Constance would never admit it but, it always felt strange walking around the academy without her close (best)friend in tow. The pair have had this air to them, they were a force a nature with one another and everyone knew it. It kept the people she chose to torment at bay while giving those she called friends an easier time of finding the two of them. Without Luci, people just moved out of her way, turning their conversations to a low hush in order to keep the witch from hearing a word they were saying. Donāt get her wrong, she didnāt mind it but, she liked Luci by her side. How the Parisian unnecessary draping herself over her shoulder, with Constanceās hand around her small waist, or with Luci intertwining their fingers. It was their thing and she didnāt like walking around without it, especially on today of all days.
It wasnāt until she smelled cigarettes that she knew where sheād probably find her. Seemed about right. Heavens, come to think of it, Constance could use one right about now to calm her annoyance of Luci and the wild goose chase she felt like she was on for ages. When finally making it to the lounge her eyes went directly to her faithful right-hand woman, Lucia DuBois, not really realizing who the other people around her were. Even if she did, it wouldnāt have made a difference. Bones and her didnāt really talk to one another, so why try and entertain it? And she knew for a fact that Taylor wouldnāt be pleased with her presence. Not that it mattered. But her ears did perk up a bit and a mischievous smile crept on her face when she heard Tamsinās voice. She scoffed softly. āNow, Tamsin. There are plenty of orgies and whatnot all around the academy now, you just havenāt been asked to join.ā She looked towards Luci and pointed to Tamsin. āThis why you were occupied? Youāre talkinā to the town elder, letting her fill your head with heretic ideals of our Dark Lord and talks of nihilism. How nice.ā She slowly turned to Tamsin to look her up and down with her smirk still plastered on her face. āYou look exceptionally jaded and morbid this morning.ā
Red flushed to Luciaās cheeks, her lips pursed in a guilty smirk when her gaze met Constanceās. If it hadnāt been for Constanceās persistence that she get her full night of beauty sleep before her baptism, Lucia most have assuredly woken up curled up beside Constance in her bed. That being said, the last thing Constance would want to be doing on her baptismal day would be wandering the halls looking for Lucia. She put out her cigarette with emphasis, looking at Tamsin pointedly before walking to Constanceās side.
āMa moitiĆ©, I was just about to come looking for you!ā Lucia purred, her fingers reaching out to Constance - cautious as if expecting Constance to brush them away. āMmhm, I bet you were.ā Constance added watching her friend scurry her way next to her. When she realized that Luci was reaching for her hand, she raised an eyebrow at the shorter girl and looked her up and down once more. She didnāt plan on giving in, but Luci knew exactly how to guilt and/or annoy Constance into giving in whether it be going out more than she would on her own or even something as simple as holding her hand. She rolled her eyes with a slight groan as she reached Luciās practically begging hand before intertwining their pinky fingers, no need to allow the others in the room, especially with those others including both Taylor and Tamsin, see her give in so easily to Luci. She has a reputation as a major she-devil to uphold and that meant towards everyone. Besides, she was annoyed, and she wanted Lucia to think she was in trouble with her, perhaps in danger of falling out of her good graces. She wasnāt, really, but Luci didnāt have to know that.
Berry stained lips pushed into a slight pout, recognizing the look from Constance. Constance wasnāt the type to forgive easily, it was one of Luciaās favorite things about her. Lucia knew better than to interpret her reluctant affection as a sign of redemption. If there was ever a day no one should piss Constance off, it would be today. Keeping their pinkies linked, Lucia pulled herself closer. Lucia was like a pet, ignoring all social etiquette and wiggling itself into its master's lap in the middle of a conversation. Some called it poor boundaries, other codependency. It didnāt matter the circumstances, Lucia wanted to be bound to Constance. Between them, a thread, always tying them back together.
