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13 Characters Here
Thistle Erutin [142]
Erich Brenner [91]
Nixie Conner [59]
Josef Kampf [52]
Viktoria Kampf [17]
Augustus [17]
The Hegemony [8]
Josef Wagner [6] The monster unleashed...
The Director [2]
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Liese rose from her seat, her uniform largely untouched save for the musings of the little ones(who were quite fascinated with her officer's cord), and looked to her sister, offering a glance to the children as she asked concerning them, and with a nonchalant response she answered her first question, "Yes, they are children." However, before she had the chance to answer Linde's other inquiries Adalie spoke, asking whether the newcomer was a hostile, and with a smile of a brand rarely seen on Redwing she stroked her head with an off-hand, smiling as she did, "No, dear, I'm afraid not." Trent's response ushered a light laugh from her, who soon patted his head and ruffled his hair some.
"You'll have to excuse them, Linde, they're still quite young." Her gaze was fixed on Trent as she spoke, however, only with another sigh did it turn to Sieglinde, and Liese put it rather bluntly as to their reasons for being here, "They're my godchildren."
"You'll have to excuse them, Linde, they're still quite young." Her gaze was fixed on Trent as she spoke, however, only with another sigh did it turn to Sieglinde, and Liese put it rather bluntly as to their reasons for being here, "They're my godchildren."
Trent eyed Linde, who seemed to upset his Aunt Redwing and made a face. He stuck hie tongue out at her, clearly not likely her already. Adalie looked to this, then to Linde and frowned before shrugging and climbing down to put a hand on the window, babbling about what she saw out it. There was an awful lot, and the vaste majority of it made up, skewed forma toddler's viewpoint and imagination.
Linde looked them over. "Of course. But..godchilden, Liese? Who's..who's children are they?" She asked, more than a little curious, and forgetting entirely about what brought her. Who would let her very rough sister near children. Liese wouldn't have encountered many at all sicne she had helped with her as a child!
Linde looked them over. "Of course. But..godchilden, Liese? Who's..who's children are they?" She asked, more than a little curious, and forgetting entirely about what brought her. Who would let her very rough sister near children. Liese wouldn't have encountered many at all sicne she had helped with her as a child!
Looking to the two as they set about their business, Liese's gaze lingered on her godchildren as she wished that such a thing could've waited until tomorrow at the least. How this tired her now, it was just beyond belief. Looking again to her sister, Redwing continued to explain as best she could without letting too much go, "A good friend of mine, Hilde Anona. I owe her a great favor, and this was the least I could do." She was telling the truth, at least partially. Nothing stated was untrue. Liese's voice was rather normal, her undertone of irritation having been thoroughly subdued by now, however much she might still nurse it.
"Of the new House Anona?" she said andblinked. "How odd! Very well. I suppose it's not too odd, but, well...Liese, isn't House Anona an Erutin house?" One that focused mostly on sciences and new technology, if Linde recalled correctly. She was certain she did. What could Liese possibly owe them? Ah well. It didn't matter in the end. "I just came to talk really. Some of the nobles are being rather crueller than usual, and while I can handle it, I wanted to talk about it, I suppose. Shall I leave you with the, the children?" It was still disconcerting. Children!
Oh yes, she was thoroughly thrown off balance.
Oh yes, she was thoroughly thrown off balance.
Liese nodded, yes, of the new House Anona. Again, it seemed, that her little sister could never make up her mind on the matter, making one statement then contradicting it with the next. If only she would make a decision on things. Is it odd, or isn't it? Spit it out. Redwing's mental berating could easily be taken as cruel, and in a way they were, though not unwarranted; Redwing saw her little sister as a product of her intervention, that all of this action, when Kampf became smitten with her and she genuinely began to undermine what she had waited for for thirty years... it fueled the searing flame in her breast. "If you've come to talk, then talk. I'm sure the twins don't mind."
Trent threw a block at Linde, showing he minded very much. Hope had sent it with to keep the twins entertained, it and several others, but, well. Trent found them better as projectile blocks than building blocks. The block would hit Linde in the chest causing ehr to gasp more in outrage than anything else. Of yes, he minded.
Adalie, meanwhile, had toddled over to hide behind Liese and stare at this new person. Aunt Redwing knew so many people! This new lady was funny looking, too and seemed sad. She needed flowers and hugs, but Adalie didn't want to hug someone so new to her.
"Hey! Liese, that-" She calmed herself with difficulty. "I'm merely having problems with certain rumors, that I.. I used my body to seduce our Lord, or dabbled in magic of all things! Me!" That was the worst one. To claim that she had used filthy magic to snare Kampf's heart? Of course not!
Adalie, meanwhile, had toddled over to hide behind Liese and stare at this new person. Aunt Redwing knew so many people! This new lady was funny looking, too and seemed sad. She needed flowers and hugs, but Adalie didn't want to hug someone so new to her.
"Hey! Liese, that-" She calmed herself with difficulty. "I'm merely having problems with certain rumors, that I.. I used my body to seduce our Lord, or dabbled in magic of all things! Me!" That was the worst one. To claim that she had used filthy magic to snare Kampf's heart? Of course not!
With a stern glare Liese stared down Trent, letting him know that such an action, even if she wasn't pleased to see Linde, wasn't welcome. "Trent." Was all that she said, the solemn warning, she hoped, would go over well. She could also tell that Adalie sat now behind her legs, likely dwarfing the small girl with her stature, and with a glance she looked to her before returning to her sister, whom she looked to know with a very serious look. This topic was delicate with Liese, at best. Were it not that the claims of magic were so outlandishly ridiculous and that she knew her sister, or thought she knew her, Redwing would almost give them some stock.
Instead she simply approached Linde, putting on as best a look of sympathy as she could muster, and placed her hands on her shoulders. Her body? That was hard not to believe, the way Kampf's gaze lingered on her. It made Liese physically ill, and such was no exaggeration. "Only fools would think you a sorcerer, dear."
Instead she simply approached Linde, putting on as best a look of sympathy as she could muster, and placed her hands on her shoulders. Her body? That was hard not to believe, the way Kampf's gaze lingered on her. It made Liese physically ill, and such was no exaggeration. "Only fools would think you a sorcerer, dear."
Trent grumbled and sat down with a huff, crossing his arms. Well, she needed the block thrown at her. He'd throw another when Aunt Redwing wasn't looking. She'd never know! Adalie looked to Linde curiously and frowned. This was a weird lady, to be sure. She couldn't tell if Aunt liked her, or not.
"Thank you. I suppose I just needed to hear that." She admitted. "I'm not certain that this is all it's cracked up to be. Oh, I know I can't back down now. I'd end up a burden to the family if I did. But..." She sighed and shook her head. "It's just odd what people will say!"
"Thank you. I suppose I just needed to hear that." She admitted. "I'm not certain that this is all it's cracked up to be. Oh, I know I can't back down now. I'd end up a burden to the family if I did. But..." She sighed and shook her head. "It's just odd what people will say!"
Odd? Well of course it's fucking odd, for all I know you're sleeping with him! The words rang out involuntarily in her mind, Liese unable to control their eruption from her subconscious. At least she'd had the self-control not to say them aloud. She let out a controlled sigh, prolonged over several seconds as to lessen its presence. She might be obligated to love her sister, but she knew she didn't have to like her. "Sister, no one is forcing your hand." Were it that she ever bothered to look at anything before meddling in it, Linde could make the connection, though it likely took a period of observation before anyone put the dots together. "You still have a bright future with the Syndicate, were nothing to come of this."
"I suppose." She admitted. Her work in BARDAS, while non-essential, was still important enough to make her feel useful. She smiled slightly at this, ruefully. "But how do I tell a God, no?" She demanded, then wrapped her hands around Liese's arm. "Oh Liese, please, if I do, will you be there with me, for support?"
Her touch seemed to leak forth a cancerous cold, a shooting pain that Redwing was not ready to combat. The question, however, was what drove the stake in her heart home. The pain that such a question delivered was rather intense, and she wasn't sure how to react in the immediate sense. Her eyes, were it that Linde looked to them, would reveal a momentary lapse in her shield, her emotions being visible.
"He is God embodied in man, he understands everything. If you do not wish it..." She sighed again, placing one of her own hands upon the others clad on her arm, both to comfort and to keep them from doing anything more. "Of course, Linde. I'm always here for you."
"He is God embodied in man, he understands everything. If you do not wish it..." She sighed again, placing one of her own hands upon the others clad on her arm, both to comfort and to keep them from doing anything more. "Of course, Linde. I'm always here for you."
