Andrew, Ashley, and Julia, but it's just 90% of the time Ashley trying every conceivable way to kill Julia, who made a deal with the devil to stay alive for as long as Andrew is alive.
It's just the everyday routine of Andrew dealing with being on the run from cops, assassin, and cults while also losing his already slipping sanity at Ashley's murderous antics and Julia just being smug about it.
Occasional Coffincest here and there, but it's always interrupted, much to Ashley's burning rage, by Julia.
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“Maddie, there you are!” With haste, Harry made his way over to the other Gothitelle. “We’ve been lookin’ for ya. It’s Elizabeth, she’s apparently run off somewhere. The other two are itching to get going after her, so-” he stopped himself as he got a better look at Madeleine. She didn’t look so good. It was clear that she was upset over something. Had she been crying ... ?
“Maddie, what’s wrong?” Harry inched a little closer to her. “Is it Liz, or something else? You can tell me, yeah?”
While everyone was busy looking after Elizabeth, Madeleine had stepped away to compose herself. She was still rather emotional after what had happened earlier, but she managed to pull herself together for the most part. When she heard Harry calling to her, however, the Gothitelle's heart sank a bit.
Elizabeth ran off?
Now she certainly had questions about this, but before she could even begin to ask them, Harry had then voiced his concern for her. Wondering what was wrong.
...Oh, right, her face. It must've still been evident that she had been crying a little while ago. Regardless, Madeleine straightened herself out a bit before going on to explain.
"Somebody asked me about my trainer recently. I, uh... I ended up recounting my past experiences, and... well, when you realize your childhood's been stolen from you, and you'll never be able to go back to fix it... it kind of takes a toll on you, emotionally." After a pause, she sighed with a weak smile. "I'm sorry, it... it can be really hard to let certain things go."
Harry didn’t have much else to say in response. His usual energy seemed to have gone.
“I’m sorry, Madeleine. I can’t even begin to imagine ...” he stumbled over the words. For once, he wasn’t really sure what to say. “If you’d like, the three of us can go after her? Or we can wait a bit till you for better or something. What do you think?”
“We can’t wait for too long,” Cesare walked up then, looking quite concerned. “I understand you’re feeling hurt, Maddie, but Elizabeth’s missing. She could be anywhere -- if you need to stay here that’s alright, but I gotta go as quickly as possible.”
Harry pursed his lips. Cesare really could have been more tactful, but he guessed he did have a bit of a point. Maybe...
Madeleine's brows furrowed a little. While Cesare's words may have been a bit sharp, he was right; if Elizabeth was missing, they needed to go look for her before she fell out of reach. Now wasn't a good time to keep mulling over the past. With that in mind, she brushed a finger under her eyes and replied with some confidence. "No, no, it's okay. I'll be alright. We have to find her. Did you guys see where she went?"
"She took off from behind the house," Perseus called, quickly approaching the group. "Her bedroom window was left open, and we found tracks leading into the woods. We better hurry before the snow covers them up." He crossed his arms after looking Madeleine over for a moment, his eyes narrowing a bit with uncertainty. "...Are you sure you're going to be okay?"
Madeleine looked him directly in the eye and gave a subtle nod. "Yeah." To the three of them, she added, "I'm ready whenever you guys are."
< the group has left to search for Elizabeth. >
(( Madeleine/Perseus’s parts by @ask-nebulousmeadows, art and Harry/Cesare’s parts by me, @askgothitelle ))
The duo quickly approached Madeleine; Cesare had a tight grip on Harry’s hand the whole way. Harry wasn’t sure why he needed to hold on to him so tightly, but he went along with it.
“Here’s Harry,” Cesare said as he and Harry stopped in place.
Harry gave Madeleine a wave. “It’s good to see you. Hope you’ve been holding up,” he said, “Though I guess this really ain’t the time for small talk, huh?”
“We can go now, then, right?” Cesare asked, “I think we’re ready and all.”
Harry gazed upon Cesare for a few seconds. He furrowed his brow. Hadn’t Cesare just met up with Madeleine when he’d come looking for him? This all seemed rather rushed.
