The Cursed Ones IC
At six o'clock on a Monday morning, the inside of the Dene house was still quiet, which was going to change in the next hour or two. Outside, the rain was pouring heavily with no signs of slowing down. It had rained all through the night, and the grounds were filled with puddles and the small pond in the backyard seemed to be overflowing.
Ava had been awake for a while but remained in her bed. She watched the rain fall outside, occasionally shivering when the thunder crackled loudly. She wished she could stay indoors all day today, but it was Monday, which meant she had to go to work. She wondered how the younger members of the clan would go to school, knowing that some of them hated the rain. While they were rich enough to own several cars, the Head of the clan wasn't very lenient with some things - financial spending being one of them. He believed that the descendants were cursed for a reason, and needed to atone for the mistakes of the past. The only reason he even allowed the clan members to stay in his luxurious mansion was to keep an eye on them all and make sure that their secret wasn't exposed.
Ava sighed. She wished she could speak to the Head about some things. But he was rarely seen. The only time she had ever seen him was when... No...I shouldn't think about that now... Ava told herself, shaking her head to get rid of thoughts of the past. She pushed away her covers and finally got up from bed. Might as well make sure the young ones take their raincoats and all... she thought as she made her way to the adjacent bathroom to freshen up for the day. After she was done, she pulled on a red t-shirt and some jeans before making her way downstairs.
Inside the kitchen, the cook was already up and bustled about, preparing breakfast for everyone. The smell of pancakes, bacon and waffles drifted through the house. She made a variety of things to eat, knowing that everyone had different tastes. The table was set with twelve plates as always, though she knew some members weren't going to be present.
A new day was starting for the Dene clan. What would it bring for its members?
The sound of rain beating against his window pane woke him up gradually, wearing away at his unconsciousness with the same continuous sound, a sound that much reminded him of the rain stick his father showed him once as a child…which was supposed to sound like the rain. John pushed off the covers and yawned loudly, stretching his body out before looking over at the lock on his side table, seven-something. Now in sitting position, he leaned over the side of the bed, picking his shirt up off the floor before pulling it on over his head. Smoothing out the wrinkles of this grey V-neck, he finally got up to pull on his black jeans from the other day…looking outside at the pouring rain, he smiled widely, glad he had chosen to pull on his clothes from yesterday instead of bothering with something cleaner. Walking out of the his room, he made a stop at the bathroom to grab a towel before hurrying down the stairs loudly…then stopping at the kitchen to see one of the girls, then the cook preparing breakfast, “Uh…cover my share, I’ll be back in a few…!” Without waiting for an answer, he gave the girl a brief nod, then he set his towel onto his usual seat at the table in the dining hall. Back to the hallway, he removed his running shoes from the hall’s closet and pulled on his old pair of socks, then shoes. Swinging the main doors open, he ran out into the cool rain, shivering initially…but continued on. This was going to be an incredible morning jog.
With the rain pouring down like it was, he was soaked within the minute, but this was just too refreshing. Running around the mansion, then down the road…then back the same way, back to the mansion. He’d usually continue on to a few neighbourhoods, then past a shopping area, maybe around a local park, then the same way back…but he didn’t this time, not a long jog with this sort of rain. Making it back to the mansion, his shoes and socks and everything else were soaked, but he felt good. Real good. Re-entering the mansion and taking off his wet shoes and socks, he made his way back into the dining hall. His plate had been set down already, no cover over top of it, but some steam still coming off of it...he returned earlier than he himself expected. Picking up his towel, he towel dried his hair as much as he could, before folding the towel up again and setting it on his seat. He was still in his soaked clothing, there were practically puddles of water forming wherever he stood…he didn’t want to soak and damage the chair he sat in. Sitting and settling down, he started on his buttermilk pancakes, first pouring a healthy helping of maple syrup on top.
"Drip. Drip. Drrrrrrrip." The sound escaping from Paisley's lips in time with the rain that was falling off the top of the window and rolling down were about as well timed as the young girl could manage. A sigh formed as she put her fingers up to the glass. "I wanna play outside, and not in the rain!" Paisley thought to herself as she pressed her small nose to the pane of glass, watching as John left the premises to take his normal jog. "I don't want to go to school either!" she exclaimed out loud, as she plopped back down onto her bed. Why did children have so many responsibilities? On the contrary Paisley didn't have many responsibilities, go to school, clean up the messes she made, stay out of trouble. The last one was quite the challenge at times, but Paisley managed.