"Oh thank you Liese! You'r the best big sister ever." She said, tension dropping from her shoulders. "I... I think I must go and think on this matter. Thank you for everything, you've just made it all very clear!" She declared and released her sister, hurryign out the door.
Trent threw another block, but it hit the door as it clsoed. He immediately pretended he had been starign out the window the entire time.
Trent threw another block, but it hit the door as it clsoed. He immediately pretended he had been starign out the window the entire time.
Liese didn't bother putting her arms around her sister, surprised by the blitz of an embrace as she did such and continued to blather, being left rather speechless until she had left the room. With a loud noise, another block flew through the air, colliding with the door once it was closed. Such ushered no reaction from Redwing's gaze, the woman simply standing where Linde had left her before rushing out the door for a few moments before walking, slowly, over to her desk. She didn't want the little ones to see her like this, so vengeful and angry. One of her hands, which had involuntarily clenched itself into a fist, was already bleeding from her nails digging into her palm, and with a dismissive glance to it, she looked it over, the crimson droplets hitting the piece of furniture she held it above.
With a swift movement she brought it crashing to the desktop, striking it to try and alleviate some of the stress that the sudden visit had brought on. She wanted to scream, to cry, to do something, but... what would they think? No, she needed to be strong for them. The blood seeping from her palm splattered in a small pattern on her desk, reaching an inch or two from the fist once she had done such a thing. A lengthy sigh escaped her lips as she let herself fall into her chair.
Damn this. Damn this all.
With a swift movement she brought it crashing to the desktop, striking it to try and alleviate some of the stress that the sudden visit had brought on. She wanted to scream, to cry, to do something, but... what would they think? No, she needed to be strong for them. The blood seeping from her palm splattered in a small pattern on her desk, reaching an inch or two from the fist once she had done such a thing. A lengthy sigh escaped her lips as she let herself fall into her chair.
Damn this. Damn this all.
Adalie frowned at that loud angry nose and hurried after her aunt, and gave the woman a tight hug. She seemed to need it! The perceptive toddler say the blood and her eyes widened. "Aun, boo boo?" She said, concerned. "Kiss better?" She offered her godmother, meaning it too. Trent came over when she didn't scold and frowned, climbing into her lap. "Lady bad." He told her, pointing to the door. "She very bad."
Redwing looked with softened eyes to Adalie, caressing her hair with her uninjured hand and looked to her other, quite a bit of work that she had managed to inflict on herself, just from rage directed towards her sister. She brought it down to where the little one could see it, if she wanted to kiss it to make it better. If only a kiss would make the other problem go away.
She looked to the dark with a smile as well, as best of one she could muster in the wake of that indignant bitch of a sister, and nodded after he spoke. "Lady bad." She mused the words quietly, sighing when she had. This had to end, or someone would wind up hurt.
She looked to the dark with a smile as well, as best of one she could muster in the wake of that indignant bitch of a sister, and nodded after he spoke. "Lady bad." She mused the words quietly, sighing when she had. This had to end, or someone would wind up hurt.
"No see bad lady." The boy suggested as Adalie kissed the minor wounds better and smiled up at her Aunt, hugging her. Kisses made everything better. "Lady mean to Aun' R'ing!" He declared. It sounded more like he was saying honoring, in stead of aunt Redwing, but he was trying. "Wanted block to head." He confessed, more sad he had missed than anything else.
Adalie made a face at this and tried to pinch her brother, but failing at it, lacking the find motor control necessary. The girl huffed at this and shrugged.
Adalie made a face at this and tried to pinch her brother, but failing at it, lacking the find motor control necessary. The girl huffed at this and shrugged.
Redwing nodded as Adalie did her best to help her hand, echoing Trent's sentiments as she did such. "Lady mean." But, was that her fault? For all she knew, she could be the instigator of all of this nonsense... She largely ignored his desire to send one of his blocks to her head, both in that she wanted such as well, but also that her emotions had control of her at the moment, such was not something the rhythmic, logical woman was used to. Reaching to Adalie once she had finished with her failed attempt to get at her brother, she pulled the two close, holding them tightly for a moment as she tried to get thoughts of Linde and Kampf out of her head.
"Aunt Redwing loves you both. Not mean."
"Aunt Redwing loves you both. Not mean."
"Aun Ring nice!" Adalie said, returning the hug enthusiastically. "Aun Ring best Aun. Aun Snow is picture. Aun Ring is real!" And those were the only two aunts she knew of! The little girl cuddled her favorite aunt happily, loving the days they got to go to the office with her.
