#sharedpast

"Hello! Welcome t--Oh!" Flora gasps, a dainty hand raising to cover her mouth for a moment. She recognizes the person who has just walked into her shop, not from her own past, but from someone else's. She's been shown pictures, and been told quite a bit about her over the years. Stories that fascinated and thrilled her, but made her feel... other things as well. She had always wondered why those two were okay with this young lady accompanying them... What had made her different? What made her better? And what exactly is it that has driven her to return?

Flora can't imagine that Emmy would be looking for her, so perhaps the boys have gone and disappeared again and she's hoping to find them here...? Flora knows, or course, that it is entirely possible that this woman has no idea who she is... or that this might not actually be who she thinks it is at all. She has learnt that, unlike the uniquely designed automatons of her hometown, humans can look rather similar to each other by coincidence, even if they're not related at all. (This seems very inefficient to her, but she has long since accepted that this is simply the way that her fellow humans are.) She should probably start asking some questions before she gets lost enough in thought to create an unpleasantly long silence!

Presenting the case @sharedpast -> ( ft ; Angela Ledore )

Its been about a year now since their father and Luke disappeared. Just nineteen now and he was the youngest inspector and still no leads as to where their famous father and former shadow of an apprentice went. Rosa said something about figuring the mysteries of Katrielle's past for them to be a ❝ real ❞ family but that did that even mean ? Were they not already ?

Its what brought him outside of the Ledore home. Sitting on the porch to the garden as he smoked. His head against the houses wall as he idly did it. A habit he picked up this past year as he hardly heard the door opening. Angela coming out as he jumped nearly an inch out of his skin. ❝ You are a lot more quieter than you appear. ❞ He tilts his gaze over to her before returning it to where it was. Looking upward at the dark skies.

It was nice to be away. ❝ I appreciate you inviting us out here ... it's good for her to be away from London for a bit ... She needed it. ❞ He needed it. He hardly had time to process through this on his own , much less with a kid to look after now. The idea still foreign to him. Katrielle in the eyes of the law now was his child. It's not what he expected himself to be doing at this age but he couldn't imagine someone else caring for her.

The imposing if rundown hotel was said among other things to be haunted if you believed the marketing material. It also had an owner who was improbably a friend of Mayura’s dad from college. This combination had lead Loki to believe that he had been cursed by a mountain of bad luck or the victim of another well planned conspiracy.

Whatever the case he was running after his assistant as she ran right into the young woman in front of them.

“Ow ow that hurt. Ah I’m terribly sorry I didn’t see you there. I was caught up in the air of strange mystery.”

A debate of the heart with @sharedpast ft; Flora Reinhold

❝ You can't go! ❞ A pause as his voice that is hardly raised echos through that alleyway. ❝ I don't want to say good bye again. I can't ! I WON'T! ❞ Hershel never rose his voice. Not even when he was cross with someone unless absolutely necessary. Tears threatened to fall as he tightens his fist on itself. Biting the inside of his cheek as he bites back the sobs he wish to release.

Watching her turn the corner as running footsteps rush past him. Barely looking up the confirmation she was gone hits him. He does not blame Luke for stating the obvious. He knew. He just wish it wasn't.

She was gone. Claire was gone again and he had so desperately wished to not say goodbye again. Cruel was the world that he lost the woman he loved so dearly twice in his life....

Turning away he holds the brim of his hat. His shoulder shake as he lets the tears he'd been holding back spill down his tanned cheeks as he hides his eyes for a moment with he brim of said hat. The quiet sobs escaping him as he gently takes the top hat he was always seen wearing off as he feels a gently hand on his jacket as he doesn't need to look. Pressing his hat to his chest his other arm wraps around the girl and pulls her close.

Words choking in his throat.

❝ For...forgive me dear girl... ❞ His voice shakes as he feels tears travel down his neck as he looks upwards. It was not a very gentlemanly display as the dignified professor shook. Taking deeper breaths as he continues to let the tears to fall.

Since the days of St. Mystere he didn't want Flora to come to harm. Wanting to keep her safe so he never had to see what happened to Claire all those years ago happen again. But that was no excuse for what he had done.

Hershel's dorm room was dead silent save for the sounds of the two lovers and their hot breathing. Well, and the sound of clothes shuffling and shifting off of their skin to reach the bed or floor underneath them. The archaeologist was taking quite a time to strip Claire as she leaned over him on his bed with a smirk to her lips and a devious look in her eyes. Everything about Claire was intoxicating, addicting, and they hadn't even gotten to being fully nude yet. This would be their first, though, so he had to make it as romantic and as slow as possible. Not so much for himself, but for her. Fortunately, this wasn't the first time he'd slept with someone. A strange fact, when everyone knew him as the timid archaeology student who always had his head into his books as he avidly kept his grade to an all-time high. He knew how this worked and what he had to do, but it had never been as... important, than it felt it needed to be here. This was a time entirely devoted to the love Hershel and Claire felt for each other. Claire admitting that she'd thought about the two of them making love before made him blush and pause the hand that was reaching under her unbuttoned shirt to pull it off of her. His gaze lowered to her bra for a moment before it rose back up to her gaze. He made a weak, sheepish noise as he smiled. He gave a shaky nod.

