#eviesheart

Starter Call: https://www.tumblr.com/eviesheart/725057276097036288

Returning to America after having spent the last three months in Japan was definitely a culture shock for Erika- but oh was it good to find herself back at her American Mansion Home…

Ever since her dear mother had to move to Tokyo upon Constance’s entry into Gracey Manor, Erika had taken it upon herself to spend half of her time with her mother in Japan, and the other half with her father and sister in America. It was a lot of travel, bit nothing an endless staircase room connecting all haunted locations could fix. The deathly still air of her familiar home was welcoming to the ghost girl, her suitcase in both hands as she admired the familiar sights and decor that surrounded her.

Home Sweet Home indeed…

Well- once she had actually gotten out of this room of nearly endless, winding staircases and into the main hall of the mansion yet again.

With a skip in her step that was exactly what she did, heart pounding and a smile on her face at the thought of seeing her dear father and little sister again- and she had even brought gifts and snacks from her journey to share!

Her mind was already racing with excitement as she approached the correct door, twisting the knob as her mind anticipated what she was going to come home to, there always seemed to be something exciting happening at Gracey Manor, it was one of the things she had missed most about the place while she had been abroad.

//Thank you!\\

CHILDHOOD HEADCANON:

Erika’s favourite ballet as a child was ‘Swan Lake’, though potentially the most popular, it was the very story that introduced her to ballet and the works of Tchaikovsky. It wasn’t at all uncommon to find the young ghost girl in her full ballet gear outside of her lessons, attempting to recreate the choreography she had once seen in the production. One year she was able to convince her father to make her a costume from it for halloween- a dress that allowed her to swap between Odette and Odile.

It was a story she would share with the other ghosts after seeing performances, and it had always been close to her heart- even having a book of the story on her nightstand. She often dreamed of being able to dance in this incredible ballet.

Even nowadays, though she has many favourite ballets after being exposed to and even performing in them- Swan Lake is very close to Erika’s heart and brought her to where she is today.

Thank you!

⭐️- Randall has had many, many journals over the centuries, filled to the brim with many, many designs-chiefly hats, of course, but he's also sketched dresses and accessories, filling them up front to back with not only these sketches, but suggestions for colors and patterns (including a few swatches tucked between the pages), as well as little notes about lengths, cuts, and so forth. He has them stacked up by his work station, and would let Evie (and her siblings) look through them when they asked, happy to show them what a term meant, or show them what color he referenced looked like.

"I'm sure it was," he sighed heavily, hugging her tight as he continued, "And if I could've had it my way, I would have never left you, your siblings, or your mother, I...I wanted to stay. If I could have, I would have, I...I would've given anything to stay, and watch you three grow up..."

At that, Randall chuckled shyly, before admitting, "I, uh...I did enjoy holding you as a wee one. You and your siblings both-I just...I was so happy to be a papa, it felt like a dream to hold you, and I...I dunno, maybe I thought if I let you go, the dream would end..."