Arista

Deep Trouble [Arista \\ Mae]

@Mae

When they'd landed, Kyra too a moment to exhale.

Her stomach churning as they rolled and when they came to a stop the blonde shifted against the chest she lay on. Nothing hurt so far but her muscles were stiff and she could tell they'd be sore later.

The funny thing was, she hadn't felt fear.

The jump she'd taken as her house burned had hardened her, though at a glance no one would notice. She acted like a good girl, never rasping trouble or causing anything that would affect her grandparents. The one boy, in such a short time however had broken that streak. Her fingers twitched and a his words her attention focused on him, she saw his eyes flash before settling and didn't question it.

Who am I? The words echoed in her mind as the male beneath her shifted them, until her knees were resting in the tiles. At the tightness around her waist Kyra exhaled and blinked her stinging eyes, the wind having dried them.

“I'm a normal person. Though considering my childhood this isn't as bad, so sorry to disappoint. Are we done?” Her normally soft tone was gone and now her words were a clipped and deadpan, her eyes shifting his without a conscious effort. At his second question an annoyed huff escaped her lips and she pushed against his chest, she was done now. “No one sent me, now let me go I've had enough.” The school day hadn't even ended band she felt exhausted.

Now she just wanted to go home.

Deep Trouble [Arista \\ Mae]

@Mae I still didn't get a tag x3

Now let the madness continue lol

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[Beneath a moonless sky] 18+ [Arista x Earlymorninstar]

“There's an out if you'd rather go” Wolff offers as he enters through the doors, the gruff edge to his voice gone for once. He felt tired and with the amount of blood staining his clothes, he knew he wouldn't sleep well. He'd checked the wolves and had helped Ynez and Evian move them to the back of the mansion, both wolves searching for a good place to bury their fallen packmates.

Wolff closed his eyes for a moment before moving forward and grabbing a spare washcloth, dropping to his knees he begins to scrub. A half hour later he rises to his feet and dumps the rag into the clear bucket of cleaning solution, his other hand reaching for the first bucket. With little effort he lifted it and took it to the nearest bathroom, his steps seeming to echo in the silence of the mansion.

“Are you free?” A soft voice questions as he finishes washing the dirtied water from the bottom of the bucket, Wolff pauses to glance over. Lye is leaning against the doorframe, her arms crossed and her eyes blinking open. He nods and exits the room when she moves away, they head back to the foyer with quiet steps. “I managed to heal Kieran’s wounds-” She pauses when Wolff tenses and stills at her side, blue eyes meet golden. “-He's fine but I'd rather you check on him, I'll help down here.” It wasn't a dismissal from the Mage, it was more of a suggestion and after glancing at Clara and Christian he nods.

“On it.” is all he can think to answer with as he move to go up the stairs, shoulders rolling as he reached the top step. Now that Wolff noticed he hadn't seen Ryanair or Kieran, his pace quickened as he followed the faint scent of copper. Knocking twice the Healer opened the door and entered after taking in the scene before him. Ryanair was curled in the windowsill with his head on his bent knees, Kieran asleep on the bed with a glowing stone in his hand.

“Lye helped with the bleeding and open wounds, the crystal is a modified ward with healing factors.” Ryanair’s sleepy voice stilled the Healer just as he reached the other vampire, Wolff blinks and focuses for a moment on the blonde. He wasn't tense anymore and seemed to have relaxed, Wolff offers a nod before moving to lean over Kieran. His breathing is deep and with practiced ease, Wolff removes the blankets covering him and opens the first aid kit someone left on the bed.

Once the wounds are dressed and Kieran is tucked under the sheets once more, Wolff speaks to the blonde. “Let's head downstairs and make breakfast.” The usual bite still isn't in his tone and he turns to the open door, his hands folded behind his back. Soft footsteps alert him that Ryanair is behind him and after a moment he leads the other downstairs, his jaw clenching at where the others were still cleaning. Entering the kitchen, both find Esther already at the stove. None of them speak as they set out to make food, the familiar sounds of pots and pans filling the silence.

It's the little things that matter.

@earlymorninstar

Deep Trouble [Arista \\ Mae]

Either or x3

I'll have her act like it's nothing just to annoy him more xD

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Deep Trouble [Arista \\ Mae]

@Mae No worries! :3

I also kinda went...off topic? That memory came out of nowhere so if it's not okay then I can edit it out ^^

Deep Trouble [Arista \\ Mae]

She'd slowed when she saw the letter flutter in the space between them, her eyes narrowing further as her teeth grit as she continued forward. This male she'd met only hours ago, had her so riled and annoyed more quickly than anyone had done since her father. As she neared him and grabbed her notebook, Kyra's mouth opened at his mocking tone.