Restless from laying in bed most of the earlier parts of the morning, Paisley rolled a bit out of bed until her feet landed softly on the floor. A green and white polka dot pajama set adorned her small body. The mess on top of her head told a different story. Her fair hair was in a nest on the back of her head, plastered in places from her constant moving in her sleep, and various hair pins she liked to put in there, even though they served no real purpose. Eventually she would have to have someone take a brush to it, and maybe even a blow torch, but for now breakfast seemed like a more important task. Before leaving her room, Paisley looked at herself in the vanity mirror she had in the corner of her small room and made a silly face. This also seemed like a more important task than lets say brushing her teeth or taking a shower, but it was mandatory.
Paisley pulled up her slipping pajama pants as she opened her door and walked quietly down the hall. She was a sneaky child, and often spooked many of the members of her family simply because she wasn't often heard or seen until it was too late. Approaching the kitchen table Paisley climbed up into her spot before getting on her knees to be in better position to devour the chocolate chip pancakes she requested very often.
"Hmm... must be nice to be a fish all the time. I mean, you get to float and dance around all day. I wish I could be a fish now so I could play with you... Do you want to go swimming with me in the lake when I get back later? It's raining, so there'll be a lot of fish playing in the water. Maybe you can make some new friends." Rune twirled his wrist, stirring the water in the fish tank. He was laying horizontally on the plush carpet that covered the wooden floor of his bedroom. He was staring at the creatures swimming in the wide tank. He was talking to his orange and white koi, Pineapple. There were also a few other fish in there like some angelfish, a swarm of guppies, and some other freshwater aquatic animals. Pineapple was nibbling on one of his fingers with his toothless mouth. Slowly, Rune removed his arm from the tank and wiped the water off on his pajamas. He jumped back on his bed and flopped down on it, borrowing his face into one of the pillows. Rune smiled as he heard the rain drop against the world. It meant more water, and water is always a good thing. Noticing that it was almost six thirty, Rune crept out of bed and dug some attire from his closet. He would have to hurry if he wanted to shower and get ready before school. There ratio of people to bathrooms was far from being even remotely equal, and the majority of them always beat him to the bathrooms, but he thought it was unfair that his room was one of the farthest away from any bathroom.
He stepped out of the bathroom, steam trailing his movements. He had been lucky, he had taken a shower first. True, he head furious knocking and cursing from inside, but he paid it no attention. The aroma of breakfast graced the air, and Rune knew that a meal was waiting for him. Eating breakfast at home would mean that he would have no choice but to interact with other human beings, and that wasn't one of his favorite things to do. The energy coming from everyone was positive, but the energy he spent wasn't worth it. But it seemed he was hungrier than usual, because instead of going back to his room and waiting until it was time to go, Rune walked into the dining room. If only he could snatch a plate and make run for it, he would be fine. Plus, he could always just buy something from school if things got out of hand. Which was most likely going to be the case.
Unsurprisingly, most of the seats were bare. Well, Rune wasn't the only one who skipped meals in the dining room on a regular basis. He grinned as he sat down at the edge of the table, picking up a pancake and devouring it quickly. He rested a shoulder on the table. Mondays were okay.
Due to Shikoba's nature, his bedroom is always tidy and easy to navigate. Along one wall is a dresser with a mounted mirror and a plethora of different-sized and shaped boxes to hold the myriad types of jewelry atop its surface. Within the polished, wooden shelves, of course, are the stacks of brightly-colored clothing that usually loosely cover his body. The next wall is fitted with two windows, temporarily concealed by sky blue curtains; between them is a single yet very large dreamcatcher, decorated with long eagle feathers and orange fox tails. Across the room from the dresser is Shikoba's bed, much too big for a small person like him, but he prefers it that way. The blankets and headboard match the natural theme of the room with earth or wood-toned colors. Loving the cool and slick feel of the floorboards, Shikoba allows it to remain bare of anything that isn't furniture and lacks carpeting.
Prancing along to the curtains and peeking through them to the outside world, Shikoba takes on an expression of annoyance upon his face. Rain, the worst kind of weather possible for someone like him. Flight is excruciatingly horrid in storms, but that didn't concern Crow the most. I won't be able to find anything on the way to school today... With a gentle sigh to escape his lips, Shikoba backs away from the windows so that the cloth may align with the glass again. His upper body turns so his eyes may examine the dresser, feet soon following suit so he could pick through the clothes of the day.
