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Post by ghoffman on Oct 20, 2013 21:51:26 GMT -5
| Rose sat and listened, at the edge of her seat to hear of what might have become of her younger sister. She remembered Ariel being so full of life and curiosity, though getting the girl to clean her room was a challenge at times and she rarely threw anything away. She held onto everything as though it had some significant meaning or was part of something much bigger no matter how insignificant and pointless the object was. As Rose heard about the girl with the red hair and how they had named her 'Mermaid' she tried to think that it might be Ariel, but she didn't know. Her face remained blank for some time before looking up, "I suppose it's only fair that I tell you why I'm asking." She said with a shrug, though her mind was trying to force her not to say anything, "I have several sisters, and we all... well we were all kind of scattered. This one that you mentioned that they called mermaid fits the description of my sister Ariel." She shrugged, "I don't know if it actually is her but it's interesting to think it might be."
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Rose shut herself up after that, silently cursing herself for having said that much at all. Outside Rose could appear to be the most genuinely nice person on the planet, but inside she was nothing but rage and bitterness towards everything that had happened to her. She spat at the memory of her parents and all that they had put her through and yet she didn't blame her sisters for any of it. That was the strange part.
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Post by Illyria on Oct 22, 2013 19:32:07 GMT -5
| Esmeralda looked down as she spoke thinking about the girl. "Well, I have been a lot of places. If you told me more of you sisters, I might know where they are." She said knowing that she would want to know everything she could if her family had been separated. "It's the least I can do for letting me stay here. Besides I would hope if the same happened to my family someone would tell me if they knew." |
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Post by ghoffman on Oct 26, 2013 20:26:43 GMT -5
| Rose sat in silence for a long time. This woman was asking her to revisit a time in her history that she'd blocked out. She never stopped caring for her sisters, which was what brought this up to start with but at the same time Rose didn't know if she was ready to go down that road yet. She sat for a long time before getting up and putting a record on the turntable. It was quiet violin music, music that almost seemed like the violin was crying, expressing the sadness that Rose felt about what happened to her sisters. Beyond that there wasn't much in Rose's past beyond anger and hate. Finally she spoke, "I'm the oldest of six sisters. The next oldest one to me has golden hair, her name is Cinderella. And then there's Belle, the girl never had her nose out of a book." Rose's blue eyes were staring off as though she were seeing their faces, one by one appear before her eyes, "Ariel, the one I think you spoke of from the orphanage, she has a twin named Aurora. She has golden hair as well, and then there's the youngest, skin as white as snow and hair as black as a Raven. I guess that's how she got her name; Snow White."
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Rose swallowed hard, "I'm sure that none of them have had the greatest life, not with that fucking bitch Grinhilde around." The venom started to come back to her voice as she spoke of their stepmother, the woman that was so jealous of them all that she started to send them all away one by one.
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Post by Illyria on Oct 26, 2013 20:53:47 GMT -5
| Esmeralda frowned slightly as she though of the descriptions she had just been given. "The youngest, you said her name was Snow White. How old would she be?" She asked realizing the similarity to the young girl she had met out in the woods only a few months ago. The poor girl lived with seven men. She had known there was something off about the situation but she had no idea it could be something so bad as a young girl forced out of her home. And then to have to live among so many men at her age. The whole thing made her know it had to be the woman's sister. |
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Post by ghoffman on Oct 26, 2013 21:00:21 GMT -5
| Rose sat and thought raising her eyebrows before blinking twice, "Um... probably fourteen." She said looking at the Roma woman, "Why? Have you seen her too?" Her eyebrow went up. Snow White was probably the sister she was the closest to due to Show White's young age when their mother died. Rose had taken care of her and helped raise her, when she wasn't being locked in a closet, or told to stay in her room because the family as having guests over and they feared that Rose would be an embarrassment to them. Rose could never figure out where that had come from since Ariel had the same features she did, why had she been so well treated whilst Rose had been so neglected and treated as such a disgrace to the family.
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Post by Illyria on Nov 22, 2013 15:51:03 GMT -5
| "The girl I mentioned earlier. That I met in the woods." Esmeralda said thinking of the girl so she could describe her just right. "She seemed like she was about that age. She had the black hair and pale skin as you mentions. She was dressed up as if she were a full grown woman, but I could tell by the way she acted and spoke she was younger. There's a good chance she is the sister you mentioned." If it was true she truly felt sorry for this Snow white and rose. It was a sad day when someone let their children scatter to live in such a way.
"I might be able lead you back there when I am rested. So you can confirm it for yourself. If you would like me too. I just have to stop in town to get some more supplies before I run out." |
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Post by ghoffman on Dec 13, 2013 18:30:24 GMT -5
| Rose sat and thought as the Gypsy told her that she probably knew where her youngest sister was. Did she really wanna go back down that road again? Would it attract any unwanted attention? She fidgeted with her hands while she thought. She even chewed on her lip as her mind wrestled with its self but finally she nodded, "Yeah.. yeah we should. They don't deserve this sort of treatment just so some fucking bitch can have the power all to herself." Rose could feel the anger coming up and she wasn't sure how much longer she'd be able to contain her hatred for what her parents did to her, but she couldn't bear the thought of her sibling suffering like she did, especially if what this woman said was true and Snow was being forced to live with seven men who were doing who knows what to her.
