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e t h a n ([info]duelbreaker) wrote in [info]valesco,
@ 2013-02-24 15:54:00


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Entry tags:ethan jordan, larkin whitby

Larkin!
He walked as quickly and stiffly as possible through the expansive corridors of the castle. Ethan's head was whirling and he needed to see Larkin right now. In their month than a month long stay here at Larkin and Zayn's castle, Ethan had kept himself entertained by playing along with the castle guard bit, showing off some things to the muggles, and with the bit of liberty he was given, explored what he could. He gained access to a variety of locations, but never enough to be out of sight of the royal vizier. Of course he knew he was a wizard, but even Giaffar's appearing and disappearing acts managed to startle Ethan. Just when he felt like getting close, or getting hold of something that could be useful, there he was, ready to shut things down.

Tonight however, Ethan had set up a decoy. He'd slipped out in the middle of a fight in the guards' dining area that had been caused by some conveniently dropped rumors about some bloke's sister not being pure. That had been fun, and Giaffar was currently delighting himself in writing up the fools who had dared to cause such a ruckus. Ethan made his escape and now he'd managed hopefully some alone and private time with the Princess.

"Larkin," he whispered at the door, knocking quickly. He kept his eyes shooting down the dark corridor. "Whitby, open up!"



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[info]hark
2013-03-06 11:31 pm UTC (link)
Larkin pulled her chin close to her chest, her brows knitting tightly. She of course understood what Ethan was saying perfectly well, as she was versed in the English language, yet her mind seemed to be having problems wrapping around the fact that he was actually saying what he was saying. They were a bit... harsh. And she couldn't help but wonder if he was speaking a bit out of turn.

"That is not--" she started, feeling her face become heated. It wasn't about cursebreaking or the lifestyle she was currently living, it was about-- many complicated things! That she couldn't just explain away because there was some illness going around in England, and--- Larkin's eyes popped at Ethan's last words, deciding that yes, he was overstepping his bounds.

Face turning hard, Larkin crossed her arms over her chest and produced a rather nasty glare. "You don't know if I have or not," she said darkly, her mood worsening by the second. "And it would do you good to realize magic has nothing to do with my feelings for him." She flicked her hair back, and turned to walk somewhere, anywhere away from Ethan. Larkin wouldn't exactly say she was prepared to abruptly end this conversation, but, doing so wasn't exactly beneath her, so...

She turned, half talking over her shoulder. "Which are, also, not any of your business to be making decisions about."

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[info]duelbreaker
2013-03-09 02:12 am UTC (link)
"Decisions? I wish someone was making decisions," Ethan let out, beyond frustrated.

He wasn't very good when it came to talking about relationships and love, he would be the first to admit that. He didn't have a hard time with women, but the emotional baggage that came along with relationships had never suited him or his personality. But he could wager that keeping a gigantic secret like being a witch from the man you were supposed to spend the rest of your life with, was not something that was going to help the marriage flourish.

"If you had--would we still be here?" Ethan was loyal, he was loyal to a fault. He had stayed within the walls of the castle to stand by Larkin and Nico, they were his team, they'd gotten stuck in this mess together. But he had a family back home. He had a brother, a mother, a nephew that he desperately missed and it killed him to think how they must--he was sure they were going mad. He'd already brought enough grief onto his family's shoulders, and for this to not even be part of his current job description caused his bones to ache at night.

"Don't talk to me like I'm some servant of yours," Ethan snapped back, brows furrowing. 'And it would do you good'? Yeah, right. "I honestly don't care what you and the Prince talk about, I just want to know what the hell we're still doing here! The vizer's got our wands, I know I'm being followed---If you want to stay here and be the princess, that's one thing, but...do you? Larkin, just tell me if you do."

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[info]hark
2013-03-12 05:07 pm UTC (link)
"I'm not talking about this with you!" Larkin let out shrilly. She wasn't, he didn't know-- he had no idea what he was talking about. Or, if he did, she didn't feel comfortable enough to continue on with his brash words. They had gone on one assignment together, one! That was not-- for all intents and purposes, that didn't mean she knew anything about Ethan, and he her, except for perhaps some strange little details but that didn't give him the luxury of coming in here and demanding she address issues she had been struggle with for almost a year now. It didn't just-- work like that.

Nico would not do this, he would not agree with Ethan; Larkin knew, because if he did, he would have told her. He would have said something, anything if being here, and knowing how she truly felt about the prince was such vital information.

And she knew, this was a complicated situation, only made more complex by the fact that Nico and Ethan had gotten dragged into it, but she didn't know what to do. Where could she even begin? When she was so used to being away from home that she no longer felt homesick, and almost nothing was terrible here, yes, living as a muggle had its drawbacks but being with Zayn made it... it fought with her desire to return to her adventuring days, so much that she was unsure which was the winner.

Pressing her hair back over her shoulder with her hand, Larkin attempted to calm herself in preparation for her next words.

"If you want to leave so badly," she started coolly, clutching her own arms tightly. "Then go. I am sure the vizier will have no problem helping you leave, and give you your wand back, as he wants none of us here to begin with."

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