“Hey, Chez,” Harry said. “You talked to your mom and sister yet? They need to know you’re going to be out a while. Go talk to them.”
Cesare froze.
... He’d completely forgotten to talk to his own family about leaving. Granted, it was unlikely that the trio of Gothitelle were going to leave right this second, but, like Harry said, Anna and Cesare’s mother ought to know. Better not make it so they thought he’d run away. He was known for doing that ...
Cesare sighed. “Right. I’ll be back in a few.”
He teleported away, leaving just Harry and Madeleine for the moment. Harry then turned his attention to Madeleine.
“So, Maddie. What’s going on here? Elizabeth’s actin’ weird, is that it? Cesare said you could explain better ...?”
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Cesare parroted Madeleine with a somewhat confused tone. Despite being a Psychic type and having a Lucario for a mother, he’d never been that good at reading others. Still, he thought over what the older Gothitelle had just said.
“Well, I mean ... I guess she seemed a bit different than usual the last time I talked to her. The way she carried herself and all ... she was like, more forward maybe? More peppy? Not to say that she’s timid or anything, but, you know Elizabeth, right?
I just figured she was either in a really good mood that day, or she was actually in a bad mood and trying not to show it. But since you said she’s been acting weird ...”
Cesare looked down at the ground and shuffled his feet in the snow. This was a rather concerning new development to him ...
“But, Madeleine -- that’s how you say it, right? I’ve seen you around -- are you gonna be heading back soon, to go see what’s up with Liz? Would you mind if I came with? I mean, if I can be of any assistance -- I could go get An -- no, Harry, if you wanted, too? He’s a stronger Psychic than me, so maybe he’ll be able to pick up something...”
Harry quickly turned in his seat to face the direction of the familiar voice calling out to him.
It was Cesare, running towards him, and seemingly ready to run out of breath. The kid was definitely in a hurry, was it something urgent?
Harry then turned back to the Gothitelle sitting besides him. “Mama ... one minute, please.”
He stood up and brushed himself off. He then went around the bench and jogged over to Cesare, the snow crunching beneath his feet. He grabbed Cesare’s arms just before he nearly ran into him, effectively holding him in place.
“What do you need?” the taller Gothitelle asked. “I’m in the middle of-”
“Elizabeth,” Cesare gasped, “There’s something wrong with her, like, really wrong. I think? I guess. Madeleine’s here. Can explain better.”
Something was wrong with Elizabeth? Harry pursed his lips as he gave Cesare a brief stare. He had to confess that he didn’t know Elizabeth particularly well, but he had talked to her before, and she seemed like a nice girl. He had no idea what had happened, but he felt sorry for her at any rate.
But, Madeleine was there? And she had approached Cesare?
Seeing as Cesare and Elizabeth were good friends, Harry could only figure Madeleine was reaching out to those close to the small Gothitelle. So, indeed, it must be pretty urgent, he concluded.
“You want my help,” Harry said.
“Please, Harry,” Cesare pleaded, “This is really important. Your Psychic powers are really good, right? You’ll come over and look her over, right?”
This meant a lot to Cesare. He gave the tall Gothitelle his own stare in return, and the two locked gazes for a moment.
Harry, meanwhile, continued to think this over. Madeleine and Elizabeth lived a good deal away; this meant he and Cesare would be traveling a sizable distance to get their destination. His thoughts drifted to his mother. She was moving freely again, though she was still a little shaky. They’d talked, and she’d just gotten a load off her chest in the process. She’d be fine while he was away, he was sure.
The two Gothitelle’s staring contest ended with Harry turning away to look at his mother, before turning back to Cesare.
“I will come with you. I’d be ... happy to assist. Give me one moment, though, yeah? Gotta go talk to Mama.”
Cesare let out another sigh of relief. He watched as Harry talked to his mother -- it was good to see she was out and about. She’d been sick, supposedly. Or at least, not feeling her best.
After a short while, Harry was back at Cesare’s side. “Ready, when you are,” he said.
Cesare took Harry’s hand and led him back to Madeleine.
