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[teagcn]

how would you feel if kaia and graham ever got together?

i’d like to think my best friend-- ex best friend wouldn’t hurt me like that? 

[dreamland-parfait]

Halcandran Talk {blog update}

{Finally ! Some content for Star Allies aftermath well, I have yet to approach Morpho’s whereabouts, but this will come later}

{I wanted to make a comic but totally lost the motivation, so here’s a drabble instead. Been a while since I’ve finished a piece of writing, and all the characters featured here are ones I enjoy exploring the personalities and dynamics of, so this was pretty fun to do !}

{Enjoy~} 

The room’s atmosphere was tangible.

Susie straightened herself as Magolor sat down next to her. They’d agreed that he would do most of the talking. Not that she wasn’t a good diplomat ; but Magolor knew more – he always knew more – and was more involved than she was, is all. She’d add to his speech when judging necessary.

“First of all,” Magolor spoke, “I want it to be clear that we have no intention of harming you. So please don’t destroy my ship.”

Being an Ancient and a Modern Halcandran, they had considered the possibility of their “guests”, who also happened to be resentful trained soldiers, attacking them on sight.

They’d found themselves lucky with the first two, too confused and groggy from the healing program to react. The third one however had immediately launched herself towards them - despite visibly staggering on her legs.

Even more surprising, the words she’d spat in a low, threatening voice hadn’t been slanders towards their people, but inquiries about her superior’s whereabouts. To which Magolor had answered from behind a star-shaped barrier that he was still in recovery procedure, in the adjacent room. Withdrawing her spear, she’d seemed for a moment as if she was going to verify herself ; then decided otherwise and checked on her companions instead.

Now they were all installed in the Lor’s living room, silence only broken by the ship’s quiet buzzing. Magolor wore his casual blue and gold outfit, as well as his facemask, but his position was one of focus and self-respect ; characteristic of him debating as the Crown Prince of Halcandra and not a simple traveler. Susie herself was in “business mode”, with her usual suit, a straight posture and a few report files on her lap.

The three women sat in a couch across from them. Now that they were awake and not floating in Lor’s recovery tubes, Susie studied them attentively. They had no traces of injury left, but their clothing was torn and burnt here and there, and the former secretary made a mental note to do something about it if everything went well.

On their right side was the tallest of them, with soft eyes and gorgeous blue hair draping her shoulders and back. On the left was a short and tan girl with fist for hands, pouty lips and a fiery gaze flicking rapidly between Magolor and Susie. Those were the Frozen and Blazing Generals, Francisca and Flamberge.

Between them stood their leader – the one who’d attacked mere minutes ago – in a diligent, almost military posture that contrasted starkly with her subordinates’ unnerved shifts and glances. This, was Lightning General Zan Partizanne. Her gaze was piercing, emotionless, reminding Susie of her company’s elite robots ; and she couldn’t help but draw an ironical parallel between herself, half flesh and half machine since her childhood accident, and that woman of cells and blood but the mind of a killing machine, responding only to the one she sworn allegiance to.

(Loyalty, honesty. Those were concepts both Magolor and herself were unfamiliar with for the longest time.)

Susie refocused on the situation ; Magolor had already started talking.

“… thanks to my reclaimed position as the Crown Prince, I was able to lift Halcandra’s taboo on magic, and on the Ancients’ culture as a whole. Meanwhile, my associate Susie here leads the Haltmann Works Company to sustain for those who need it most. To sum it up, we work together to reunite the Ancients and Moderns of Halcandra despite our past conflicts... and try to save what's left of our economy and environment while we’re at it.”

The mages took in each of his words, but seeing them frown in doubt, Magolor added more quietly :

“There’s still a long way to go, of course. And I know it may seem crazy given the state of the planet when you left it. I lived there too, and as a pure-breed Ancient, there are probably people who are still out there for my head.”

(His voice had traces of sympathy in it, and a few years ago, it might have been fake. Now, Susie couldn’t tell.)

Zan Partizanne, who still hadn’t moved an inch, blinked.

“Are you here to take us back ?”

(Her tone clearly indicated that she didn’t want to.)

“No. That’s your choice to make. Keeping you updated is all, I haven’t cut to the chase yet.”

“Then spit it out already,” snapped Flamberge. “I hate that interrogatory vibe you’re giving.”

“We’ve already told you we wouldn’t hurt you…” intervened Susie.

“Yeah, well, you could try anyway—”

“We’ve found you badly injured, unconscious, and drifting outerspace. Do you think we’d have gone through all the trouble to put you on recovery if we had hostile intents ?”

The girl opened her mouth, but Zan outstretching an arm in front of her with a firm command had her shutting it tight before she could retort, and she exhaled loudly through her nose instead. Francisca, who followed everything without a word, placed a hand on the Blazing General's shoulder. Their leader, in the meantime, had returned her full attention to Magolor.

“You’re with that pink one, aren’t you.”

“Indeed,” he replied, eyes crinkling from an invisible smile. “But they’re not aware of your presence here yet. Before that, I have to know what you’re planning to do next.”

The sisters turned to their elder with questioning looks. For the first time since the start of the conversation, Zan’s gaze shifted away from her hosts and went to trail somewhere on the floor.

“I won’t ask for your little backstory, nor for your connection with that priest,” Magolor said, seeing their hesitation. “But I have one tip to give you.”

His eyes took on an eerie gleam. “Tempering with a magic that isn’t your own…. It can lead to a fate worse than death. I speak,” he paused, putting weight in each of his words, “from experience.”

(Susie could guess the hidden scars at the corners of his mouth, and shifted her own mechanical legs. The Jambandrans had no business with technology, so she didn’t mention that it could backfire just as horribly.)

The Lightning General snapped her head up to stare back. “We perfectly knew what we were doing.”

“Oh ? Then was getting digested by Dark Matter part of your plan ?”

“You—“

“How do you think your old man went mad to begin with ?”

The woman sprung up, visible sparks coursing around her limbs. The sudden movement had Flamberge crouching as well, fingers curling and uncurling around the hilt of a sword that wasn’t there. Susie clenched the report files she’d been holding, feeling her hair gain volume from ambient electricity. Magolor, not moving, calmly held her stormy gaze.

“Zan, he’s right.”

A pale hand gently caught the General by the arm ; Francisca had spoken, voice as soft as her eyes. Zan looked back at her with half inquiring, half threatening eyes, though the sparks were already disappearing.

“He’s right,” she said again, more firmly. “Hyness is beyond recovery. We can’t go back to the old times. I hate saying that - I hate hearing myself saying that, Zan. But we… don’t have to keep on doing this.”

After a few, suspended seconds, Zan shifted her eyes from Francisca to Flamberge. The latter had dropped her fighting posture but remained tense, staring at her superior in silent intensity.

The General’s gaze trailed to the floor again. Then, bringing a trembling hand to her face, she slowly settled back down, closed her eyes and let out a shaky sigh.

“Japologa,” she muttered to Magolor, who shook his head. The Lor resumed its hum, which they hadn't realized had stopped ; Susie allowed her death grip to relax and glared at its captain. Talk about diplomacy.

After a few moments of silence, Zan Partizanne straightened herself back up, folding her hands on her lap. “What are the options ?”

“Currently, you have three,” the Crown Prince said, lifting some weight off the atmosphere with his usual pep. “One, you leave on your own, with or without your boss, never to be seen again. Two, you return to Halcandra. Three… you come to Dreamland and help around to make up for your actions.”

Zan rose an eyebrow, but Flamberge cut her to the chase again : “Oh, sure, let’s return to the people we tried to kill with a basket of flowers.”

Magolor let out a laugh, and Susie couldn’t help but follow. “The worst is that it works, you know ?” She said.

“Juh ?"

Closing her eyes in bittersweet memories, Susie carried on :

“A man I’ve personally wronged once told me, “the path of lost souls always leads to Dreamland, for it is a place of redemption and new beginnings.” You’d be surprised at the amount of people who’ve been in the same situation as you. Right, Magolor ?” she ended in a wink, which he waved off with a snort.

“Sure,” he said. “Just to tell you that it’s not as stupid of a plan as it seems. As Susie hinted there, you wouldn’t be the worst people these guys dealt with.”

“... What even…” muttered Flamberge.

“One last thing. I dunno whether you plan to stick around your boss, but his recovery is gonna take a while, and I have no guarantee of what will be left of his mind. I’d like to speak to him once he’s awake too – if he doesn’t blast me on sight, that is,” he finished, grumbling to himself.

(Not that there’d been much of a mind to begin with, they both knew, and maybe they did too ; but saying so would only rile the Lightning General up again.)

Suddenly, the Lor’s spirit materialized next to him, making the Generals jump. She leaned down and murmured a few words to her master, who nodded and got up.

“Aaaand that’s it for now,” he said, and Susie stood as well. “I’ve told you the basis of what you needed to know, but any choice is yours and yours alone to make. Take your time to consider the options ; I won’t mind if you need to stay here for a few days. Feel free to start discussing it among yourselves, or just have a look around while I’m occupied.”

Zan Partizanne looked at them. She’d lost her steely stare, and now her eyes were hesitant, and maybe a little afraid. Most of all, she looked tired. 

“Jamanke,” she murmured as her gaze trailed to the general direction of the room where Hyness rested ; Francisca’s hand still on her arm. Magolor nodded at Susie, then left the room, followed by the Lor’s graceful silhouette.

Watching them huddle together, not standing up just yet, Susie mentally reviewed the many turns the conversation had taken. These three were in the same position she’d been in not so long ago, except that their only misdeed was being loyal to the wrong person at the wrong moment. They hadn’t lied, they hadn’t manipulated, they hadn’t betrayed.

Susie made another mental note to introduce Zan Partizanne to Taranza. Then, excusing herself, she left with her mind set on finding some spare, clean clothes.

[teagcn]

the pythons are on a sinking boat and you can only save half of them. which half lives and which half dies?

kaia is already dead to me, so she’s gone. i know i want to save arnie, romina, jade, camden, jude, vera, sophia, and maybe rhen. i don’t know who is left, but the rest can sink. 

[teagcn]

how'd you feel knowing romina and graham slept together? numerous times, even on a boat with a girl you once loved

you know when beyonce said “you could’ve told me you was unhappy. i know you didn’t wanna hurt me, but look what you have done to me now. i gotta look at her in her eyes and see she’s had half of me, she ain’t even half of me”? i would’ve felt that. 

[teagcn]

if there's ever one thing someone could do to you that would break you? what would it be?

i don’t know, having someone pick social media and the sponsors over me almost killed me. 

[teagcn]

how many fights are you gonna have with kaia for you to realize she's not worth it

she’s really not worth it at all, but kaia’s my soul sister and i’d rather keep fighting with her than not do anything with her. 

[teagcn]

why do you have it out for athena?

i don’t have it out out for athena, but i wouldn’t mind seeing her kicked down a building or two. the only thing i have against her is her bullshit facade, but other than that athena is a total doll.

[teagcn]

who do you think is the fakest bitch here?

athena and that’s only because of the front she puts on infront of everyone. 

[teagcn]

are you planning on holding onto graham forever? cuddling with him? you know he doesn't care about you like you need him to, why are you only hurting yourself more?

he doesn’t care about me like i need him to, but a bitch is too dumb and too in love with him to let another boy break my heart over and over instead. 

[teagcn]

do you ever wish that you were still together with graham?

all the fuckin’ time. i don’t miss the end of our relationship because that part of the relationship was so shitty, but the rest of the relationship was so beautiful and loving. he’d bring me coffee after my 8 am lecture and he’d give me a piggy back ride if i was too tired to walk. we’d spend our days cuddling on the couch watching whatever depending on whose turn it was to decide. our families loved us and we were close to each others siblings. i was so happy and being in love with someone when they’re also in love with you is such a thrill. i wish we were still together because i always thought he’d be it for me and that we’d be engaged by now and we’d be planning our honeymoon for after villas and then our wedding would happen with everyone involved and he’d hopefully cry at the sight of me walking down the aisle as his bride and i’d be smiling at him the entire time because he’s the first to cry between the two of us at our wedding, but the stars don’t always align and that’s that. 

[teagcn]

would u ever get back with graham

i’d get back with him in a heart beat if the thought of it didn’t always fall out through the cracks. 

[teagcn]

have you and kaia ever gotten in a serious fight?

we fight alot, but i don’t remember us ever actually fighting. we’ve done some petty shit to each other, but it was never serious and we’d end up talking to each other within the next day or the next half hour depending on how petty we’re feeling. i’m sure we’re gonna have a serious fight soon, though, because of the things that have happened that we never really talked about. she’s my home and she’s my best friend and she’s my ride or die, but i doubt kaia actually realizes how much i’m willing to lose for her. i’m pretty sure she thinks we’re drifting and that i’m choosing all these other people over her the way jade did, but if she needs a serious fight to realize that it’s not like that, then so be it. limp dick’s stinky ass is gonna be put in her place.