"I am sorry. For all of it."

So simple. They'd say it in a heartbeat if they thought it would offer the young Triton boy any comfort, instead of making things worse. But how could it? The very traits that they admire most about Luke--that steadfast kindness and generosity that had earned him a place in their heart despite every effort to keep him out--are the same reason they know he will never forgive Des. He will never understand how they could feel pained by their own actions in Misthallery, how they could regret all the terror they were inflicting on the Tritons in the middle of doing it, and yet remain committed to the effort from start to finish...And then repeat it all over again years later with Sycamore. Luke simply isn't capable of it, much like his mentor, and Des is certain he never will be.

Thirty years and they have never managed to explain to even themself why their life had to be devoted to this--only that it had to be done. They had no choice, even when they had every choice. If they can't even explain it to themself, how could they possibly expect him to? It's unforgivable. They know that. They've made peace with that. The best thing they can do is make sure he never ends up crossing paths with Descole again.

both? both :]c

Randall:

attractiveness:

repulsive / hideous / ugly / not attractive / unappealing / not unattractive / meh / no preference / ok / mildly attractive / nice looking / cute / adorable / attractive / pleasant on the eyes / good looking / hot / sexy / beautiful / gorgeous / hot damn / would tap that / perfect / godlike / holy fuck there are no words.

personality:

grating / irritating / frustrating / boring / confusing / awkward / unreasonable / psychotic / disturbing / interesting / engaging / affectionate / aggressive / ambitious / anxious / artistic / bad tempered / bossy / charismatic / appealing / unappealing / creative / courageous / dependable / unreliable / unpredictable / predictable / devious / dim / extroverted / introverted / egotistical / gregarious / fabulous / impulsive / intelligent / sympathetic / talkative / up beat / peaceful / calming / badass / flexible.

how likely they would have sex with them:

not if they were the last person on earth and the world was ending / fuck no! / never / no way / not likely / not sure / indifferent / I’m asexual / maybe / probably / it depends / fairly likely / likely / yeah sure / yes / would tap that / hell yes / fuck yes! / wishing that could happen right now / as many times as possible / we are already having sex.

level of friendship:

never in a million years / worst of enemies / enemies / rivals / indifferent / neutral / acquaintance / friendly toward each other / casual friends / friends / good friends / best friends / fuck buddies / bosom buddies / practically the same person / would die for them / true friends / my only friend.

first impression of them:

i hate them so much / i don’t like them / i don’t trust them / they annoy me / they’re weird / I’m indifferent / meh / they seem alright / they’re growing on me / truce / I think I like them / I like them / I’m not sure if I trust them / I trust them / they’re cool / they’re genuine / I think we’re going to get along / I really like them / I think I’m in love / oh fuck they’re hot / I love them.

current impression of them:

i hate them so much / i don’t like them / i don’t trust them / they annoy me / they’re weird / I’m indifferent / meh / they seem alright / they’re growing on me / truce / I think I like them / I like them / I’m not sure if I trust them / I trust them / they’re cool / they’re genuine / I think we’re going to get along / I really like them / I think I’m in love / oh fuck they’re hot / I love them.

Angela:

attractiveness:

repulsive / hideous / ugly / not attractive / unappealing / not unattractive / meh / no preference / ok / mildly attractive / nice looking / cute / adorable / attractive / pleasant on the eyes / good looking / hot / sexy / beautiful / gorgeous / hot damn / would tap that / perfect / godlike / holy fuck there are no words.

personality:

grating / irritating / frustrating / boring / confusing / awkward / unreasonable / psychotic / disturbing / interesting / engaging / affectionate / aggressive / ambitious / anxious / artistic / bad tempered / bossy / charismatic / appealing / unappealing / creative / courageous / dependable / unreliable / unpredictable / predictable / devious / dim / extroverted / introverted / egotistical / gregarious / fabulous / impulsive / intelligent / sympathetic / talkative / up beat / peaceful / calming / badass / flexible.

how likely they would have sex with them:

not if they were the last person on earth and the world was ending / fuck no! / never / no way / not likely / not sure / indifferent / I’m asexual / maybe / probably / it depends / fairly likely / likely / yeah sure / yes / would tap that / hell yes / fuck yes! / wishing that could happen right now / as many times as possible / we are already having sex.

level of friendship:

never in a million years / worst of enemies / enemies / rivals / indifferent / neutral / acquaintance / friendly toward each other / casual friends / friends / good friends / best friends / fuck buddies / bosom buddies / practically the same person / would die for them / true friends / my only friend.

first impression of them:

i hate them so much / i don’t like them / i don’t trust them / they annoy me / they’re weird / I’m indifferent / meh / they seem alright / they’re growing on me / truce / I think I like them / I like them / I’m not sure if I trust them / I trust them / they’re cool / they’re genuine / I think we’re going to get along / I really like them / I think I’m in love / oh fuck they’re hot / I love them.

current impression of them: