Witches Brew

That should be good! And also, you can do whichever one you like, I really have no preference.

Merida paled at the thought of her Governess, and she dabbed the cloth on her forehead. "I'm uh, not going to tell her. This will be my little secret." She admitted. "I don't think I'm ready for a lecture, or, whatever else she might have planned for me if I bring this up." She said softly. She smiled as though it was nothing, and she walked along side her cousin. This was all very exciting to her, and telling her Governess would only ruin every little thing she had just gained today. "Thank you, for today. It's been, more than I could have ever thought could happen." She said, and she smiled up at her cousin. "I promise I won't let you down, I'm going to do everything in my power as a Dail, and as a Spider to make this project a success." She said.

Sorry, my schedule has just been so crazy, I'll try to get a post up before I go to work!

Merida sat and ate in the silence, enjoying the flavors of each thing put before her, the watercress sandwiches a new personal favorite of hers. She wiped her fingers on a napkin, and took a sip of the grape juice, and she smiled. It was tart, but still sweet enough, lovely. She cleared her throat and raised an eyebrow as her cousin spoke to her. She smiled and really thought about her answer. "My aspirations? That's easy." She said, "I want to be someone House Dali remembers. Like my Aunt Vesper Moontraveler. She's someone they talk about, and if they even mention my name it's because I'm sad and blind." She said with a cheery smile. "I know we've never met, but I've heard about you. You're not someone to be shoved into a dark room, and I think this project will help me." She said. "Not to sound selfish." She took another sip of the grape juice, and set the glass down gently. "I'm sorry if I've put a damper on our outing with my selfish ambitions." She said. "But you asked."

"Oh I didn't mean- I mean, I'm sorry for that, I didn't mean to offend you at all, it was just surprising." Merida said, and she wiped away sweat from her forehead. She wasn't used to such heat, having stayed inside the manor which was cooled most of the time. The shade helped, it helped a bit, and it made her feel more at ease. She listened to what he was saying, and she nodded. A slight breeze rolled through, and she smiled, the wind blowing her hair out of her face, not that it mattered. "I promise I won't let you down, and a light lunch sounds wonderful. Any time away from my Governess is a splendid time indeed." She said with smile.

"If M'kumba is destroyed, then my previous captor will be gone, but it seems I've fallen into a new one." She said to Trude, and she flipped her icy blue hair out of her eyes. She really hated this whole, jumping from captor to captor thing. It was getting tiring, you know? Who was in charge of her tiny little life today? She felt safer in the hands of Trude than this weird, dragon wielding teenager. She watched as the building burned, and she felt a sense of pride, as if she had done it herself. She grinned to herself, joy filling her heart. It was glorious. Very glorious. As they returned back to the tower, she stood, and crossed her arms. "Woah, listen. I'm not going to fix this thing just because you threatened me with your giant lizard. Look I'm sorry I snuck in here, but I didn't find anything, so I say, you just let me go, and I won't bother you anymore." She said, and she exited the lantern. She walked on the long table, eyeing the cabinet.

Hey! Sorry for the delay in my post, I've been dealing with some personal stuff and I'll try to get a post up today.

Rashvana was looking up at the moon, letting the moonlight soak up in her skin. She took a deep breath and let the cold wash over her. She was a Winter fairy after all, she thrived in the cold, and lived and breathed it. The cold night made her feel so much better, and she loved it. She was calm. Finally calm. That was until she heard Iridia shrieking for her. Panicked, she whipped her head around, and she saw the tanned sprite rush towards her, and she collasped against her, clinging to her arm. "Iridia?? Wha-what's wrong?" She asked, her voice cracking out of confusion and extreme worry. She wrapped one arm around the girl, and used her free hand to stroke her hair, trying to calm the sprite down. She kissed her head, and continued to stroke her, her brows furrowed in confusion.

Merida listened to her cousin, and she smiled as she felt his hand on her shoulder, leading her towards something, somewhere, she didn't know what. She turned her head to face him as he talked, and what he spoke of did bring up a question in her head. It was kinda hanging around in there, bouncing around with no real answer. Why her? Has he read her reasearch notes or has he seen the small section of the garden that she has expiramented on herself? What kind of qualifications does her cousin think she has? As he explained more, she understood. Bringing this vineyard back from the dead would bring a great deal of money to their house, and it would rise the house of Spider almost just as high. But what he said next suprised her, the fact that she was chosen because of what her lineage was, and not particularly on her skill alone. They had stopped walking at this point, and she turned her whole body now to face him. "Y-you chose me for this huge project based soley on the fact that I'm a Spider? Have you read my reasearch or are you just hoping I'm decent enough to help out?" She asked. She hoped she was wrong. She wanted this to be mostly about her skill, her growing advancement in Transmuation, not just about her family. "Wait, you want me to run this? Me?" She gasped, not sure what to make of this. "Th-this is a huge responsibility, on top o-of everything!" She put a hand to her face, trying to stop her cheeks from getting red. She was excited, and nervous, and honestly just a bit overwhelmed.

That was one hell of a story. Ji-woo wasn't sure what to say about the whole thing, it was tragic. Looking at Rose, she would never have guessed from looking at her that she would have lost everything like that. Ji-woo sat in the silence for a moment, and she sprang up from her log seat, and looked down at Vashka. "Thank you for telling me, and I promise I won't say a word to Rose about it." She said, and she held out her hand to help the imp stand up. Once they were both ready, she dusted the dirt off her rear, and clapped her hands together. "Your secret is safe with me." She smiled, and crossed her arms behind her back. "Now I believe we have a job to do? Do we not?" She asked, and she turned around to start walking back down the trail. She loved the woods, it was so much easier to be herself out here. She could hear anything without the crowded mobs in the cities. It was the best environment for eating prey.