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Post by Illyria on Dec 13, 2013 20:12:43 GMT -5
| Esmeralda waited for an answer as the red haired woman thought over her decision. Rose answered in the way she had expected when she had offered. It would be an interesting trip, but she knew how important family was. Traveling with a stranger would be knew to her but it was worth it to make sure this woman could get her sisters back the life they had deserved from the beginning.
"I am always moving, therefore always ready to go. We can leave whenever you are ready. The only place I need to stop is town to gather a few more things for the trip. And of course to fill up." She said thinking how long a trip it could be if you didn't have all the things you needed. It would be at least a few days before they made it back to the woods where she had met the girl, if they didn't stop too often. "Maybe we can find the others after if you wish to keep going." |
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Post by ghoffman on Dec 13, 2013 21:28:33 GMT -5
| Rose shook her head, "We'll leave in the morning I think. I'll.. I'll need time to pack." The truth was Reose needed the rest of the night to really pull herself together. This was going to be a huge step for Roe emotionally. She had spent so many years cut off from everyone, she'd spent even longer hating the family life that she was about to dive back into but if she didn't do it who would? She was the oldest child, whether she liked it or not so it was her duty to her mother to do it, though what did she owe her? Her parents had locked her away and neglected her. It was their fault that she was the way she was, their fault that she had turned into a social recluse. But that wasn't who she was after now, she was doing this for her sisters. Rose stood, "Come on, I've got to start dinner. I was just gonna do up some pasta if that's ok?" She figured if the woman was going to be carting her around and taking her on her crusade to gather her sisters, "I'm sure we can get the others, though I should warn you, if our step-mother finds out she's going to try and stop us!"
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Post by Illyria on Jan 17, 2014 21:25:16 GMT -5
| Esmeralda smirked softly at the comment about the woman's step mother. "I am not inexperienced with people trying to get in my way. I would love to see how she tries." She found it almost amusing to see another person try to stop her from getting what she wanted. "And the pasta is good for me. Though please don't feel obligated to feed me. I do have food in my car."
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Post by ghoffman on Jan 17, 2014 23:09:33 GMT -5
| Rose stood and straightened out her straight leg, high waist jeans, "It's not a problem. You are going to help me recover my sisters, the least I can do is friggin' feed you." She smirked and signaled for Esmeralda to follow her. Rose made it into her kitchen, which was immaculate. She walked over and washed her hands, and made sure to turn the sink off as that was one thing that would drive her crazy was dripping water. It reminded her of that fucking closet under the stairs with the leaky pipes and the mold and the agley. The thought of it made her shiver, "Yes but most of the people who have probably tried to stop you weren't witches." She shrugged as she got a pot and got some water in it before turning it off. Two drops escaped the faucet and dropped into the pot and she shook so bad she nearly dropped it. She straightened herself up cursing loudly as she set the pot down on the stove and turned it on, "My step-mother likes to dab in magic here and there. She's not great at it, but she is. That could be a problem."
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Post by Illyria on Jan 21, 2014 20:14:07 GMT -5
| "It could certainly make it a little harder to go up against her." Esmeralda hadn't encountered much magic but she knew of the power it could have. It just meant they had to keep themselves aware at all times. "We will just have to take precautions with new people that we find on our way." She said thinking out loud.
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Post by ghoffman on Jan 22, 2014 22:19:58 GMT -5
| Rose nodded as she continued to cook dinner. Esmeralda was right with her stepmother working against them it would slow them down a little. Rose suspected that they would be able to get to one of her sisters without her stepmother knowing, but she doubted if they would be able to get to them all. The truth was they had a lot of work ahead of them and that included her. Rose wasn't sure how she was going to handle all this. She'd spent years running from that life and now she had to mentally prepare herself to go back into it, and not just rescue her sisters, but reclaim what was rightfully theirs!
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The rest of the night went much the same, quiet chit-chat between them before Rose retired to her room for the night leaving Esmeralda with the made-up pull out couch for the evening. She wasn't sure what Esmeralda was going to do but Rose sat up all night. She paced, she meditated, she lay in bed staring at the ceiling, she just thought about everything she had endured, everything she would be forced to relive and bring back into her life. As morning broke Rose was up early, her bags packed, two suitcases. She sat downstairs on her porch smoking a cigarette rocking in the rocking chair that Esmeralda had found her in as she waited for her companion to wake and for the pair to make the final preparations for their journey.
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Post by Illyria on Jan 27, 2014 22:08:29 GMT -5
| Esmeralda woke and pulled her hair back. She changed and quickly got ready. She found rose sitting in the rocking chair after pulling herself together for the trip. "Everything is ready. We can go whenever." She said softly knowing this would be a hard enough trip without it being about saving this woman's sisters. "I was thinking about the whole situation last night. And I thought that maybe we can spread the word about what you stepmother is doing. We might be able to get others to help us along the road and work against her."
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Post by ghoffman on Jan 27, 2014 22:16:10 GMT -5
| Rose nodded picking up her two bags, "We should but it might not be wise until we're well on our way to collecting my sisters, otherwise it'll make it that much more difficult if she tries to stop us." Rose also knew her stepmother wasn't acting alone. She had help. Her step-mother wasn't that talented with her magical abilities but Rose knew someone else was helping her, someone much more powerful. Probably the rumored witch who lived off in the mountains, or some said in a forest. No one knew for sure and Rose wasn't about to find out. She just wanted this to be over simple and easy but she knew it wouldn't be. Nothing ever was.
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