Dark eyes dragged across the lounge before returning to platinum-haired beauty. Lucia hated having to share Constanceās attention with others, craving it all so desperately for herself. It was like night and day, seeing the Parisian with and without her other half. Constance was a drug of her own making, giving Lucia a high no drug was capable of. Even with the threat of her wrath, all Lucia wanted was to have Constance all to herself. Constance let out a long sigh as she felt Lucia pulling herself closer, should be expected. Luci didn't really take cues especially from her. āDo you want to finish preparing for the Baptism together, Connie?ā Lucia coyly asked, gently swinging their linked hands between them. Maybe if she groveled enough Lucia could get back on Constanceās good side before the baptism.
Ugh. That damn nickname, she got it enough from Luci, she did not need everyone else to feel the need to say it especially Tamsin and Taylor. The pair pissed her off enough in other ways that didn't include that stupid nickname! "That sounds like a great idea." She turned her eyes from Tamsin to Luci with a small smile. "We still have to get our sacrifices prepared and finalize our baptismal names." She turned to the Unorthodox witch across from her and her friend with a raised eyebrow and looked over her appearance. Black on Black on Black just like her two little chumps with. The only difference being that Taylor was 25, she was supposed to sign her name tonight as well. And, what? Constance wasn't going to poke that bear and bring it up just to annoy her? C'mon. "As I'm assumin' you'll be doin' as well, Taylor. You are of age after all just like the rest of us, but you're not in the right attire. Pity." She made a tsk noise. "Guess we'll see at the church. As for you two," She turned her eyes to Bones and then Tamsin. "We will see you at the baptism." She turned towards the hall with Luci in tow. When they were finally out of view of the others. Constance intertwined her fingers with Luci's as they walked through the hall. "So, how was your night?" Constance turned her look to Ivy. "Obviously not amazing because you weren't with me," Constance raised her eyebrows with a click on her tongue. "But hey, some random, probably inadequate witch or warlock got the job, right? I mean, I would hope so seeing that was the last time before you signed your name to the Dark Lord, only a day we've been waiting for together for what feels like a lifetime. What better way to start that day other than wakin' up with some random followed by a riveting conversation with the firestarter, the boy, and Taylor." Okay, she felt better after chewing out her best friend. She took a deep sigh before cracking an actual smile towards her girl. "You're lucky, you're cute. 'Sides, I need someone to tell me how great I look."
It wasnāt until she smelled cigarettes that she knew where sheād probably find her. Seemed about right. Heavens, come to think of it, Constance could use one right about now to calm her annoyance of Luci and the wild goose chase she felt like she was on for ages. When finally making it to the lounge her eyes went directly to her faithful right-hand woman, Lucia DuBois, not really realizing who the other people around her were. Even if she did, it wouldnāt have made a difference. Bones and her didnāt really talk to one another, so why try and entertain it? And she knew for a fact that Taylor wouldnāt be pleased with her presence. Not that it mattered. But her ears did perk up a bit and a mischievous smile crept on her face when she heard Tamsinās voice. She scoffed softly. āNow, Tamsin. There are plenty of orgies and whatnot all around the academy now, you just havenāt been asked to join.ā She looked towards Luci and pointed to Tamsin. āThis why you were occupied? Youāre talkinā to the town elder, letting her fill your head with heretic ideals of our Dark Lord and talks of nihilism. How nice.ā She slowly turned to Tamsin to look her up and down with her smirk still plastered on her face. āYou look exceptionally jaded and morbid this morning.ā
Red flushed to Luciaās cheeks, her lips pursed in a guilty smirk when her gaze met Constanceās. If it hadnāt been for Constanceās persistence that she get her full night of beauty sleep before her baptism, Lucia most have assuredly woken up curled up beside Constance in her bed. That being said, the last thing Constance would want to be doing on her baptismal day would be wandering the halls looking for Lucia. She put out her cigarette with emphasis, looking at Tamsin pointedly before walking to Constanceās side.