Ji-woo blinked. "Succubi?" She asked. She knew plenty about Succubi. She was as close to a succubus as one gets, but their powers for charm are much stronger than hers. But learning that Rose was unbound, that was interesting. It wasn't often that you hear about a demon being their own master, their own boss. So to hear that was pretty interesting indeed. Also, the thing he said about how hard it was to find love, that was also true for her. She was alluring to everyone, just about everyone. So it was hard for her to really know when someone really cared for her, versus when someone just lusted after her. Everyone of her lovers usually became her meal anyways, so it didn't bother her any, until she heard about Rose. "I understand. It must've been hard for her. Really really hard." She said, her voice soft. She couldn't understand what must've happened when all those things Rose worked and looked so hard for were taken away.

"That's good, that's definitely good." Rashvana said, and as she took in Iridia, she noticed that she was practically dead on her feet. She stared at her, she had deep dark bags under her eyes, and her overall posture just screamed sleep deprivation. She watched as Iridia sunk down to her side, and she eventually fell asleep. When the girl fell asleep, she couldn't help but smile. All that sass seemed to melt away when she slept. She noticed how Iridia relaxed herself, and then those cute little pink lips parted, taking in a breath, and Rashvana's chest got warm, but then the snoring started. It was amazing, there was so much noise coming from this small girl, and it almost made Rashvana proud to see it. She put a hand on Iridia's hair, running her fingers through the white, silky locks. She couldn't help but grin as this girl snored her way into bliss. What really took the cake was when the tanned fae started to drool just a tiny bit. Rashvana put her hand to her face, trying to hold back a laugh. She couldn't wake her up, she'd feel so bad about that if it happened. Hours passed then, and Rashvana was getting restless staying in one spot. Iridia did a good job bandaging her back and her wing, but the pain was relentless. She took her hand away from Iridia's hair, and she pulled herself to her feet. She slowly walked towards the edge of this ledge and she let her legs dangle over the side. She looked up, and saw the moon really started to rise. She wondered if her shop was doing alright, and if her neighbor had any issues since they've left.

When Vashka stopped walking, she froze and turned towards him. She didn't expect him to tell her this story, especially since they haven't known each other that long. Don't tell Rose, he kept saying, don't tell her. Ji-woo blinked, and she watched as the imp sat and removed his helm. "Listen, if it's too personal a story you don't have to tell me." She said, and she sat on a log near him, and she played with the hem on her skirt. She wasn't sure if Vashka was actually comfortable telling her this story. They were having so much fun just a moment ago and now he was all business. She was confused, but she sighed and moved her bangs out of her face. "I promise I won't tell Rose." She said, and she placed her hands on her lap, and waited for him to start telling his story.

Merida set her teacup down as she heard his chair move, and felt the table tremble a bit, she knew her cousin was standing. She saw his shadow move towards her, and felt his hand on her shoulder. When he spoke, she raised her arm, and had no trouble looping her arm around his, and she stood, scooting her chair back as she did so. She followed her cousin to the door, and was puzzled when she heard him knock. When he spoke to Greta, she had no issue hiding her smile. There was no way her Governess would question Lord Spiderwalker, but she could tell she wouldn't like being told what was going to happen without her being there. Greta was speechless as she looked upon Ampelos Spiderwalker, and she couldn't find words to speak but her mouth was open as if she wanted to. She did want too, but she could get in trouble if she spoke against his wishes. This man wasn't Vesper Moontraveler. She didn't find this man to be a bad influence on the Young Lady, so she supposed it would be alright if they went off together. She shut her mouth and nodded. "Yes, it might be good for the Young Lady to get some sun-" She said, but the door was shut on her quickly before she could finish her sentence, and they were gone. The garden wasn't a very long walk, and she knew how to get there, but her cousin was leading, and she felt them take a right turn instead of a left. She opened her mouth to speak to him about it, but somehow she knew this choice was intentional. She closed her mouth and listened as he spoke to her as he patted her hand. What he said to her made sense in a way, but she hadn't heard of it before, so she wasn't sure it was true. "The Lady?" She asked. "You mean Lady Halisera?" She asked. There really wasn't any other Lady she really cared to be aware of. She felt the sun beating onto her face, and she could feel the sand shifting underneath her shoes, and she realized that they were on the beach. The salty smell of the sea was overpowering, and she could hear the seagulls cawing above them. Soon, they stopped, not all together though. She could faintly hear them. They must be inside somewhere. Once the 'machine' started up, she felt a nervous pit in her stomach. She's never really left the Estate, her face paled. What would her Aunt Vesper think if she was gone? Her stomach knotted as she grew more anxious. The sound of gears turning was all she heard, and then there was nothing. Her grip on her cousin tightened, and her breath caught in her throat. What was happening? Her nails dug into his arm slightly, and then suddenly, it was over. She stood rigid, her lips parted slightly as she tried not to show how terrifying that was for her. The air here was dense, nothing like back home. Sweat started to bead on her forehead, and she knew she was nowhere near the Estate now. She slowly removed her arm, and held a hand out in front of her, and she followed the shadows towards the door. Her hand hit the side of the doorframe, and she exited, slowly walking down some stairs till she hit sand. The wind was warm, and the smells of flowers and fruit trees were amazing and so new to her. Her skirts seemed to billow around her, and her hair whipped in her face. She turned to face her cousin, and the largest smile was on her freckled face. "Yes!"