L O C A T I O N ; Garden - Dinning Room - Foyer
C O L O R; #00688B
O O C; so I am on my bro's laptop writing and I didn't get to
use it for very long so there will be a few errors that I will
fix on Thursday.
Mornings came easy to Aldwyn, so much in fact that even before the sun broke the horizon one could see him walking in the garden with hands in pocket and eyes closed as he navigated though without stepping on anything. It's become a habit of his ever since he could remember, but if he had to pinpoint the exact day he would guess it started when the nightmares became more than just nightmares - they were reality. Not naturally scared of anything he took the hunters life in stride, ready to face whatever asshole creature that dare challenge him. That was however, before he really knew what fighting for your life meant.
He was naïve and while he didn't have rose tinted goggles he sure as hell didn't see the world as cruel yet. Aldwyn often wonders what his younger self would think of him now. Would he accept his fate, or try everything in his power to not become someone so terrible as he?
These were the thoughts that plagued his mind in the hours before dawn, it's as if with light it breaks a spell that he didn't even know he was under the influence of. No more thoughts of darkness or his past disturbed him as the first rays of the sun slowly came seeped over the horizon. Aldwyn was thankful for the rising, but he couldn't quite understand why he would wake up every he forced himself to wake up and walk until the sun saved him. Perhaps the nightmares were worse than his thoughts, and to forget about them he must walk them out. But, Aldwyn is thankful for that every morning he wakes up in cold sweat he cannot remember what he had dreamt of.
"Master Aldwyn, breakfast is being served!" called one of the workers who knew he had a penchant to the garden and he nodded in response - slowly walking over to the back side of the house and away ''from the fresh smelling flora.
"I believe the chef made Eggs Benedict today?" he asked following the maid down the long corridors and into the dining area. "Of course Master Aldwyn."
As he approached his siblings and his father a sense of dread filled him. He loved his family, but the only thing he seemed to have in common with any of them was their genetics and hunting abilities. Nothing has come up for today as of yet, so you and Matrim will be visiting a brothel near Reaver's Straight to gather information about one of the more frequent clients, whom we suspect has had dealing with Them. I'll have you take Emilio as well.The rest of you are free to do as you please. I'll be in my study." And so without even having begun his breakfast Aldwyn said good-bye to his father with distaste clear in his voice. "Let today be the day where young Emilio becomes a man in the face of women, and Matrim finally learns not to speak so brashly toward my kin." Aldwyn didn't smile but rather let his words try and agitate his brother's partner - but whether or not he did or didn't he was happy his little brother was finally going on a mission, to a brothel, but a mission nonetheless.
As he sliced into the egg on top of the muffin Aldwyn heard Moirae request of the three boys to not injure themselves. "That request may be unintentionally declined," and with that he finished the rest of his food silently until he heard a knock on the door, and seeing no one stand up to answer he did the honor. Beyond the wooden door he was greeted to the sight of his partner in all her glory. "Come in, I have something planned for today that requires absolute stealth."
Aldwyn moved to let her in and closed the door behind her, "Dear Emilio is going on a mission today with my brother and his partner to - of all things - a brothel. he couldn't help but snicker at the thought once more, "We're free to do whatever we want so I suggest we follow them. For educational purposes only. Aldwyn said the last part quickly knowing she would probably think his intentions to be impure because honestly he did't trust Matrim to keep Emilio safe and Lonan could be too focused on the task at hand to pay attention to his little brother.
He was naïve and while he didn't have rose tinted goggles he sure as hell didn't see the world as cruel yet. Aldwyn often wonders what his younger self would think of him now. Would he accept his fate, or try everything in his power to not become someone so terrible as he?
These were the thoughts that plagued his mind in the hours before dawn, it's as if with light it breaks a spell that he didn't even know he was under the influence of. No more thoughts of darkness or his past disturbed him as the first rays of the sun slowly came seeped over the horizon. Aldwyn was thankful for the rising, but he couldn't quite understand why he would wake up every he forced himself to wake up and walk until the sun saved him. Perhaps the nightmares were worse than his thoughts, and to forget about them he must walk them out. But, Aldwyn is thankful for that every morning he wakes up in cold sweat he cannot remember what he had dreamt of.
"Master Aldwyn, breakfast is being served!" called one of the workers who knew he had a penchant to the garden and he nodded in response - slowly walking over to the back side of the house and away ''from the fresh smelling flora.
"I believe the chef made Eggs Benedict today?" he asked following the maid down the long corridors and into the dining area. "Of course Master Aldwyn."
As he approached his siblings and his father a sense of dread filled him. He loved his family, but the only thing he seemed to have in common with any of them was their genetics and hunting abilities. Nothing has come up for today as of yet, so you and Matrim will be visiting a brothel near Reaver's Straight to gather information about one of the more frequent clients, whom we suspect has had dealing with Them. I'll have you take Emilio as well.The rest of you are free to do as you please. I'll be in my study." And so without even having begun his breakfast Aldwyn said good-bye to his father with distaste clear in his voice. "Let today be the day where young Emilio becomes a man in the face of women, and Matrim finally learns not to speak so brashly toward my kin." Aldwyn didn't smile but rather let his words try and agitate his brother's partner - but whether or not he did or didn't he was happy his little brother was finally going on a mission, to a brothel, but a mission nonetheless.
As he sliced into the egg on top of the muffin Aldwyn heard Moirae request of the three boys to not injure themselves. "That request may be unintentionally declined," and with that he finished the rest of his food silently until he heard a knock on the door, and seeing no one stand up to answer he did the honor. Beyond the wooden door he was greeted to the sight of his partner in all her glory. "Come in, I have something planned for today that requires absolute stealth."
Aldwyn moved to let her in and closed the door behind her, "Dear Emilio is going on a mission today with my brother and his partner to - of all things - a brothel. he couldn't help but snicker at the thought once more, "We're free to do whatever we want so I suggest we follow them. For educational purposes only. Aldwyn said the last part quickly knowing she would probably think his intentions to be impure because honestly he did't trust Matrim to keep Emilio safe and Lonan could be too focused on the task at hand to pay attention to his little brother.