#Anthea Quince

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The tournament is up there, with the rules, my open askbox etc.

Names' ideas from the characters list below (they're examples I've gathered or you submitted, THIS ISN'T A LIST OF CONFIRMED CONTESTANTS. If you want them in the bracket you have to submit them) :

Acerola, Aerith, Ainsley, Almond, Althea, Alyssa, Alyssum, Amaranth, Amarantha, Amaryllis, Amy Rose, Ananas, Anemona, Anemone, Angel Lily, Angelica, Angélique, Anthea, Anthy, Apple Bloom, Araluen, Arum, Asami, Ash, Ashleigh, Ashley, Aster, Artremisia, Ayano, Azalea, Azami

Basil, Begonia, Belladonna, Bellossom, Berry, Bloom, Blooms, Blossom, Bluebell, Botan, Bougainvillea, Briar Rose, Briony, Bryony, Buttercup, Byakuren

Calanthe, Calla (Lily), Camellia, Campion, Carmilla, Carnation, Cassia, Cedar, Celandine, Cerise, Cherry, Cherry Blossom, Chloe, Chrysanthemum, Clove, Clover, Cosmo, Crocus, Cucumber, Cynthia

Dahlia, Daisy, Dandelion, Daphne, Daphnes, Delphine, Delphinium, Dendro, Dendrobium, Diantha, Dianthus

Eglantine, Elanor, Erica, Erika

Fearne, Fields, Ficus, Fig, Fleur, Fleur de Lis, Fleur-de-Lys, Flora, Florence, Flores, Flower, Flower in the Night, Flowey, Flox, Forsythia, Foxglove, Fuchsia, Fuji, Fujiwara, Fuuka

Gardenia, Garlic, Gentian, Geranium, Gladiolus, Gladion, Goldmary, Guzma

Hana, Hanadera, Hanajima, Hanako, Hanami, Hanasaki, Haruka, Hau, Hazel, Heather, Hemlock, Hibiscus, Hinata, Holly, Hollyhock, Hollyleaf, Honeysuckle, Hortense, Hortensia, Hua, Hyacinth, Hyacinthe, Hyacinthus

Iantha, Ianthe, Ibaraki, Iolanthe, Iris, Itsuki, Ivy

Jacinda, Jaskier, Jasmine, Jessamine, Jessamy, Juniper

Kalen, Kalina, Kanon, Kasen, Katniss, Kiku, Kikyo, Kiryu, Kiwi, Kugisaki, Kukui, Kuroba

Laura, Laurel, Lauren, Lavender, Leif, Lemon, Lian, Liana, Lilac, Lili, Lilia, Lilian, LilianaLilium, Liliya, Lilja, Lillian, Lilliana, Lillie, Lillium, Lilly, Lily, Lime, Linnea, Lusamine, Lychee

Magnolia, Mallow, Mandelstam, Maple, Margaret, Marguerite, Marigold, Marlowe, Meadow, Mei, Mentha, Miki, Mimosa, Mint, Minty, Momo, Momoka, Moobloom, Myrrh, Myrrha, Myrtle

Nadeshiko, Narcissus, Nasreen, Nemona, Nepeta,

Orange Blossom, Orchid

Padma, Padmé, Pema, Peasley Peony, Pepper, Periwinkle, Pervinca, Petunia, Pimpernel, Plumeria, Poppy, Posey, Posy, Potpourri, Primrose, Pumpkinhead

Quince

Ran, Rapunzel, Raspberry, Ren, Riko, Ringo, Roisin, Rosa, Rosalie, Rosalina, Rosalind, Rosaline, Rosamund, Rosalyne, Rose, Rosella, Roseluck, Rosemary, Rosemaster, Ronsencrantz, Rosethorn, Rosetta, Rosie, Rosita, Rozaliya, Rue

Sage, Saki, Sakuko, Sakura, Salvia, Samantha, Seagrass, Sensui, Sequoia, Smilax, Sour Grapes, Sprig, Spruce, Strelitzia, Sue, Sumire, Sumireko, Susan, Susannah, Susie, Suzanne, Sweet Grapes, Sylvester, Sylvia, Sylvie

Tamar, Tamara, Tansy, Thalia, Thistlefoot, Thorn, Toph, Tsubaki, Tsubomi, Tulip, Turnip, Twoflower

Utena

Vanilla, Vasily, Venus, Veronica, Viola, Violet, Violetta

Whitley, Willow, Wisteria,

Xion, Xochitl

Yasamin, Yasmin, Yasmina, Yotsuba, Yuri

Zara, Zahra, Zinnia, Zisu, Zhou Xu

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episode two: bullet

ft. Anthea Quince and Viktor Dandurand.

in which two police officers have a conversation about professionalism and also get a good lead (finally)

A groan escapes Anthea’s lips as she steps under the yellow tape covering the alleyway’s entrance. Viktor approaches her, the flashing lights of the police cars illuminating his grimacing face. “Fuck dude, can’t this have waited another, like, ten minutes? I was kind of in the middle of something?” She grumbles. 

 “Language, and no it can’t. This is the third murder this week, and we’ve got a message this time.”