āMa moitiĆ©, I was just about to come looking for you!ā Lucia purred, her fingers reaching out to Constance - cautious as if expecting Constance to brush them away. āMmhm, I bet you were.ā Constance added watching her friend scurry her way next to her. When she realized that Luci was reaching for her hand, she raised an eyebrow at the shorter girl and looked her up and down once more. She didnāt plan on giving in, but Luci knew exactly how to guilt and/or annoy Constance into giving in whether it be going out more than she would on her own or even something as simple as holding her hand. She rolled her eyes with a slight groan as she reached Luciās practically begging hand before intertwining their pinky fingers, no need to allow the others in the room, especially with those others including both Taylor and Tamsin, see her give in so easily to Luci. She has a reputation as a major she-devil to uphold and that meant towards everyone. Besides, she was annoyed, and she wanted Lucia to think she was in trouble with her, perhaps in danger of falling out of her good graces. She wasnāt, really, but Luci didnāt have to know that.
Berry stained lips pushed into a slight pout, recognizing the look from Constance. Constance wasnāt the type to forgive easily, it was one of Luciaās favorite things about her. Lucia knew better than to interpret her reluctant affection as a sign of redemption. If there was ever a day no one should piss Constance off, it would be today. Keeping their pinkies linked, Lucia pulled herself closer. Lucia was like a pet, ignoring all social etiquette and wiggling itself into its master's lap in the middle of a conversation. Some called it poor boundaries, other codependency. It didnāt matter the circumstances, Lucia wanted to be bound to Constance. Between them, a thread, always tying them back together.
Dark eyes dragged across the lounge before returning to platinum-haired beauty. Lucia hated having to share Constanceās attention with others, craving it all so desperately for herself. It was like night and day, seeing the Parisian with and without her other half. Constance was a drug of her own making, giving Lucia a high no drug was capable of. Even with the threat of her wrath, all Lucia wanted was to have Constance all to herself. Constance let out a long sigh as she felt Lucia pulling herself closer, should be expected. Luci didn't really take cues especially from her. āDo you want to finish preparing for the Baptism together, Connie?ā Lucia coyly asked, gently swinging their linked hands between them. Maybe if she groveled enough Lucia could get back on Constanceās good side before the baptism.
Ugh. That damn nickname, she got it enough from Luci, she did not need everyone else to feel the need to say it especially Tamsin and Taylor. The pair pissed her off enough in other ways that didn't include that stupid nickname! "That sounds like a great idea." She turned her eyes from Tamsin to Luci with a small smile. "We still have to get our sacrifices prepared and finalize our baptismal names." She turned to the Unorthodox witch across from her and her friend with a raised eyebrow and looked over her appearance. Black on Black on Black just like her two little chumps with. The only difference being that Taylor was 25, she was supposed to sign her name tonight as well. And, what? Constance wasn't going to poke that bear and bring it up just to annoy her? C'mon. "As I'm assumin' you'll be doin' as well, Taylor. You are of age after all just like the rest of us, but you're not in the right attire. Pity." She made a tsk noise. "Guess we'll see at the church. As for you two," She turned her eyes to Bones and then Tamsin. "We will see you at the baptism." She turned towards the hall with Luci in tow. When they were finally out of view of the others. Constance intertwined her fingers with Luci's as they walked through the hall. "So, how was your night?" Constance turned her look to Ivy. "Obviously not amazing because you weren't with me," Constance raised her eyebrows with a click on her tongue. "But hey, some random, probably inadequate witch or warlock got the job, right? I mean, I would hope so seeing that was the last time before you signed your name to the Dark Lord, only a day we've been waiting for together for what feels like a lifetime. What better way to start that day other than wakin' up with some random followed by a riveting conversation with the firestarter, the boy, and Taylor." Okay, she felt better after chewing out her best friend. She took a deep sigh before cracking an actual smile towards her girl. "You're lucky, you're cute. 'Sides, I need someone to tell me how great I look."