“You asshole, you-” Her words faded as his hand gripped hers, her heart skipping a beat as something flickers in the eyes before her. At his words her lips parted to hiss something, only to have the air stolen from her lungs as he tugged her forward and he leaned back.

Her gaze was filled with green then. She didn't feel the wind whipping around them, didn't feel the weightlessness except for the male before her. A memory began to filter across her mind, a part she'd buried long ago after the incident that had ended with her moving in with her grandparents.

She was late. She should have had her homework completed by now.

Ten-year old Kyra stilled when she heard the front door slamming shut. Her eyes scanned her half-completed homework with worry as heavy footsteps filled the silence of the house, she needed to move. She quickly hid her books and pencils before diving under her bed, her small body cling into a ball aa her father's footsteps neared her room.

“Ky?” She heard and the blonde curled further into a ball, silence filled the air and Kyra hoped that he'd just go to bed. She shouldn't have bothered hoping, her door was slammed opened and the panic that filled her had her almost gagging. Between one blink and another, she was being held up by the collar of her shirt in her father's hands. He smelled of a mixture of alcohol and a faint scent she couldn't place, her eyes watered at the smell as she lowered her eyes to her carpeted floor. The feeling of her father moving had her head snapping upwards, they exited her room and were heading towards where her father's room was. Kyra's mouth opened as if to question him, only to snap shut when they turned left down the hallway and toward a room they hadn't opened in years.

Her mother's old indoor garden.

The door was opened and she was thrown inside, she spun around and found her father standing in the doorway. His once tanned face was now pale and lined with wrinkles, his prominent features were sunken and his hair was thin and gray. His lips twitched in a smile that didn't meet his eyes, Kyra remained still as he dug in his pocket and pulled out something she couldn't see. Plants were around her, once lush green and thriving with life. Now they were dead and brown from lack of water, she swallowed when her father began to laugh. Kyra saw a flick of orange and then the door was slammed shut and the blonde was on her feet. He'd lit the nearest plant and Kyra yanked on the door, her heart hammering in her chest as panic fills her veins.

She turned to the window and ran toward it, slowing as she nears it and finds her father walking away from the house. She turns and finds the small blaze had grown within a few moments, her eyes turned to the window and she swallowed.
Gathering her courage she grabs one of the nearest plants -that still wasn't on fire- she throws it at the glass. She does it once more and after a moment, Kyra jumped and and curled her body into a small ball as glass met her skin.

It was a long way down.

She remained still as the world spun around them. Her heart hammering and her eyes wide open. “I don't want to fall for you.” She grits as her hands twitch as her sides.

@Mae

[Beneath a moonless sky] 18+ [Arista x Earlymorninstar]

“Wouldn't be the first time someone's doubted me. I've been scanning the Magic books and have found a way to make them stronger. I use these around my home so I'm familiar with how they work, the trick I had to study was how to make them protect against Shadow Magic.”.Lye explained as she stepped into the room, her hands moving to stay on her hips. She'd rather have taken a shower but this needed to be taken care of, with a exhale she moved to the bed and began to pull the sheets off the mattress.

They were safe and as long as she kept a steady flow of magic in the crystals they'd be just fine. She paused when the top layer of sheets were off and on the floor, her gaze widening the stains that colored the white under sheets. Hands rising to her hair, she tied her hair into a bun with a ribbon she'd tugged from her bag that morning. “After this I'd like to get Wolff to check on Kieran, these stains...he's lost too much blood and that's not good. I also heard about the conclusions all of you came up with, and I have an added bonus. That crystal Kieran has isn't just for healing him, it's added bonus is that it'll keep his mind safe. I have a feeling the Shadow Mage as somehow taken over his mind, and with that crystal it'll help keep him sane.”

The bed now bare, she turns to the dresser that stood in the corner of the room. Opening it and finding new sheets, she tugged them out and turned back to face Clara. Her fingers twitched against the bundle in her arms, her eyes lowering after a moment to the floor. Moving to the bed she set the sheets down and then began to dress the mattress, she was glad the blood hadn't reached it.

“I thank you for that, though with this victory I guess the Mage will try again with Keiran.” Lye paused and glanced up, Isabella stood leaning against the doorframe. The Ice Mage knew she had a point and with a wrinkle of her nose she rose and rolled her shoulders.

“No problem, he's a friend after all. Mind helping us out? After this we need to head down and…” She let the words fade as she turned and headed for the bathroom, the copper scent of blood the next thing she wanted to get rid of. Both females could finish the bed, opening the door and crouching down to open the cabinets under the sink.

Tugging out a bottle of bleach and a bucket, she rose to her feet and reached for a towel that hung on the rack above the toilet.

Time to get cleaning.

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