bruh, i am so sorry that u were stuck with this. However, i do intend
on being better next post. dw man, i got you.
「 AMARA.LIVIANUS 」
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Amara knew enough about children to know that once their minds were made up, it would be difficult to make them see differently. As such she made it her duty to appear like an older sister to the girls, and gain a favorable opinion from them.
However, their expressions didn’t give any clue as to what their thoughts were and so Amara was left in the dark to contemplate. Mentally she prepared herself for the worst and closed her eyes, beginning to sigh heavily from incoming exhaustion but it shocked her to notice a small hand shaking her arm.
She gave the twin still holding onto her a questioning look, and it was only when the girl pointed at her twin did Amara notice the third one gone.
“Phoenix, did you see where Macha went?” The tone of her voice was not rushed, but it had an overtone of panic woven carefully into a presence of maturity. She asked her younger partner for help for he seemed much more reliable - despite his age - on handling matters of children. Not that she knew for sure, but it was a speculation that she was willing to put to the test.
It was easy to tell the twins from their older sister, for even though they all came form the same mother they did not share similar facial features. Macha’s eyes had been a darker shade of brown and her face was more oval than the others. Her gaze, even for a nine year old, seemed unnerving and a smile of either malice or mischievousness - for she couldn’t tell which it was - always caught Amara off guard.
The twins however were much harder to tell apart, but after careful speculation she noted Anand was much more gentle than her sister Babd.
However, all her speculations came from the first few minutes when she and Phoenix were introduced. Nothing was set in stone, and Amara would soon come to learn just how alike they all were.
The sight of a crow standing on the floating ball of darkness brought her back to reality. “Nice job, however I would ask you not to do that in public. You might scare some people.” The crow only squawked and Amara took it as a sign of distress. It’s tone was too high pitched, and the short stutter at the end cemented her theory.
“Uh, Phoenix do you have any idea what to do now,” honestly, even after growing up in an orphanage with many other kids Amara still didn’t find it easy to talk with her younger peers - let alone teach them to try control and their powers. “Cause if you don’t, she’s going to be stuck that way until God knows when.”
Perhaps it wouldn’t be the worst of ideas, but their adoptive parent’s would be none too pleased.
Babd who had been eerily silent walked toward her sister and began to pet her head, lovingly. Amara didn’t think it too creepy, but it was strange for when all things considered Macha’s younger sister was petting her as a crow.
“We can google good places to see later…but for now I think we have a more pressing issue.”
However, their expressions didn’t give any clue as to what their thoughts were and so Amara was left in the dark to contemplate. Mentally she prepared herself for the worst and closed her eyes, beginning to sigh heavily from incoming exhaustion but it shocked her to notice a small hand shaking her arm.
She gave the twin still holding onto her a questioning look, and it was only when the girl pointed at her twin did Amara notice the third one gone.
“Phoenix, did you see where Macha went?” The tone of her voice was not rushed, but it had an overtone of panic woven carefully into a presence of maturity. She asked her younger partner for help for he seemed much more reliable - despite his age - on handling matters of children. Not that she knew for sure, but it was a speculation that she was willing to put to the test.
It was easy to tell the twins from their older sister, for even though they all came form the same mother they did not share similar facial features. Macha’s eyes had been a darker shade of brown and her face was more oval than the others. Her gaze, even for a nine year old, seemed unnerving and a smile of either malice or mischievousness - for she couldn’t tell which it was - always caught Amara off guard.
The twins however were much harder to tell apart, but after careful speculation she noted Anand was much more gentle than her sister Babd.
However, all her speculations came from the first few minutes when she and Phoenix were introduced. Nothing was set in stone, and Amara would soon come to learn just how alike they all were.
The sight of a crow standing on the floating ball of darkness brought her back to reality. “Nice job, however I would ask you not to do that in public. You might scare some people.” The crow only squawked and Amara took it as a sign of distress. It’s tone was too high pitched, and the short stutter at the end cemented her theory.
“Uh, Phoenix do you have any idea what to do now,” honestly, even after growing up in an orphanage with many other kids Amara still didn’t find it easy to talk with her younger peers - let alone teach them to try control and their powers. “Cause if you don’t, she’s going to be stuck that way until God knows when.”
Perhaps it wouldn’t be the worst of ideas, but their adoptive parent’s would be none too pleased.
Babd who had been eerily silent walked toward her sister and began to pet her head, lovingly. Amara didn’t think it too creepy, but it was strange for when all things considered Macha’s younger sister was petting her as a crow.
“We can google good places to see later…but for now I think we have a more pressing issue.”