Power Brought Me Nothing

I was once the Queen of Asirenn. I wielded power for which I was thoughtlessly banished and separated from my family. I have allowed my people to think me dead for the protection of my children. I have been biding my time, but I am no longer of that kingdom, and I will seek out the offspring who have matured in my absence and right the wrongs done. Indie RP blog. Please read the Guidelines before interacting

[thequeeninexile]

(bravc.)

               ❛    MOMMA …    ❜

      whine caught between teeth is morose ,   the use of the word  ‘ again ‘    sends a   twinge   of pain across his chest which he promptly sweeps it under the hug ,   face contorted into a  pained  expression .

                     ❛     no …  nikki -  nikita ,   remember ?           …  this tall ?   always has a creep peeping her behind a bush ?      ❜

           a  wisp  of  hair  falls  across  her  face  —  like  a  LIVING  TENDRIL,  craving  the  touch  of  blessed  skin ;;  like  she  is  life  itself.  she  —  the  ageless  crystal,  born  of  lightning  and  failed  wisdom. lips  press  in  BEGRUDGING  concession.    

              ❝  speaking  of  creeps  —  please  tell  your  father  that  the  back  of  a  magazine  on  the  street  does  not  make  for  a  clever  disguise.   ❞  one  might  contend  that  this  request  should  be  made  of  the  more  AGREEABLE  (  and  therein  reliable )  offspring.  as  liberal  a   being  she  is  she’d  rather  SCUM  not  smite  anything  within  a  three-mile  radius  from  her  daughter.

[thequeeninexile]

( bravc.)

              ❛    DON’T    make me come out there    &    throw this creep out .   ❜    it’s not a threat  -   it wouldn’t even be the first time .   it wouldn’t even be the first time this month .    ❛    it’s   two  words nikki ,   yes you can .   ❜

        ❝  yaaar  i  don’t  want  to.  try  to  understand.  what  was  that  you  said,  patience  is  a  virtue?  your  mother  says  that  too  na?  even  your  sister’s  name  is  patience.  maybe  i’ll  just  wait  and  it’ll  go  away.  it  always  works.   ❞   how  does  he  manage  to  bother  her  ALL  the  way  from  another  country?  she  thinks  it’s  cute.  you  know?  like  —  ugly.  but  very  adorable.

[thequeeninexile]

( bravc.)

                ❛    BECAUSE    you’re pretty   &   i don’t wanna give you wrinkles .     ❜     fingers are toying with a   rebel  lock hanging on his forehead  ,   staring at the tall reflection he’s still working on recognizing .   he turns to take a look at you ,   sunlight streaming through the beaming smile that decorates his lips  .

                ❛     lila .   her name’s lila .      ❜   he replies ,   slumping down to the floor near your seat ,   long legs outstretched across the floorboard .   ❛     unless you mean nikki -  she  &  i were never …  i mean ,   that’s a whole other thing .      ❜

   lips  part.  what  is  that  expression  on  her  face?  indignation? incredulity?  outrage?  apprehension?  wonder?  does  anybody  know?

           ah.  but  this  is  the  standard  for  a  hubert.                                                          complication.

                ❝  lila  and  nikki?  are  you  tindering  girls  again?   ❞

[thequeeninexile]

❝  but  i  can’t.   ❞   her  voice  is  so  clear  over  the  phone  she  might  as  well  be  standing  next  to  him. ( @bravc )

[thequeeninexile]

   she’s  TRYING  to  follow  this  new  track  of  information  —  head  propped  on  her  hand   —  why  does  he  seem  to  have  so  many  problems?  thankfully  all  are  petty,  but  still.   ❝   i  don’t  know  this  girl’s  name.  what  happened  to  the  other  one  —  the  — uh... other  one.  whose  name...  escapes  me.  or  was  that  the  therapist?  i  still  don’t  understand  why  you  need  to  acquire  services  for  a  person  to  sit  in  a  room  and  navigate  your  thoughts  and  feelings.   ❞  your  MOTHER  does  it  for  FREE.  she’d  declare  it  fraudulent  if  not  for  his  withering  kicked  baby  expression.  ( @bravc )

[thequeeninexile]

( bravc.)

   ❝ well, excuse me —but that wasn’t this "pale siberian husky’s” idea, now, was it? ❞ he arched a brow, a smile tugging at his lips. ❝ what i SHOULD have done is jumped off that window, at least then i wouldn’t have a bunch of angry Indians wanting to skin me alive. you’re welcome, by the way. ❞

      she skips to his front, with possibly the most devastatingly beautiful yet mischievous smile blooming on radiant features; to gather the apples of his cheeks with her fingers. ❛ this is why you’re chooooo cute !!  what would you do without me. ❜  she’s as tall as he is, but her chin tips adoringly upward anyway.

[thequeeninexile]

( bravc.)

    ❝ —says the CREEPER magnet. ❞

❛ i know right? i mean look at your face. to think my family thinks i eloped with a pale siberian husky. ❜ she shakes her head with dramatic dejection. ❛ the LEAST you could have done was send lucas, he has a nice non-creepy face. then i’d have some street cred. ❜ 

[thequeeninexile]

❛ i’m just saying...  you need help. like serious help. ❜ @bravc

[thequeeninexile]

hollowcorpse:

[thequeeninexile]

hollowcorpse:

’ i’m ———- REALLY c-c-confused. ‘ 

“— is it jubilation you seek? Perpetual state as such is exemplary of normalcy...”

[thequeeninexile]

fairenchantress:

“A mixture of heart and mind, but people commonly refer to the heart as the source of emotions. I see guilt as an emotion stemming from how we feel towards what our minds tell us.”

“Guilt is of our own making, man maketh rule, and who indeed casts such ruling upon what should see guilt and what should not? Have you witnessed a babe in guilt?”

[thequeeninexile]

fairenchantress:

“Then perhaps I blame myself, that is the trouble with caring for others. Sometimes I wonder, is the heartless man not happier for never having to shoulder guilt over his actions?”

“And you suppose guilt is born of heart?”

[thequeeninexile]

hollowcorpse:

brows furrow. her brain is not able to process the colorful words thrown her way.  ‘ whaaaa ? ‘

Fingers curl instead, reversing decision, returning instead to clasp the handles of the basket she carried. Chin lowers politely as she turns, to deign the girl with her gaze, pressing a tired smile to her own lips. It doesn’t reach her eyes of course. It rarely does. “No matter.”

[thequeeninexile]

hollowcorpse:

’ ————– you’re pretty. ‘

Slender digit pauses aloft in pursuit of a particular ingredient ( why there are 15 different ‘brands’ of the same thing is beyond her ). “To YOU perhaps... as is a lily to man, but a toad         pays no heed to such beauty.”

[thequeeninexile]

hollowcorpse:

she wiggles & swats at herself. but she does not panic!  ‘ on m-my person? ‘

“Well there is no other on this aisle...” She lifts her basket with grace, already turning away to browse the odd selection of condiments in the vast rows of shelves. 

[thequeeninexile]

fairenchantress:

“I’ve just received some unfortunate news, I don’t think anyone can blame me for wanting a drink.”

“ No blame to be had, and yet you feel guilty. I don’t  suppose man would have to shirk such guilt so. ”

[thequeeninexile]

 “           I don’t mean to alarm you dear one, but there is a creature  on your person...” A thin finger points delicately at the affected area.