With a ripple of faint lavender light glittering with white, he steps through a portal that previously remained unseen. Modified to fit his wonderful witchy cousin, of course! Yup, he’ll believe that once he sees the kid responsible and give them the big brother talk. His smirk says more than his words ever could. You should know by now that I’m a complete sucker for sugar.” She lifts her head back up, glancing up at the lovely dork of her cousin, with a grin that is almost daring.
That would just defeat the purpose of here. Madotsuki wouldn’t DARE bring in junk to interfere with that. Besides, she’s sure that Fleur already knows there are loose ends anyways, he doesn’t need a munchkin of a tiny witch to tell him.Īgain, this is his home away from home, this is where he comes to feel at home and get away from it all.
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But she doesn’t know how to point that out without sounding like she’s being biased and condemning his home, which is not what she wants at all, so she decides to leave that bit quiet. Though of course, if home is failing to feel like home for Fleur, then that’s probably a subtle sign that there are things there that need to be sorted out– which if she’s being honest, isn’t too surprising. Sure, knowledge is power and all that jazz, but when it comes to such… abstract yet deep things such as the sensation of home being far more welcoming than at home, sometimes the logical/rational reasons either aren’t as satisfactory, or, sometimes some things don’t need some ulterior motive to pull on its strings, they just, are. Sometimes it is, after all, often more enticing to see the shiny wrapped present than to see what’s inside, isn’t it?” Unless it’s an ill-natured/hearted present. – “A mystery or two is okay to be left like that rather than chase everything out curiosity. “you’d probably love nearly all of the trademarked sweets.” Best to leave it be, perhaps? “would you like anything to drink or to eat? the snacks around here are to die for.” He doesn’t say where “here” is though. His footsteps are nigh soundless against the floorboards, only a faint shuffling that sounds more like terrycloth of a robe than it does cotton of socks. It’s all well and good but at the end of the day, you have to notice what you have rather than what you don’t. best to leave it be, and enjoy what i have while i have it, right kiddo?” It’s a gentle jab towards her and her persistence on being… how should I say… ever so diligent in her ways of REVENGE. “i could never figure out why, and for once i didn’t chase the curiosity.
it’s always felt more like home than the other one that i built.” He huffs out a bit of laughter. “when push comes to shove, this is where i come to get away from it all. Ever try walking in the sand with nobody else around and only the sea to talk to you? It’s quite soothing, even if you can’t always understand what the sea is saying back to you. It felt more natural to walk around in his socks or even just his bare feet. His lips twitch upwards into a gentle smile, that of which brings a slight twinkle to his eyes as he takes off his boots to set them aside─ mere force of habit than anything else. He watches her walk over to the bean bag and sprawl over it. He’d not say a word of how at home he feels in a timeline so far from this home that he couldn’t put any description to it other than ‘humble chaos’. He’d not say a word of how blood rituals were as normal as going grocery shopping, and that his only disagreement with it is how his housemate tracks bloody footprints through the halls like a child that came in from playing in puddles left by the rain. He’d not say a word of how he makes helicopters go ragdoll and occasionally turn into different shapes by morphing their structure ever so slightly. Unless asked how he spends his days lately, he’d not say a word of how spells like that were hardly a drop in the ocean of how he uses actually his magic. shoulders back, head up - defensive posturing. sharp-eyed glowers with notable tension in brows. being unable to move from current place / frozen still. tipping head back but maintaining eye contact. palms flat and facing outward.ĬONFIDENCE. loss of humor / taking everything too literal. italic only applies situationally / sometimesĭEFENSIVENESS.