He awoke with only a soft pair of pants that he slept in, but of course that won't do in a house full of others. Quickly, Shikoba sifts through the articles of clothing and found a cream-colored shirt, one with its sleeves reaching past his wrists with no cuffs and its collar low-cut several inches below the base of his neck. Shikoba shakes his head quickly once it comes on and stares into the mirror at his own dark eyes that hide behind black locks of hair. A grin forms along his lips to reveal his white teeth before returning his focus on the rest of his attire. Last and certainly not least, he adorns two fingers on his right hand with an amethyst-gemmed ring and a ruby-gemmed one. Dark brown pants were chosen to finish his choices in clothing and picks up a pair of shoes. If and when possible, Crow doesn't wear shoes until he is outside. Instead, he opts to carry them to the front door and will put them on when he heads outside, which is exactly what he plans today.
Strolling to the door, the boy remembers that he already heard a few members of the family make their way past his room. His is by the staircase, after all. With light, swift steps to the ground floor, Shikoba glances to the kitchen preemptively as he reaches the corner. Paisley, John, and surprisingly even Rune already sit at the table, enjoying their breakfast. Of course Ava is already present, as well. Before any of their attention could be drawn to him, he tip-toes to the front door and places his shoes near his backpack and coat. His next movement was to turn on his heels and approach the small gathering.
"G'Morning, everyone!" Shikoba calls cheerfully, finding himself a spot near the young girl. He throws her a big smile before pulling his plate closer to where he sits. His eyes momentarily glance upward at John, who seems to have been drenched not too long ago. At least Rune took a shower, and Crow could tell because of his shampoo. Paisley, to his left, however didn't seem to do any kind of cleaning up; which is fine, at least she's cute enough to get away with it. His plate, full of various small fruits and a few nuts, were slowly picked away as Shikoba keeps his attention on the others as if expecting a conversation. "It's a wet day. Think it'll be a long one?"
Alice was not a morning person at all. She much preferred the sense of mystery and thrill the nighttime brings; it's no secret that people tend to do more… interesting things when they think under cover of darkness. Oh, you can't even begin to imagine the strange conversations she has heard during three in the morning! Scandals and conspiracies too juicy to pass up—but that's beside the point. As a night owl—pun intended—waking up each day was always quite the challenge. And this was especially so when it was gloomy out. The gentle sound of raindrops thrumming against her window was like a super effective white noise, and it took her five sets of alarms to get up.
Groggy and a little bit irritated, Alice finally dragged herself out of bed and mechanically trudged toward the bathroom just across her room. She needed a nice, cold shower to wake her up. As she tried to fight off the sleepiness that pulled her eyelids back down, Alice fiddled with the bathroom door and was dismayed to see it wouldn't budge. She twisted the knob again, with more force this time, but saw only the same results. It took her a few more seconds of futilely trying to push the door open before it registered in her half-asleep mind that someone was occupying the bathroom. She grumbled; what was the use of having the closest room to the bathroom when the others still beat her there? Her eyes slowly darted to where the other bathroom was, all the way across the hall, then behind to where her room was. Sleep or shower? Laughter bubbled in her throat; as if there was even a choice to make.
Alice turned back and headed for her room, meaning to get a couple more minutes of sleep on her fluffy bed, but collapsed before she could even get past her door. She was sprawled across the carpeted floor, already snoring as she fell back asleep. Just the usual Monday morning.
She woke up just in time to see Rune retreat to the dining room downstairs, which was quite uncharacteristic of him. He was usually locked up in his room until they had to go to school. Fighting off the impossibly convoluted theories that immediately popped up in her head, Alice finally went in the bathroom to shower. Once she was done, she scampered back into her room and rummaged through her messy closet for some clothes. She picked a pair of star-patterned tights and a white dress with light blue trims for today, and topped it off with an animal hoodie—ones with cat ears; she wanted an owl one, but she couldn't find any in the store—to ward against the rain. With all her morning routines finally done, she bounded down the staircase and skipped happily to the dining room. For Alice, the only thing that made mornings tolerable was breakfast. She sniffed the aroma that wafted from the kitchen with an excited grin. Pancakes and bacon were the best!
Alice arrived at the dining room moments after Shikoba, and greeted the older male back with an equally cheerful "Morning~!" Her eyes quickly scanned the table and did a quick round of observations: Ava was there, up and about early as always; John was drenched; Paisley was still in her night clothes; Shikoba all decked out in his accessories; and, aha! The anomaly.
Alice pointedly sat across Rune, resting her cheeks on her hands as she stared him down. "Don't see you here every day," she said as she took a bite out of her pancake. Although she tried to make her tone casual, anyone can see that her eyes gleamed with anticipation. She raised her eyebrows conspiratorially and leaned closer to him. "Aaanything special going on?"
