#spellsealed

QUESTIONING  PROMPTS  (accepting)

            there’s  a  delay  in  his  reply ,  trying  to  find  the  right  words  for  this  instance.  so  much  happened  to  them  in  such  a  short  time  span ,  they’ve  HARDLY  had  a  chance  to  catch  their  breath.  so  much  for  nothing  trying  to  kill  them  in  her  world.

          images  of  that  day  constantly  flooded  his  mind ;  the  look  of  horror  as  watched  his  family  sit  helplessly  as  he  plummeted  to  his  assumed  demise.  it  wasn’t  until  they  were  completely  of  his  view  did  he  realize  what  was  happening.  that  HE  had  let  him  go.   

                          “ i heard you did well on your test last week,  amity. ”

                           for him to be out of the lab this early is unusual  --  at least,  it is when odalia isn’t influencing him to go anywhere.  maybe he’s out and about because she isn’t home and somebody needs to be around if the kids need anything ...  or maybe he’s decided that he needs a break after working on the abomitons for long hours several days in a row.  either way,  he’s trying his best.

@spellsealed​ said: forgiveness - that’s the key, isn’t it? it’s the only way to really grow. (from jane)

[ x - accepting ]

He shrugged as he thought it over. Not everyone deserved forgiveness if you asked him. But if you asked him why he wasn’t sure he could give a real solid answer. “I don’t know. Does everyone deserve it? Forgiveness, I mean.”

                       accepting ( musa @spellsealed​ )

with a dramatic sigh, the princess of solaria looked over at her friend. “come on, don’t be like that. we all know that i’m the drama queen out of our group~” a joke to try and lighten the mood, before she leaned against musa in an attempt to be supportive. “rivin was a jerk, you can do so much better than him. we’ll find someone who appreciates you for how awesome and stylin’ you are. not to mention talented.”

“    i    never    looked    good    in    mom    jeans.    ”

Colorful spots dance in Amity’s vision as her eyes blink open. Her mind swimming in a daze trying to figure out what happened. Slowly the events of the day come back. She can remember escaping from the city, a satchel with the lost heir crown hidden inside bouncing on her back as guards yell for her to stop and yell at one another to stop her.

She certainly wasn’t in the city now, was she even in Aurealis Kingdom anymore? Wherever she was it was dark, her arms were tied too. Was she tied to a chair?! Where was she?! She had to think, to remember. She’d ran into the woods, her Abominations were keeping the guards at bay. She needed someplace to hide, she wasn’t looking and she tripped. She fell through some brush and tumbled into a rock wall. Is that how she was knock out? No. She remembered continuing to tumble even after she thought she hid the wall. It was a spell, an illusion. She stopped falling in a meadow, before a tower...

The tower! That’s where she was! She’d climbed up it to hide! But something hit her. What or who hit her? Was it the the guards? No matter, she had to escape. She couldn’t get taken back there, not when she was so close to be freeing! All she needed to do was escape with her satchel...

Visits to Auradon Prep were far more common now that he was in high school, he was glad about it as he got to me so many more new people. Camelot was small, but everyone knew everyone it seemed. It did not help that most kids went to the school in Camelot, and many then went on to Camelot University. But he enjoyed being able to come to Auradon Prep and see some of his friends, he considered them friends at least, he saw Jane from across the way and gave her a wave, before striding up to come see her, “Hey,” he greeted a bit awkwardly, as was fully expected of Art by now, “Anything I can help you with?”

The silence felt uncomfortably heavy on the young witch’s shoulders as she stood at the edge of the market, waiting with Willow. Luz had said they wanted to meet up for the three of them to do something -- what that something was, Luz had failed to clarify. Amity had thought little on it, though. But then, she hadn’t realized that Luz would have been running late as they were, leaving her alone with Willow.

Things might have been improving between the two, but Amity was well aware that things were far from being fixed, and without Luz there to be something of a mediator between the two, she wasn’t sure what to say, what to do. Should she even say something? Or, would that simply make things worse for the situation they were stuck in?