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Adelina's Father: Markus Erenborn
Adelina's Brother: Ciel Erenborn
@Wick
Adelina tensed as she heard that unmistakable voice call out her name. Her fingers tightened on the stick of charcoal until she set it aside for fear of snapping it in half from the force of her ire. It had been a week so she supposed she shouldn't be too surprised Orren was seeking her out. She took a deep breath as his form grew closer and closer. She was going to say hello and then she would retreat to her bedroom where she knew he wouldn't follow. When he stopped before her, she turned and opened her mouth to deliver her curt greeting but he beat her to speaking by getting right to the point. Her mouth slowly closed as he explained he needed her to clean out two guest rooms, her curiosity rising despite herself. But as he continued to speak, his face changed into an expression she recognized quite well. It was the same expression the town's people had given her and Ciel at the time of their mother's passing.
She was already rising before he had even gotten the words out, though when she heard them it sent a pang to her heart and she swayed, having to catch herself on the bench. She turned as pale as the snow that surrounded her, causing her crimson lockes to stand out in stark relief. She began to tremble, breaths rattling her body in gasps as a ringing started up in her ears. She took a few stumbling steps before she broke out into a dash towards the castle. Her ankle screamed in protest but she grit her teeth against the pain and flew up the stairs. There were two guest rooms next to her own and she was a whirl-wind as she cleaned up and set about making it presentable. Her hands didn't stop trembling the entire and she dropped the blankets and sheets a few times but she managed to get everything in order.
Without anything to occupy herself, she paced in tight circles, limping now for over-exerting her ankle. But she just couldn't stop moving. Because she knew if she stopped moving and let her thoughts consume her, she was going to crumple into a pile of tears. And she needed to be strong for when her father and Ciel arrived.
Adelina tensed as she heard that unmistakable voice call out her name. Her fingers tightened on the stick of charcoal until she set it aside for fear of snapping it in half from the force of her ire. It had been a week so she supposed she shouldn't be too surprised Orren was seeking her out. She took a deep breath as his form grew closer and closer. She was going to say hello and then she would retreat to her bedroom where she knew he wouldn't follow. When he stopped before her, she turned and opened her mouth to deliver her curt greeting but he beat her to speaking by getting right to the point. Her mouth slowly closed as he explained he needed her to clean out two guest rooms, her curiosity rising despite herself. But as he continued to speak, his face changed into an expression she recognized quite well. It was the same expression the town's people had given her and Ciel at the time of their mother's passing.
She was already rising before he had even gotten the words out, though when she heard them it sent a pang to her heart and she swayed, having to catch herself on the bench. She turned as pale as the snow that surrounded her, causing her crimson lockes to stand out in stark relief. She began to tremble, breaths rattling her body in gasps as a ringing started up in her ears. She took a few stumbling steps before she broke out into a dash towards the castle. Her ankle screamed in protest but she grit her teeth against the pain and flew up the stairs. There were two guest rooms next to her own and she was a whirl-wind as she cleaned up and set about making it presentable. Her hands didn't stop trembling the entire and she dropped the blankets and sheets a few times but she managed to get everything in order.
Without anything to occupy herself, she paced in tight circles, limping now for over-exerting her ankle. But she just couldn't stop moving. Because she knew if she stopped moving and let her thoughts consume her, she was going to crumple into a pile of tears. And she needed to be strong for when her father and Ciel arrived.
*Twiddles thumbs*
@Wick
I'll try to get a reply up when I can. I'm battling allergies so my mental capacity is not running on all cylinders.
I'll try to get a reply up when I can. I'm battling allergies so my mental capacity is not running on all cylinders.
@XxLyraxX@Laach@Vesuvius00@Ryougu@Natsu@The1Rolling1Boy@Inner Demon
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We appear to have a few inactive members. I'm afraid I'm going to have to put this rp on hold either til they return or just remake it at some point. We can't run a 7 man thread with 3-4 people, and I don't want to have to go looking for replacement members every month each time someone disappears. Perhaps I should stick with something more minimalistic in terms of cast in the future instead of having an exact amount of roles. However thank you to all of you who were here from beginning to present. I really appreciate your participation in trying to make this idea work. It means a lot to me when I find people like you in my roleplays ^^ Let me know if you want to be involved in a Horrortale remake in the future and I'll send you a message once I put together some dedicated members. Thank you again and have a nice day.
I would definitely be down for participating in the re-make of this.
Should I post or wait for someone else?
@Wick
Adelina stared at him as he walked out of the room, sputtering in outrage. She snatched up her stick but he had already left. He was lucky he gotten out of range before she had gathered her wits about her to grab her stick, because he definitely would have gotten a bonk on his head to knock some sense back into him. How dare he. She was so flustered and mad that she only said a terse "Thank you" to James when he brought her some water for her bath and locked herself in the bathroom. She soaked in the water until it turned cold and dragged herself out. It took a little finessing to get dressed and make it back to her room but she managed it. James had left before she had locked herself in the bathroom but he left a tray of food on her nightstand. She glanced over at the door and scowled, hobbling over to it. She locked the handle then latched the chain. She knew both Orren and James hand a spare key for every door in the house but it gave her some satisfaction that they would have to break the chain if they wanted to get in.
