#kempybowe

     ❛ oh   oh really? well! the feeling is more than mutual, princess merida! ❜ with THAT he slams his book shut and is on his way out of the room. he doesn't know HOW kida manages to get along so well with the younger girl.

/ late nights.

he snorts so hard, the water he’s trying to drink ends up in his lungs.  

jason would expect no less from her, really; there was a vitality in merida’s whole being, the likes of which he couldn’t just compare to fire — no, it was something else.  relentless, boisterous, sometimes dimmed but never fully out.  if, fates forbid, something were to cut her life short, somehow she’d fight and strain her way back.

even if it was just to haunt a friend.  moments later, jason finally regains composure, with the chortling dying down, and the risk of drowning over a sip of water gone.  he hiccoughs at her, deeply amused:

          ❛    i know it can be hard adjusting to a new place.    ❜ she hopes she doesn't sound like an authority figure who is out of touch with adolescent reality. ororo remembers all too well the turbulent emotions of young adulthood. gentle hands guide the young girl to a more private area of the school, where they might speak in private.  ❛    i'd like to say you're taking everything quite in stride. i'm very proud of the effort you've put towards integrating into the school. but         it's perfectly natural to miss home, child.    ❜

           “  it’s only some light reading !!  ”    belle wrinkles her nose playfully at the scottish princess before laying her freshly unpacked books on the guest bed.   a childhood giddiness overwhelms her.   she has always wanted to travel   -----   she places far and away from the places she’d seen or even imagined.   of course,   she never dreamed she’d become a queen with the means and duty with which to do so.