#rebelsroused

Harry stumbled across the forest floor, one hand clutching his temple while the other tried desperately to gain purchase on the trunk of the tree that was currently keeping him upright. Another stab to his head came and he cried out, Uma's voice resounding in his skull as he struggled forward through the brush, away from her.

Everything hurt with every step he set but he had to fight it, or else he'd have nothing left. He already didn't though, aside from Gil, who followed her like Harry had from the time they were mere children. From the time Uma had decided to use her powers to garner a following.

But they were free now! Free from the Isle, yet not free from her, never free from her. The memories of his father were vague by now, not having seen the man since he'd been but a child, found and dragged to the Isle for his parentage alone. But he wanted— needed to go home!

Elayne gave the blond a once over, tilting her head at the girls appearance. Very princess like. She had apparently been all for the children of the Isle coming to Auradon. Elayne hadn’t expect that but she wasn't going to say anything. She slowly stuck her hand out, still a little cautious. “So you’re like my cousin, right? Step-Cousin or whatever?”

"So you're the reason lil old me can't get a business started 'round here, huh?" Freddie said as she walked up to the student she'd been pointed at. Go figure he was Tiana's son, the one who'd got mixed up in her daddy's debt. Well hey, maybe he either wouldn't recognise her despite the outfit, or he didn't hold past grudges, who knows.

“Thanks, it’s from the line of ‘fuck off’ made by ‘leave me alone’.” She’s says, burning blues turning to him. “I’ve no time for whatever it is you’re trying to butter me up for. Whatever it is the answer is no.”

Alexander gripped his chest at her attitude, feigning hurt though his eyes sparkle with mischief. Clearly he's been a proper influence on her, just listen to all that vulgarity! He's loving it~

"Why princess you wound me, I would never!" He exclaims, his mirth even audible. Needless to say, he most certainly would indeed.

𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐄  𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃  𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓  𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐓  𝐘𝐎𝐔  ,  𝐀  𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐄  𝐎𝐅  𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒  𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄   𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑

Alexander’s smirk turned frigid. He’d been flirting with her because it was fun and he’d enjoyed the presence she exuded, but clearly it was time to rid the missus of her delusions of grandeur. He knew very well why she’d stuck by him. Becoming a queen through him would be far too easy. As a mere Lady, she did not deserve the right.

heroes → enemies starters

“It’s different when you’re not the one in power, isn’t it big brother?” She purred at him, blue flames coating her hands and bright blue streaks standing out amongst black curls. Her outfit looked darker and more punk-like as well, but she found she preferred this look to the one that she’d started dubbing ’trying too hard’ recently. Stepping away from her mother was the best decision she’d ever made.

“You should have just let things be when you had the chance, but instead you tried to attack me, take Ben and my crew! You didn’t really think I’d jus roll over and let you like when we were kids, did you? I’m not playing by mom’s rules anymore!”