable; like a weight had actually been lifted from her shoulders.
She gestured for them to sit, and she did, waiting for him to do the same.
"But--that was not the only reason I called you. I wanted to see how you were, too. I hope life's been treating you well?"
welcome to the show, chaotic-lawful-objections!
Some days ago, Thalassa had called Klavier up to chat with him. It had been some time since she last saw him. Much had changed; she had her sight and (most) of her memories back, spotty as the latter were, and.. as for him, Thalassa had no idea.
The last she had seen of Klavier his band had disbanded and his brother imprisoned.
She picked a little cafe that served coffee and lunch to meet.
And--there he was. The flash of blond hair and the purple outfit caught Thalassa's eye. Instantly, she smiled, and stood as he approached. No longer did she wear Lamiroir's cloak, but wore a long white dress--the diamond pendant still in place.
"Well," she started, smile turning crooked, "long time no see, Mr. Gavin."
He looked different. Better in person than on camera. Thalassa extended her arms, taking his hands into hers and pecking both his cheeks. A greeting, no more and no less.
She pulled back after, feeling decidedly chipper already. She had always enjoyed Klavier's company, right from the start. "Thank you for coming--I'm glad you could make it."
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Indie Thalassa Gramarye/Lamiroir RP blog.
As stated, several different verses to interact with, from her younger years all the way to post-DD times.
Mun & muse are 18/older.
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Contains untagged spoilers for the Ace Attorney main games.
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"Grammy Gram!!" It has been so long since little Casey had seen her beloved grandmother, and immediately rushed to give her a big hug.
A broad smile broke out on Thalassa's face when Casey came running towards. She knelt down to return the hug, squeezing her granddaughter tight and kissing the side of her face.
"If this isn't a surprise!" Laughing, Thalassa pulled back enough so she could see Casey. "How's my baby girl been?"
((Because M!A Prostitute Apollo is hilariously sad ESPECIALLY IF HE HITS ON HIS MOM)) Apollo clocked his prey for the evening before sauntering over in his smartest garb. "Hey beautiful." Apollo cooed, wrapping his arm around the woman's waist and offering a cheeky wink. "Looking for a good time?~"
Thalassa had only meant to go out for maybe, maybe one drink, and to see the show at this admittedly nice place. She had begun getting restless back at home. Maybe this would even help her writer’s block?
She had not noticed Apollo coming, but she recognized his voice almost immediately, right about the same time she felt his hand go around her waist.
The phrase her son uttered was one very familiar to Thalassa, she knew it well; the reason for the dumbstruck expression she wore was that her son said it. To her.
"I… Excuse me?”
Apollo’s own lips curled into a smile to mirror Thalassa’s when she agreed to the dance, it was strange really, the way her smile reminded him a lot of his own. Nevertheless he brushed it off with a grin. “Great!” With that he slid a little less gracefully out of their booth thanks to the drinks, before holding out a hand to take the brunette over to the dance floor.
Once there Apollo was quick to get into the swing of the music, he wasn’t an awful dancer by any means, but not exactly the best. His height certainly hampered any elegance his movements might of hand. He found in particular trying to twirl Thalassa difficult, which just made him laugh more, and in turn, the laughter made his dancing more terrible. It was a vicious yet surprisingly fun circle.
“You’re not half bad at this,” He commented with a chuckle, with the beat a little slower he took the option to hold her waist and gently sway – and get his breath back. “Or maybe that’s just my moves making you look good.”
Thalassa was no more graceful sliding out of her booth. She would feel this, later, drinking on a mostly empty stomach—tsk, tsk, anything she’s learned from younger years seemed to have been forgotten.
But she wanted to dance and she would, taking his hand and letting him take her over to the dance floor. She had always loved, loved to dance; feeling the beat came naturally, and the key to a good dance was a good partner. Good not necessarily meaning skilled, just fun. Someone she would want to dance again; someone like Apollo, who laughed and tried twirling her despite the height difference—she was not much taller than him, actually, but heels added to Thalassa’s height—and danced badly.
When the song slowed and he held her waist, she slowed her movements in time with Apollo’s. Settled into a nice sway with him; him leading, her hands resting on his shoulders. Then he went and said that, just as she was about to thank him, making her laugh again.
"Maybe, or perhaps you are just cocky." Her expression was light hearted, however, and she added, “But I liked your dancing."
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Hmmm… Thanks for the request. I thought they would go hug their mother together. But then I think Apollo might be half angry, half happy, and another 1% with unnecessary feeling. XD
why did you abandon apollo?
"It is not something I am proud of."
"It is as I explained to him… His father and I were young and recklessly in love. We did not think anything bad would ever happen to us; that one would not be there for the other, for any reason…
"…when he died, I found myself incapable of caring for Apollo. I tried—I tried for a while, but…"
[She pressed her lips into a firm line, straightening her shoulders.]
"I did not think I would have ever recovered from the loss, and Apollo deserved more than that—than an incapable teenager trying to pose as a mother. As difficult as the decision was, at the time, I felt there was no other choice."
// There, I put up new Rules + a verses page, and then the relationships page has a link to it but the Thalassa Gramarye page I want to go in and edit.
Hurrah.
// Things I wonder:
-How would Thalassa have made it as a single mother? :|| I headcanon that she lost all will to exist after her husband's death and newfound inability to care for her newborn child alone, but what if she didn't go back to the Troupe? What if she just kept moving on and raised Apollo as a single mother, what would she do? Probably get a job singing at some bar, or somewhere, & probably have another job or two on top of that, to pay the bills and feed Apollo.
:|| What would their dynamic be? It--I mentioned this before, but I love this sort of AU.
Also a what if Thalassa brought Apollo back to the Troupe, which would be a hell of a something.