#imogen capp

It was a prediction she kept to herself, as the issue was mostly about herself. She just didn't feel like being besieged by hordes of Capps right this second, not after the gaffe she'd made when going to visit the pregnant Patience and being turned away for bringing two sisters with her. Being frowned at by a burly bodyguard butler who was literally Bigfoot was an experience she never wanted to repeat!

However, needs must, and Miranda slipped on her signature ice cool blue glasses to meet guests arriving in the foyer. Patience was among the first and the young woman, clad in soft cashmere, lilac and grey, wrapped her arms around her 'aunt' (her mother Juliette was Miranda's cousin, so aunt was an easier term than some clunky alternative that everybody guessed at but nobody really knew). "Clovis sends his apologies, he's home with Lysander," Patience said in Miranda's ear, still holding her. A very polite thing to issue the status of the plus one to the party host.

The birthday girl herself enjoyed the benefits of being a guest at her party rather than the burden of organisation. Miranda gifted her baby sister a mocha brown suit to wear in her newfound years as a woman of a more distinguished age; Ginger changed into it immediately and sang the praises of her sister's choice all throughout the evening. "Ladies, gentlemen, honoured guests - my style icon," she had announced after tapping a silver spoon to a champagne glass. Her sweeping arm and upturned palm were directed at Miranda, who received applause.

The latter fact was twofold because of the former: Imogen's cousin Camembert was now her step-brother thanks to her mum Desdemona marrying her former uncle Xander, and she'd kicked off her university years by joining the Annya Var Fruhm sorority. None of the other girls batted an eye at the interconnected web spun by the Capp family, as most of them were either in that web already or had some idea about it. Besides, Imogen turning up to campus with her toga styled into a rave outfit had been a far more interesting topic.

Back at home, Desdemona was giving her sister Ariel some grace for taking her meals anywhere but the dining room where the family usually gathered, for the time being. She'd been so lovely about it all, including a generous donation to the reception catering fund that she insisted on when Des protested, but it had to be hard watching your former love find happiness with your sister, amicable divorce or not.

More time! He wanted more time within the village in which he and Titania had performed their most powerful spell and transformed two families forever. He wanted to see how the next generation grappled with the line between mundane and magic, misery and marvels. It was already a treat to live with his son-in-law, Sebastian Monty, and see the ramifications of "taking a side" within the ever-ongoing conflict with the Capp family. Viola's son, Leonato, was in the classic teenage conundrum of finding a Capp girl attractive. It was all so wonderful, how history could repeat.

Oberon poured all of this out to the skeletal shadow of death when it came for him, long-lived as he already was. The fae being relented, with the express reminder that such a bargain would not come cheap.

Remember your own power, Your Highness. Everything has a price.

Seeing Quinn toss her cap in the air made Imogen remember who she was: a Capp heiress. Not at the top of that pile, mind you, but still a woman with the Capp name. And if she was going to keep the perks of that name, she had to prove her pudding. So, in addition to keeping up her relationship with Teddy and working on her own assignments, Imogen took cousins and sorority sisters Hollis and Summer under her wing as well, despite being a relatively fresh sophomore to their seen-it-all junior years. Altruism - the quality that never went out of style!

Imogen specifically had an edge that Teddy hadn't seen in others he'd met since moving to campus. They'd carried on from their teenage romance, now with freedom to hook up whenever, wherever, no parents to bug them about homework and getting a good night's sleep. Nah, Teddy was all about independent choice these days, and he wanted to see Imogen in her customised rave-kimono styled toga, and without it when the mood was right, all day, every day.

Word came from mum's side of the family - her step-relations with the Capps - that they weren't best pleased Teddy got held back a semester with a GPA that he paid dust. Dad was more forgiving which was very much a Weiss thing, though it did make Teddy feel bad for not trying harder, so he switched the topic to ask after his horde of little sisters. He would be on the phone for a good half an hour more at least.

Xander's hand sank like a stone in Ariel's grasp. Yes, they did it feel it, or a lack thereof: the love that was gone, not to be replaced with hate either, just... gone. They almost wished it was because of a fight or a blowup or some kind so it would feel justified, or have some kind of reason. But no - Ariel was simply speaking the truth into the world and making it real. The marriage was over.

Not long after Xander and Camembert left the beach house to return to the Roth family home in the country, Imogen also had to let go of Sea Hawk. Nursing such a good bird boy back to full health was the most fulfilling thing she'd ever done, and in her teen angst, she thought it might be the only great thing she'd do. However, it was also the right thing to do. Sea Hawk belonged to no cage. With a beat of his wings, stronger than ever, he launched himself towards the ocean. He eventually looked like a little squiggle a child would draw to represent a bird in a scribbled blue sky. Imogen stifled a sob in her hand and let her knees crumple to meet the sand.