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( -♬ ) Faceclaims:
I have been thinking this for a while, and since ROTG is an animated movie and all, I looked for any anime/cartoonish characters that could fit Havet.
Here's who I've got so far:
Shibuya Tomochika.
And I think her older self would be:
Madame Red, obviously.
( ➳ …) "It's raining."
( ➳ …) He doesn’t seem that bad, at least. "Wyatt… That’s a really strange name, isn’t it?" Alright, maybe she doesn’t have the right to comment that, considering her own name. But it is the only thing she can think of right now.
He supposed to some it was an odd...
( ➳ …) Unfortunately, she doesn't know much of names and meanings yet. She hasn't been human for long, and their words are still quite confusing. All the languages and gestures... They complicate themselves too much! "Frost? That's your last name, then. It sounds... Different." That is supposed to be a compliment, yes.
Tell me what you think my character's Patronus would be.
Ten house points if you say why!
Your eyes are stormy seas - and suddenly, I have a taste for drowning.
(via avidrascal)
Two wanderers follow the sea.
( ➳ …) Oh, wonderful. How can someone enter her home without her noticing? Hm, well, it was not all hers, of course, she has to remember that. But still… "Who’s there?"
“Oh- uh….” he mumbled a bit, bright ice blue hues looking over to the brown haired girl a distance from where he stood. “Wyatt…” the Frost introduced himself. “My names Wyatt.”
( ➳ …) He doesn't seem that bad, at least. "Wyatt... That's a really strange name, isn't it?" Alright, maybe she doesn't have the right to comment that, considering her own name. But it is the only thing she can think of right now.
Two wanderers follow the sea.
( ➳ …) Oh, wonderful. How can someone enter her home without her noticing? Hm, well, it was not all hers, of course, she has to remember that. But still... "Who's there?"
"I have to remember not to fall asleep on that couch ever again."
"...Ah, damn writing."
thesonofposeidonx follows the sea.
She didn't have a clue of where she was right now. Obviously, she had heard of humans passing by the term "crowded city", but she had never thought it would be something as horrible and gloomy as this.
Where was the water? The sea? Was it all gone to be covered by concrete? No one could blame her for being paranoic. Everything, everything was strange, and dangerous.
That is, until he sensed him.
A child of the sea.
She turned around, bumping straight into him, eyes wide in awe. Poseidon had had many children, of course, but this one was different. Of course she wouldn't recognise her, but she certainly recognised him. "He-Hello." She said, still a little foreign to talking, for she had not taken this form in a while. Her human form. She offered a smile, bubbling with excitement. "Percy, correct?"
When she heard a voice behind her, she froze almost instantly, clenching her pale hands into fists. She swallowed thickly, raising her chin, not daring to look behind her. Not yet. "Weird? I don’t know what you can possibly mean…" She said, turning around slowly.
It was a teenager, probably not older than her. At least, in her current “age”, in this body. But there was something wrong about him, something…Not entirely human.
"What are you?" She asked, not so scared anymore, with a deep frown on her face.
"The Boogeyman…just don’t call me that. I don’t like that title. And don’t address me as Your Highness either. I hate that one too." Pitch grinned and folded his arms. "Your fear has a taste. Yours is a bit odd and it’s only making me hungry. Since it is not a type I normally eat, I do not wish to smell it lest I’m tempted."
"Right, where are my manners? I’m Pitch Black. Pleasure to meet you Miss…?"
"Your...highness?" She mumbled, more to herself than to him. Was him some kind of...royalty, she didn't know about? She quickly dropped the subject, knowing that she wouldn't need to ask. However, his talking was confusing her. Fear? Taste? Hungry? She mentally kept the words fresh in her memory, certain that she would have to ask about his meaning shortly.
She hesitated when he asked for her name. She thought of the various ways men had adressed her, thinking of the simplest one, the one she liked the most.
"Call me Havet." She said, bowing her head as a greeting. "Excuse me, but I had never heard of you before." She carefully chose her words, for she was still not completely at ease.