She sat down on her bed and picked at her food, her appetite nearly non-existent. She sighed and left the tray, pulling back the covers and slipping beneath them. She sighed and closed her eyes, trying to relax enough to fall asleep.
The next morning when James knocked on her door to tell her breakfast was ready, she was already up and dressed. She unlocked her door and marched, well hobbled, to the dining room where Orren was already seated at the table. She stopped in the doorway and stared him, hand not holding her walking stick clenched into a tight fist at her side. Her facial expression was controlled but barely and when she spoke her voice bespoke her anger. "I'm only going to say this once: Don't you ever presume that the only reason I care about your well-being is because you pay me because if that's what you think then you are sorely mistaken. James, I'll be taking my breakfast in my room please." With that she turned and left the room.
A week passed and Adelina had been taking all of her meals in her room. She was also avoiding Orren out of anger. Banned from cleaning by James because of her ankle, Adelina explored the castle. The library was still being painted so she couldn't hide away in there. Most days, when it wasn't snowing too hard, she spent her days in the garden. James had found her a sketchpad and some charcoal at her request so she sat on a bench and drew whatever came to mind. On that day, she was seated on a bench, humming to herself as she sketched a squirrel foraging around for food. As she drew, her humming soon turned into singing, a lullaby her mother used to sing to her spilling from her lips.
"Lavender's blue,
Dilly dilly,
Lavenders green.
When I am King,
Dilly dilly,
You shall be Queen.
Who told you so,
Dilly dilly,
Who told you so?
T'was my own heart,
Dilly dilly,
That told me so.
Call up your men,
Dilly dilly,
Set them to work.
Some to the plow,
Dilly dilly,
Some to the fork.
Some to make hay,
Dilly dilly,
Some to cut corn.
While you and I,
Dilly dilly,
Keep ourselves warm.
Lavender's green,
Dilly dilly,
Lavender's blue.
If you love me,
Dilly dilly,
I will love you.
Let the birds sing,
Dilly dilly,
Let the lambs play.
We shall be safe,
Dilly dilly,
Out of harms way.
I love to dance,
Dilly dilly,
I love to sing.
When I am Queen,
Dilly dilly,
You'll be my King.
Who told me so,
Dilly dilly,
Who told me so?
I told myself,
Dilly dilly,
I told me so."
(Song she was singing and what her singing voice sounds like: youtu.be/egxhqVo81u8)
Adelina stared at him as he walked out of the room, sputtering in outrage. She snatched up her stick but he had already left. He was lucky he gotten out of range before she had gathered her wits about her to grab her stick, because he definitely would have gotten a bonk on his head to knock some sense back into him. How dare he. She was so flustered and mad that she only said a terse "Thank you" to James when he brought her some water for her bath and locked herself in the bathroom. She soaked in the water until it turned cold and dragged herself out. It took a little finessing to get dressed and make it back to her room but she managed it. James had left before she had locked herself in the bathroom but he left a tray of food on her nightstand. She glanced over at the door and scowled, hobbling over to it. She locked the handle then latched the chain. She knew both Orren and James hand a spare key for every door in the house but it gave her some satisfaction that they would have to break the chain if they wanted to get in.
She sat down on her bed and picked at her food, her appetite nearly non-existent. She sighed and left the tray, pulling back the covers and slipping beneath them. She sighed and closed her eyes, trying to relax enough to fall asleep.
The next morning when James knocked on her door to tell her breakfast was ready, she was already up and dressed. She unlocked her door and marched, well hobbled, to the dining room where Orren was already seated at the table. She stopped in the doorway and stared him, hand not holding her walking stick clenched into a tight fist at her side. Her facial expression was controlled but barely and when she spoke her voice bespoke her anger. "I'm only going to say this once: Don't you ever presume that the only reason I care about your well-being is because you pay me because if that's what you think then you are sorely mistaken. James, I'll be taking my breakfast in my room please." With that she turned and left the room.
A week passed and Adelina had been taking all of her meals in her room. She was also avoiding Orren out of anger. Banned from cleaning by James because of her ankle, Adelina explored the castle. The library was still being painted so she couldn't hide away in there. Most days, when it wasn't snowing too hard, she spent her days in the garden. James had found her a sketchpad and some charcoal at her request so she sat on a bench and drew whatever came to mind. On that day, she was seated on a bench, humming to herself as she sketched a squirrel foraging around for food. As she drew, her humming soon turned into singing, a lullaby her mother used to sing to her spilling from her lips.
"Lavender's blue,
Dilly dilly,
Lavenders green.
When I am King,
Dilly dilly,
You shall be Queen.
Who told you so,
Dilly dilly,
Who told you so?
