Son of Woman

Aleksey Volkov + Surgeon of the Knave + Son of Tess Volkov

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[thelittlevolkovprince]

He was getting frustrated bit by bit as more people were injured and flailing about. The woman he was helping kept wailing that she was going to die, not that she would die from a broken ankle. Or she would if she didn’t keep getting in his way very few seconds. Aleksey shot her a tired glare tightening the warp a bit too tight to set the splint correctly so her ankle didn’t slip out of place once more. Another person picked her up to take her to a safe place while the boy pushed through throngs of people to find more injured. “Move out of the way, Vy skomorokhi!“

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You are family.

[thelittlevolkovprince]

Families are messy. Immortal families are eternally messy. Sometimes the best we can do is to remind each other that we're related for better or for worse...and try to keep the maiming and killing to a minimum.

Rick Riordan, The Sea of Monsters

[swift-demeter-blog]

“Yes,” Demeter called across the beach at the boy. As he approached she felt a familiarity to him. Something about his eyes and the length of his face. She cocked a brow at him, “they don’t take that long to cook do they?” Demeter couldn’t remember. He mother had been the cook. She would just go out and play or fish with her grandfather, and when she came back to the hut there would be plantains and pork ready for her. “I’m sure I can handle myself, I’m much more used to the cold than most people.” The rainy springs and frigid winters of London came back to her. The first year she thought she’d die of of a cold, yet heavy coats and warm fires kept her till the summer. She pointed at the boy’s bag with the tip of her knife, “what have you got in there?” 

[thelittlevolkovprince]

Aleksey sat in the sand on the other side of the fire setting his pouch next to him. “Not really, they’re small fruit so it shouldn’t take long at all.” He reached for a lone drying stick on the sand poking at the fire with it before resting it among the embers. The wool coat that had kept him warm as the night chill reached into his bones felt a bit weltering next to the fire. Slipping it off he laughed and pulled out one of the small seashells for the girl to look at. “Seashells. Easy to find durin’ low tide and the best colors are the ones that are usually under the water. Here.” Aleksey’s fingers held out the seashell to her wanting her to take it and give it a better look. While it was hard to see the full colors in the dark one could make out the swirling colors of green and gray on the ridges.

[captainbrimms-blog]

“On the contrary, I’d prefer at least one of us to remain sober – although, have you seen her angry? If I could avoid that, I certainly would.” He nodded once, wordlessly falling in line beside the boy to grab one of the crates. “So you’ve found work around the island, I assume?” 

[thelittlevolkovprince]

Aleksey grinned. “I’m too much of a good sweet guy for her to be angry at, now angry at others on the other hand I’ve seen a few times.” No one was in the main room of the Apothecary, either they were all out for the time being or were in the back room. He put the crate onto the counter motioning for Cal to put the other one next to it. “I work with mum, Harvey, and Cora here at the Apothecary. Along with taking care of people who need it and helping out, though I don’t usually ask for money while doing that. What about you? Doing anything or just making a living sitting on stairs drinking?”

[evelyn-cox-blog-blog]

Evelyn smirked as he grumbled at her. “Don’t lie. You just like Puck. Everyone likes Puck.”

[thelittlevolkovprince]

“He’s a very lovable canine when he wants to be, but the same can be said of you.”

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[tess-volkov-blog]

“I’m not leaving the shop to you, Alyosha. You do enough for me here.” She reached over took his hand, brushing away the dust that had clung to his hair. “I’ll go if you accompany me. I’m sure Harvey can manage for a few hours. It feels like years since I’ve had some proper time alone with you, my darling.”

[thelittlevolkovprince]

“It has been over a week since we’ve had time to spend together without working.” He spoke almost sheepishly. His head tucked down more so his mother could reach his hair better. While he didn’t want to leave Harvey to deal with the shop alone Aleksey knew that Cora would be back soon to help out as well. “Alright you’ve talked me into it, there’s stuff we have to pick up at the markets anyway while we’re out shopping.” Aleksey kissed his mother’s cheek before putting the broom away for the day.

[swift-demeter-blog]

Demeter sat on the beach, a small fire in front of her. With her knife she stripped the peel off on the the plantains she had bought earlier. It all brought back so many memories. The sight of the light blue sea, the feel of sand beneath her feet, peeling plantains and her mouth watering as she dreamed of the sweetness that she would soon be tasting. It was as if she’d never left her home island. But of course she had, and she was struggling to remember the best way to cook the plant. What she would give for her mother’s guidance. Wrapped up in her thought she didn’t hear the person approaching- especially with the sand beneath their feet, absorbing the noise. 

[thelittlevolkovprince]

“Do you plan on cooking those plantains over the fire?” Aleksey asked when he finally came up to the girl. Earlier that evening he went off to the beach as the low tide drew itself out for the night. It was the best time to find seashells and starfish that would be otherwise hard to get with the water up to it’s usual height. The boy held a small pouch filled with some small ones when his eyes caught the soft orange color of a fire further along the beach. At first he was cautious, but as minutes went by without him being attacked Aleksey believed it was safe to walk up. “It’s going to get colder tonight that fire won’t keep you fully warm later on.”

[thelittlevolkovprince]

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And I wanna tell you who I am Can you help me be a man? They can't break me As long as I know who I am

“Being a role model is the most powerful form of educating...too often fathers neglect it because they get so caught up in making a living they forget to make a life.“

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[catalina-rousso-blog]

“The poor girl.” Catalina opened the door to her room and pulled away the blanket. “Lay her here. You said she had a fever?”

[thelittlevolkovprince]

He nodded silently, placing the girl gently on the bed keeping the covers off of her. “Yes, I was going to take her to the Apothecary but there were too many people. Thank you so much, I am greatly grateful for your kindness.”

[captainbrimms-blog]

“Aleksey,” Cal glanced up in surprise, immediately shifting out of the way. The boy had grown up tall, strong, and proud much like Cal himself, and Cal bore him no ill will in such a simple task. “Ruddy hell, if I had known it was you, I wouldn’t have offered. Need some help with that?” 

[thelittlevolkovprince]

Chuckling he shifted the crates once more placing them carefully at his feet. “Why? That scared of matushka?“ His mother while small, could be scary if someone made her upset or angry. Aleksey saw his mother angry for the first time when he returned home after getting into a bit of a scrap with some other boys. “If you want to grab one of the crates before the vegetables get wilted in the sun that’d be great, dyushka.”

[captainbrimms-blog]

Cal sat on the steps of a small shop, not bothering to glance up at the newcomer. He took a deep swig from his flask, if only to bask in the familiar taste of it – much like a prisoner becoming used to pain from his captors. “I don’t share,” he said simply.

[thelittlevolkovprince]

"I wasn't asking for some I was asking you to sit off of the steps so people can get in." His arms were balancing a crate of fresh vegetables and his lips pulled into a bit of a frown. Eyeing the man no one but the very select few knew was his father. The man he had spent his free time while young trying to copying when his mother wasn't looking.

[thelittlevolkovprince]

Aleksey looked up and over to the person who spoke to him shrugging his shoulders. “No point. They’re always fighting, people have started making bets on who will win each time. So far the one with the scar on his shoulder is winnin’ by two.”

[noahackerman-blog]

“I can’t believe you’re countin’. It physically pains me to watch, mate.” 

[thelittlevolkovprince]

"Then you must be not from around here, come in with a crew of some sort?" Aleksey asked with an eyebrow raised. The fight was soon broken up by a couple of others and the crowd was going back to what they were doing before. "I'm Aleksey by the way." Hand reaching out towards the other.