Trent hugged her too, naturally an affectionate child. He held her close, trying to protect her in his own, toddler version of protection. The boy fully planned on launching an all out assault on Linde, or at least throwing a loud and mean tantrum, next time he saw her.
Trent hugged her too, naturally an affectionate child. He held her close, trying to protect her in his own, toddler version of protection. The boy fully planned on launching an all out assault on Linde, or at least throwing a loud and mean tantrum, next time he saw her.
Holding the two close, Redwing stared to the desk and the small puddle of blood that was there, thinking on things as the two returned her affection. It seemed, oddly, that these two, aliens, were the only things that truly, unconditionally, loved her. It was odd, in a way, to be on the receiving end of such affection, especially considering the life she lead. After a few moments she slowly craned her neck to give each a soft kiss on the top of the head.
It was nice to feel appreciated.
It was nice to feel appreciated.
Adalie babbled to Redwing, something that was supposed to cheer her up, but wasn't even in the right language. Trent shrugged and didn't bother translating, before looking to the clock. He couldn't read time, not yet, but his mom had shown him what it would look like when she was supposed to come. It wasn't near that yet, so the boy hurried to pick up his block and put it in his projectile box. It was a fun box.
Adalie stayed in Redwing's lap and played with the documents on the desk, piling them together, patting them and declaring "Ham Ham!" This was her imitation of someone she apparently say often enough to pretend to be.
Adalie stayed in Redwing's lap and played with the documents on the desk, piling them together, patting them and declaring "Ham Ham!" This was her imitation of someone she apparently say often enough to pretend to be.
Redwing left her godson to his business, so long as he didn't break anything he was free to do with that as he saw fit. He would be a rather curious one when he got older, depending on what exactly he wanted to do. However, her attention was soon focused on Adalie, whom she sat with, lowering her head enough to be on a level plane with her own, looking with mock curiosity to what she was doing, asking soon after she had made her statement, "Ham Ham?" Ham Ham indeed.
"Uh huh! Ham Ham! Ms G says ham ham! Need, need, sign, sign, sign, Miss Anona!" She declared, imitating her principal getting annoyed at Hope. It was funny to do. Because of how odd they were, they were frequently called to the office. It was bad enough Hope had shifting inhibitor on them, so they could make it through the four hours of pre-school okay.
Redwing offered the girl another brief hug, chuckling as she rattled off her imitation. It seemed that she was having quite the time in school, hopefully the two of them weren't getting into too much trouble. It'd be a poor thing to be godmother of two delinquents, and Redwing didn't know if she could be bothered with such a thing. But then, it was rather amazing what these two could do with her, as Linde was pushed rather far from her mind. Hopefully she wouldn't try to interfere with Trent and Adalie...
It was such a dreadful sight, his sprite and lively spouse to be reduced to such a pitiable state in their bed, as he stepped through the door of the former apartment. He chose not to announce himself as she usually did, not knowing whether she lay asleep or if he would startle her, and quickly made his way inside, setting his beret on the counter absent-mindedly as he quickly removed the purely aesthetic waistbelt of his uniform, tossing it aside as his legs made short the trip to her side. With a hushed sigh he looked to her, his expressions drawn on his face as he did. He never knew that her people took so poorly to disease, and such a thing would be good to remember in the future.
Quietly he knelt down beside her, careful not to disturb with any of the equipment or materials that were employed to help her recover, and after a moment or two more of observation he placed his hand on hers, squeezing her fingers lightly as he offered her a soft smile, "I'm back."
Quietly he knelt down beside her, careful not to disturb with any of the equipment or materials that were employed to help her recover, and after a moment or two more of observation he placed his hand on hers, squeezing her fingers lightly as he offered her a soft smile, "I'm back."
Thistle's eyes opened and she gave him a weak smile. "I missed you." Mostly she had slept. She was doing more of that when she was comfortable with lately, only awake for short periods of time, usually to spend ti with her sweet Erich, or to receive some medicine or another. Lately, she had been sleeping through some shots, not even stirring.
"The doctor says I'm almost through the worst of it." She told him, pulling his hand up to her cheek, to nuzzle it, seeking comfort."
"The doctor says I'm almost through the worst of it." She told him, pulling his hand up to her cheek, to nuzzle it, seeking comfort."