T'was my own heart,
Dilly dilly,
That told me so.
Call up your men,
Dilly dilly,
Set them to work.
Some to the plow,
Dilly dilly,
Some to the fork.
Some to make hay,
Dilly dilly,
Some to cut corn.
While you and I,
Dilly dilly,
Keep ourselves warm.
Lavender's green,
Dilly dilly,
Lavender's blue.
If you love me,
Dilly dilly,
I will love you.
Let the birds sing,
Dilly dilly,
Let the lambs play.
We shall be safe,
Dilly dilly,
Out of harms way.
I love to dance,
Dilly dilly,
I love to sing.
When I am Queen,
Dilly dilly,
You'll be my King.
Who told me so,
Dilly dilly,
Who told me so?
I told myself,
Dilly dilly,
I told me so."
(Song she was singing and what her singing voice sounds like: youtu.be/egxhqVo81u8)
@Wick
Adelina will admit, she had been a little frightened of the shouting. She could be started very easily by loud noises and since she had been standing right next to Orren when his voice pitched up to a growl, it did cause her to stumble back in surprise a small bit. She watched the conversation between Orren in James, if it could be called a conversation, with eyes growing wider by the minute. She was about to step in and lay a calming hand on Orren's arm when he seemed to realize that she was still present in the room. She meet his gaze and her heart twinged at the heartbreak and...defeat..that she saw in his gaze. She watched with surprise as he turned and ran out of the room as if the hounds of Hell were nipping at his heels. She turned to James, seeking answers for what just happened. When she learned of what James's plan had been for the library, she felt a small twinge of guilt. They were here in the first place because she had asked about. She glanced at the door with which Orren had fled through and felt her shoulders drop slightly.
Throughout that week, Adelina helped James with the library as well as start on her cleaning. She had chosen to clean the foyer and main entrance first, figuring that would be the best place to start. It was a tedious task but Adelina was stubborn of all else and she worked as hard as she could. Since Orren had confined himself to the tower, meal times we're certainly a lonely affair. She knew she had to give Orren some space but by the end of the week she approached James with a determined look in her eyes. He would normally take a tray of food up to the tower for Orren. Adelina marched over to him and said she would take it. She gently took the tray from his hands and headed up the steps. She walked carefully, not wanting to spill anything. She reached the door to the tower and sent the tray on a table nearby. She straightened her hair and clothes and rapped on the door with her knuckles.
"Orren? It's Adelina. I've brought your food for you." She went silent before she took a deep breath, collecting her thoughts. "I know you probably don't to talk, so I will. I'm not afraid of you and I'm certainly not leaving any time soon. You shouldn't lock yourself away like this, just because you lost your temper a bit. Yes, I was startled, but because of the noise, not because of you. We're all subjected to anger every now and then. Even me. So don't beat yourself because of this. Will you come out? Please? Meal times are terribly lonely you know."
Adelina will admit, she had been a little frightened of the shouting. She could be started very easily by loud noises and since she had been standing right next to Orren when his voice pitched up to a growl, it did cause her to stumble back in surprise a small bit. She watched the conversation between Orren in James, if it could be called a conversation, with eyes growing wider by the minute. She was about to step in and lay a calming hand on Orren's arm when he seemed to realize that she was still present in the room. She meet his gaze and her heart twinged at the heartbreak and...defeat..that she saw in his gaze. She watched with surprise as he turned and ran out of the room as if the hounds of Hell were nipping at his heels. She turned to James, seeking answers for what just happened. When she learned of what James's plan had been for the library, she felt a small twinge of guilt. They were here in the first place because she had asked about. She glanced at the door with which Orren had fled through and felt her shoulders drop slightly.
Throughout that week, Adelina helped James with the library as well as start on her cleaning. She had chosen to clean the foyer and main entrance first, figuring that would be the best place to start. It was a tedious task but Adelina was stubborn of all else and she worked as hard as she could. Since Orren had confined himself to the tower, meal times we're certainly a lonely affair. She knew she had to give Orren some space but by the end of the week she approached James with a determined look in her eyes. He would normally take a tray of food up to the tower for Orren. Adelina marched over to him and said she would take it. She gently took the tray from his hands and headed up the steps. She walked carefully, not wanting to spill anything. She reached the door to the tower and sent the tray on a table nearby. She straightened her hair and clothes and rapped on the door with her knuckles.
"Orren? It's Adelina. I've brought your food for you." She went silent before she took a deep breath, collecting her thoughts. "I know you probably don't to talk, so I will. I'm not afraid of you and I'm certainly not leaving any time soon. You shouldn't lock yourself away like this, just because you lost your temper a bit. Yes, I was startled, but because of the noise, not because of you. We're all subjected to anger every now and then. Even me. So don't beat yourself because of this. Will you come out? Please? Meal times are terribly lonely you know."
Yes he is going to hide from her so she wont be scared of him.
Well then she'll just have to go to him xD
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