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do you wish you could live elsewhere
"all the time. who wouldn't want to go somewhere nobody knows them or their family history if they were in my position?" but she couldn't leave. not yet. and not without nora. she may not know exactly what her sister's struggles were, but she knew the eldest mccullough needed an escape just as much as she did. maybe even more.
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what is your favourite thing about being a witch
a low chuckle escaped her, the sound lacking any humor. "yeah, you can just fuck right off." whenever she found out who had the gall to ask, they'd be at the top of her list for when she earned her fangs.
do you love maeve?
"i probably should. she is my sister, after all." she thinks she used to. when they were still kids. when things were easy and niamh had still had hope in her magic manifesting. before maeve had become the most powerful witch their line had likely ever known. maybe a part of her still did, deep down. very deep. deeper than deep even. maybe. but now? "nah. as far as i'm concerned, we're two people who share dna. she can choke."
"you should go home." it was dark, it was late. it was the perfect time for the unsavory to crawl out of the shadows. lettie— while technically classified among them— had no drive to hurt anyone. " they're saying a lot of people are being attacked by animals still."
"probably," she agreed, though there was no move made toward her home. niamh tucked her phone into her back pocket, attention flicking to her nails. thank god she had an appointment coming up. "i think we both know that's not the case," she purred, far braver than she had any right to be.
Maeve's expression flattened at the sight of Niamh. They had never been close, not even before Maeve's magic came in, but the rift seemed to be growing ever larger as of late. Part of it was that Niamh was becoming unpredictable — it was difficult to guess what she was up to at the best of times, and the three bottles of herbs held in the air made Maeve's gut twist strangely.
Her brow crumpled into a frown as she moved out from behind the counter. "You shouldn't be out this late by yourself." With everything that had happened — was still happening — it wasn't safe for anyone to be wandering alone in the dark. Especially those with no magic. Maeve didn't say it but the implication lurked beneath her words, a thorn waiting to prick. "What are the herbs for?"
niamh tucked the bottles into her bag, patting it lightly as she did. she may not have any magic to speak of, but that didn’t mean she hadn’t spent a fair share of her time studying the family grimoires in preparation back when she was younger. when she’d had hope. she pushed the thought away before it could manifest, instead plastering a grin on painted lips.
"thanks, mom, but i don’t recall ever saying i was by myself," she sneered. truth was that she was on her way to meet someone who was likely more dangerous than being alone ever would be. deciding she was done wasting time on maeve and her far too 'better than you' vibe, niamh turned for the door. she hummed at the question, a hint of cruelty somehow finding its way into the sound. "aren’t you the all powerful witch? perhaps a bit more time studying then," she tossed the answer over her shoulder. "not like you spend time doing much else. that would require friends."
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Leigheas was at once a prison and a comfort. It was where Maeve spent most of her time growing up, under the watchful eye of her mother or, more commonly, an assortment of sisters. In the back room she had watched them brew potions a thousand times; had stood at the table and cut and ground and measured ingredients; there, in the corner she had tucked herself into a chair and leafed through the family grimoire in any spare moment that arose. Back then she had wanted to be anywhere but the shop, anywhere but underfoot. Now? Well… as long as she was left to her own devices, it could almost be heaven.
She'd taken the late shift for that brief respite from her family, and the time had slipped by without her even really noticing. The bell above the door rang and she looked up in surprise, eyes hitting the clock before the customer. "Oh— we close soon." Five minutes ago, really. "Can I help you find what you're looking for?"
"chill, it’s just me," niamh sighed, car keys jingling softly from where they loosely dangled from her fingers. there's a regular hint of annoyance to her voice that seemed to tinge every word spoken to her younger sister. an annoyance she had done less and less to hide as the years went on. gaze flicking briefly over to maeve, stepped further into the shop to begin looking through the shelves. she fingered a few bottles, clearly looking for something specific. "hey, where's the-" niamh cut herself off, grinning as she found what she was looking for. the last thing she wanted was help from her oh so powerful sister. the mere thought was enough to have her mentally scoffing. niamh held up the three bottles of herbs that she'd grabbed. "put these on my tab."