Ashley slowly opened her eyes as she heard her alarm going off loudly which played a random song every morning, the blonde haired girl let out a soft annoyed sigh it was Monday and she always hated having to wake up early for school especially on rainy days like these. Ashley sometimes thought shed rather be sick and be an otter for a long while then going to school the whole day Ashley could hear the rain hitting her window as the girl got up from her bed Ashley started to walk over towards her wardrobe pulling out a long sleeve shirt, and a skirt to wear for the day she then grabbed her hairclip and headed down the stairs. Ashley's room was the furthest away from the kitchen and took her at least a few minutes until she made it there. When Ashley came into the kitchen she looked at her other siblings who had already started to gather around the table already eating her breakfast Ashley took her seat next to Paisley which was her usual seat at the table. On Ashley's plate was sausage, scrambled eggs, and buttered toast. "Good morning everyone." Ashley said with a soft smile.
John was one of the first to enter the kitchen, though he was out again before Ava could greet him. She was a bit apprehensive that he was going out to jog in the pouring rain, and decided to admonish him when he came back. Though, he was older than her by a few years, Ava was known among the clan to coddle everyone, despite their age, a trait found endearing by some and annoying by others. As long as they were safe however, she didn't really mind if they found her a little too overbearing at times.
As John re-entered the kitchen, she sat across from him and fixed him with her best glare. "John..." she started. "You shouldn't jog in the rain. You're going to get sick." She knew he wouldn't listen to her, but she tried anyway.
The other members were starting to come downstairs and they filed one by one into the room. She hadn't noticed Paisley come in until she was sitting right beside her and ruffled the little girl's messy hair in greeting as Rune strolled in. Ava gave him an approving glance as he ate his pancakes. She'd thought she'd have to drag him to the dining room to eat again. How he always managed to slip past her, she had no clue.
Shikoba's cheery voice greeted them as he skipped into the kitchen, one of the few to have so much energy in the morning. Ava smiled back at him and nodded when he spoke up. "It doesn't look like it's going to stop raining any time soon," she said, glancing outside in worry. "Don't forget your raincoats and umbrellas," she reminds them. "And don't get drenched like John," she added with another glare thrown towards the older man. "I don't want you all filing into the infirmary on the first day of the week."
Rune's wish to eat without having to interact with anyone would have to be in vain. Alice had, hardly coincidentally, sat across from him and confronted him. True, he could ignore her, but then he would be choosing to interact with her by ignoring her, so what was the point? Rune held up a hand, signaling his cousin to wait, then took a big gulp of orange juice from his mug, slamming the ceramic down when he was finished, causing some orange droplets to soar in the air. "Nothing too special." He shrugged nonchalantly. "Just figured if I'm going to run away, I need all the energy I can." He snickered, knowing that Allice was a huge gossiper, and it amused him to fluster her. Then noticing Ava, he cleared his throat. He had, in all seriousness, never run away, but he knew Ava would be suspicious. "I'm just hungry..." He flashed a wicked smirk to Alice, hoping to fluster her a bit. Resting his head on the palm of his hand, Rune ate a few bacon pieces. He stood up and yawned, none too politely, either. "I'll be going now, so nobody," he paused to focus his teal glare at several people, "bother me 'till we have to go!" With that, he started walking away.
Shanae took off her earphones, searching through sites for more belly button piecing rings and locked her laptop before going downstairs to see what the commotion was about. She was a bit tired after staying up all night and playing games on her lap top but all she would need to survive the day was a good cup of coffee she could make herself in the pantry. Shanae took the sound as a perfect opportunity and excuse to go to the pantry and get her wake up call. Bleary eyed, slowly and otherwise lazily Shanae made her way down the staircase and turned to go towards the kitchen. Floppily she half dragged herself, feeling like lead, it was a fun night on the gaming community though and was actually quite eventful Shanae did this most nights anyway so she was used to this sensation. The only difference was that she usually slept in and did a bit of work for her online university course after waking up in the afternoon. Then she'd go onto the gaming community and repeat the cycle. She'd also go shopping or go out otherwise if she felt like it, which she did most days, but only for a little while. She opened the kitchen door after tumbling down the stairs and flipped her short, straight blonde hair. She kept the door open for Rune but then asked her before she left: "Go where?" She then spotted the coffee machine and could almost smell and even taste the sweet hot liquid in her mouth. She wanted the wake up call badly but if she had to go to a place today she needed to know. She might put more studs into her piercings then normal or something. It depended where they were heading off to. She then started having thoughts about the coffee again and decided that she should maybe cut down so she didn't get to addicted to the stuff... not that it was a bad drink in her books by any means.