𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕆𝕨𝕝 𝕃𝕒𝕕𝕪

“My life isn’t as glorious as my WANTED posters make it look,”

Semi-Selective roleplay and ask blog for Eda Clawthorne from The Owl House. Heavy on the headcanons. -Penned by Ace

They scoff at her suggestion, rolling their eyes as they hear her. They’d had this planned out for the better part of a month, only to be completely upended in a matter of seconds. No, sneaking in as a guard wasn’t going to work. “Don’t you think it would seem just a little bit suspicious if all of a sudden a guard no one knows shows up? Right after some wild witches were rescued?”

Deep down, they know that she’s just trying to help after messing up their plan. But right now, when they look at her, they can’t help but feel some anger begin to rise up. It’s not her they’re frustrated at necessarily, just the fact that they can’t seem to get away from her. All they wanted after they broke up was to forget, but they didn’t seem to have been given that luxury.

“I had been planning this for a long time, I don’t think it can be solved that easily.” They will themself to calm down a little, trying not to lash out again. “I’ll probably just have to wait for my next opening and go from there.”

“Sure, you could wait for another opportunity,” Eda said with a shrug, “Or, you can go with this one. They might be expecting this caravan, but they pull in Wild Witches from all over these days. It’s not implausible for some sucker from the Knee to get roped into transporting one very wanted Witch to the Conformitorium. In fact, it couldn’t wait,” It wasn’t a foolproof plan, but it could work. Belos wanted all wild witches in a coven before the Day of Unity and since then, the effort to convert, capture and seek them out had reached a fever pitch. “They’ll be too jazzed about capturing the infamous Bard Witch to give it much thought. Besides, no one is going to think we’re working together so long as you keep glaring at me like that,”

Pestered - ACCEPTING

"Probably not," Eda snorted, "And thats...F I N E. It's fine."

Apricate

Apricate means to bask in the sun, to sunbathe. If you got this result, I think you're made of pure sunlight. The warmth you radiate makes people around you feel safe, and I think it's such a wonderful thing. 

“Sure. If ya wanna take all the fun out of it elder criminal. I guess you just don’t understand my brillant methods. The years are wasted on the elder. Couple of Oldies.” 

“Ah, when the baby criminals think they got it all figured out. So young. So Naive. So full of innocence,”