[teagcn]

if you could hook up with one person in the house, who would it be?

i’d hook up with nina because you never know what’ll happen when we’re drunk together, ya know? maybe it’ll happen, maybe it wont. we’d start the night fully clothed with two shots in hand and the next morning we’d be naked under the sheets with empty bottles surrounding us. it’d be so hot and a stellar story for our book, i hope it happens.

[teagcn]

✆✆✆✆✆✆✆✆✆✆✆✆✆✆✆✆✆✆✆✆✆✆✆✆

NAME: prince sk(aia)y

RINGTONE: winx club theme song

[teagcn]

all of them

“✆” for a MORNING text. 

[ text to (206) 555 - 9835 ]: my parents said good morning and that you’re invited to my cousin’s wedding in august with a plus one. 

“” for a text that WASN’T SENT. 

[ text to (206) 555 - 9835 ]: if i pretended that being insta famous wasn’t a bother to me, would you have stayed close rather than distancing yourself? ERROR! TEXT NOT SENT!

“☎” for a RUSHED text. 

[ text to (206) 555 - 9835 ]: i dont want to talk anymore so i have to go [ text to (206) 555 - 9835 ]: and talk to another person that’s not a lawyer 

“⁇” for a DRUNK text.

[ text to (206) 555 - 9835 ]: fUCK [ text to (206) 555 - 9835 ]: i miss you[ text to (206) 555 - 9835 ]: im so fucking drunk but i miss yo u[ text to (206) 555 - 9835 ]: and i fucking hate i how i miss you [ text to (206) 555 - 9835 ]: im so fucked and i cant stop missing u 

“✿” for a SUGGESTIVE text. 

throwback text from a year ago[ text to (206) 555 - 9835 ]: can’t wait until we’re in new york after finals ;) 

“ø” for a LATE NIGHT text.

throwback text from a year ago[ text to (206) 555 - 9835 ]: baby can you come over and sleep with me tonight[ text to (206) 555 - 9835 ]: i know it’s already late and you’re in bed but all my roomies left and my bathroom keeps making sounds[ text to (206) 555 - 9835 ]: i really think a demon is living in my apartment and is going to possess me 

“✘” for a HATEFUL text.

[ text to (206) 555 - 9835 ]: i used to think you were the sweetest guy in the world and i was so fucking in love with you and everything you did like you were my heart and soul[ text to (206) 555 - 9835 ]: but now? you’re just someone i wasted 2 years & something months of my life on and another mistake i made in my teens and twenties. [ text to (206) 555 - 9835 ]: fucking pathetic. i can’t fucking believe i wasted my time on someone like you. forever and always my fuckin’ ass. 

“#” for a RANDOM text.

[ text to (206) 555 - 9835 ]: my cousin says late congratulations for graduating

“@” for a SCARED text.

throwback text from a year ago[ text to (206) 555 - 9835 ]: i know we’re going to get married after graduation, but what are we gonna do if we don’t make it past graduation? [ text to (206) 555 - 9835 ]: do you think we’re gonna be friends still if we break up? or do you think that’s just gonna be it for us? 

“&” for a LOVING text.

throwback text from a year ago[ text to (206) 555 - 9835 ]: i’m so in love with you and everything that you do for me [ text to (206) 555 - 9835 ]: from the surprise coffees in the mornings to the piggy back rides after 8 am lectures, i never imagined being able to be so in love and happy with someone the way i am with you[ text to (206) 555 - 9835 ]: thank you for talking to me that one day in class and asking if i wanted to work with you

“%” for a CURIOUS text.

[ text to (206) 555 - 9835 ]: why do you act like i’m the reason why we broke up when you’re the one who kept distancing yourself and running away 

“ツ” for an EXCITED text.

throwback text from a year ago[ text to (206) 555 - 9835 ]: I PASSED MY LIT FINAL!![ text to (206) 555 - 9835 ]: I HAD NO CLUE WHAT THE PROMPT SAID OR WHAT ROMEO WAS SAYING TO JULIET, BUT I PASSED!! I GOT AN A ON MY FINAL!!

“$” for an ACCIDENTAL text.

[ text to (206) 555 - 9835 ]: BABY I GOT THE GOT THE JOB FOR NASA!! THEY EXCEPT MY APPLICATION AND I’M GONNA BE AN INTERN AT NASA WHEN WE GET BACK FROM MAUI [ text to (206) 555 - 9835 ]: I GOT THE JOB!! [ text to (206) 555 - 9835 ]: wait[ text to (206) 555 - 9835 ]: fuck [ text to (206) 555 - 9835 ]: uhm [ text to (206) 555 - 9835 ]: sorry i didnt mean to... i just... sorry 

“♀” for a HEARTBREAKING text. 

throwback text from 4 months ago[ text to (206) 555 - 9835 ]: could you really not make it to date night tonight? like, you could’ve said something? you’ve been flaking on us for the past month and i don’t know what’s going on. i know we’ve been having problems, but now you’re just avoiding me completely and i’m tired of asking what’s going on between us and you saying that everything is fine because everything is not fine[ text to (206) 555 - 9835 ]: stop treating me like one of your clients and just tell me what’s going on because i’m tired of texting you from restaurants while i’m sitting alone at a table and the waiter asking me if i’d like to order without you because it’s been 3 hours and you haven’t showed up and i’m just another pathetic girl who got stood up by the boy that she thought was going to be her always

SEND TEXT SYMBOLS MEMES

[teagcn]

7, 8, 20

8. Talk about one of your worst memories involving someone you hate.

worst memory involving someone i hate would be in first grade before i met kaia and i was friends with these three other girls and we were like a little group. we always sat together during lunch and played together during recess, but we all had different interests and our first grade class thought it was weird how we hung out with each other despite our differences and lack of similarities. one day, this really mean girl named meredith tried to seperate us, but we just kept saying no and stuck together, but then the others joined other clubs and sat and played with those people instead. i was with the science people, one was into soccer, the other into makeup, and the last into choir. we stopped playing together and it was really messy and it was exactly what meredith wanted, but we eventually made up during meredith’s 7th birthday which was a circus themed. one of the girl’s mom was working as a caterer for the party, but u the people who were gonna serve during the party bailed and the mom freaked, but the four of us decided to help her and we made up together. we then decided to show meredith that we’re one and did a performance during the talent show in the end of the year. meredith had a song too and hers was a bop, i’m not gonna lie, but ours was better, you know? anyways, we won the talent show and meredith was mad and tried to complain to her dad (her dad was the school’s principle), but the dad said there was always next year, but she’d be in 2nd grade next year and she couldn’t win the first grade talent show if she was in 2nd grade and not 1st grade. this sounds like a good memory because we won the talent show instead of meredith, but then we all ended up getting into another fight because pretty princess over there thought she was holding the group on her back the entire time and got mad at us all EVEN THOUGH I TOLD HER that i wasn’t good at singing and i could just… dance there, but it’s whatever. we won the talent show and then we lost our friendship after that. we stop talking and in the 2nd grade, we found different people to hang with and thats one of the worst memories because it started out so good, but turned out so bad. 

20. Name someone who’s failed you. What did they do wrong? How do you feel about them now?

so we were in rome, italy because it was our middle school graduation trip and we (as in me and my then best guy friend named gordon) had all these plans to stick together because our other friend miranda couldn’t come with us, so we were like! let’s make a pact to make this trip ours! and it was going good at first, but then we went to the famous trevi fountain and when i threw a penny into the fountain, i met this famous italian singer and he told me that i looked just like his ex girlfriend/singing partner who decided to stay on some island than return to rome with him. long story short, i asked gordon to help me keep our trip supervisor from catching me with the paolo (the singer), but something happened and he got himself in trouble trying to keep me out of trouble. he was almost sent back home and i wanted to save him, but me and paolo had a concert and i had to pretend to be his ex girlfriend for the fans and he kept telling me to sing with my real voice even tho he knew i couldn’t sing and he told me he was using his fake voice because he couldnt sing, but then turns out he really can sing and was only making me use my real voice instead of lip singing (which the other girl usually did) to try and embarass me and that really like? failed me, you know? like i ditched my pact with gordon to sing with paolo and in the end he was just trying to tarnish my reputation and the other girl’s reputation. i don’t like him and i dropped him after gordon helped me expose him during the concert and the other girl came, too. i haven’t heard of paolo since and i’m pretty sure his career ended, too.