“A message? Like, from homeboy himself?” Anthea’s eyes light up and Viktor gives her a disdainful look.

“Anthea, I told you to stop calling him homeboy. It implies that you’re on friendly nickname terms with the killer.” He says, eyebrows scrunching into a frown.

“Oh, so fucking what. I already know his taste in women and also in murder, I’d say we’d be on nickname terms if we actually met in person by now.”

“Regardless, calling him homeboy is inappropriate. Not to mention it’s a terrible nickname. I’m just going to ignore the rest of that comment.”

Anthea tilts her head and smiles at him. “This is why I love spending time with you, man.”

“Please stop. This is a crime scene, not a coffee date.” Viktor sighs and turns away from her, walking instead towards the police cars. Anthea hangs back, instead taking a moment to appreciate her growing flashing-light-induced headache.

“Huh. That’s, what, twenty seconds? Probably a new record.” She grumbles and looks back at Viktor, who is talking to another officer. He makes a ‘come-here’ gesture with his hand and walks away towards a thin alleyway which is cordoned off by yet more yellow tape. Anthea follows.

She jogs a little to catch up and links arms with Viktor.

“Anthea, what are you doing.” He says, not really expecting an answer.

“What’s your problem with me, Vicky?” She asks after a little pause. Viktor furrows his brow and looks at her.

Viktor stops and turns to her. “Do you actually want an answer, or..?”

“Yeah. What’s up? How can I ease your suffering, etc?”

“You’re too competent.” He says bluntly, offering no further explanation.

“... explanation, please?” Anthea says, waving her hand.

“You shouldn’t be this good at your job based on who you are as a person,” He pauses, looking for the right words, “For example, you handed in a report on our last case written in pink sparkly gel pen and covered in illustrations, and it was somehow the most intelligent and helpful thing I’ve read all year and the chief agrees. You’re totally unprofessional at all times and swear far too much and- I mean, look at the state of you now, you’ve exchanged your uniform for sweatpants, flipflops and a red cape to really bring the look together! And yet despite all this, you’re so good at your job that I’d bet money on your ability to solve this case within the month but I’d feel too bad for whoever bets against you. Somehow, this...” He gestures wildly at Anthea’s current, bewildered state, “is the top detective in Andesty’s police force, if not the best in Haldonia.”

Anthea places a hand over her heart and a small ‘aaw’ comes out her mouth. “You believe I’m our top detective? That’s fucking adorable,” She asks quietly, “I mean it, dude. I actually don’t  know what to say, that’s so sweet.”

“Yes. It’s terrible.” He replies, and begins walking again.

“That’s fucking adorable. I love you, dude.” Anthea’s face breaks into a grin and she ruffles Viktor’s hair. “So, where’s this corpse?”

“This is exactly what I mean!” Viktor sounds offended, but as he turns away Anthea sees a hint of a smile on his face.

A couple of minutes later, the pair arrives at the scene of the crime. Anthea walks forward to inspect. Viktor writes down what Anthea is saying aloud, so she can later translate it into the following report:

The body of a woman, aged around twenty-seven, is sprawled on the floor. Her blonde hair is stained red and her eyes are wide open in shock. In the centre of her forehead is a bullet wound. There are two additional wounds; one in her throat and one in the centre of her chest. Any one of them would have killed her; the killer, however, preferred to shoot three times. The reasoning for this is unknown. This indicates that this is the same killer as in cases #167 and #169-73.

Mentioned also was a message. The message is written on a piece of newspaper in blue marker pen. It will be sent through to the forensics department as a piece of evidence. The message reads: “see you soon, love from homeboy”. This is worrying, to say the least.

“You think? If he knows your nickname for him, used only when discussing the case, what else does he know?” Viktor runs a hand through his hair and looks over the notes.

“Are we just ignoring the ‘see you soon’ element of the note?” Anthea says, and Viktor swears he hears an element of excitement in her voice “This means either we’re close to finding him out-”

“Or alternatively he’s coming for one of us slash someone close to us. Anthea, that’s worrying. Let’s discuss it later at the station; wording doesn’t decay but bodies do. Can we wrap this up so cleanup can take the victim’s body to forensics?” Viktor sighs.

“Ugh, fine. I was just getting into it, as well.” Anthea says, more to herself than to Viktor, and begins to think again.

“So, there’ve been a bunch of cases pretty much identical to this one, same wounds and so on. It’s been, like, six?”

“But this is the only one we’ve had so far with a message, correct?” Viktor taps his pen on the edge of the clipboard on which he’s written down the notes.

“Yeah,” she continues, “so that means either we’re getting too close for comfort or we’re not moving anywhere so he wants to give us a clue, which’d mean he’s treating this whole thing as a game,” Anthea begins to walk away from the body. Viktor asks her where she’s going, to which she replies, “I’m heading back; I’ve seen all I’ve needed to see. Now, there usually aren’t any witnesses. Are there any today?”

“Yes, actually,” Viktor says, striding alongside her, “one Lucy Holt. She’s sitting in the back of the ambulance right now; Varkas is looking after her.”

“Holy shit it’s like fucking Christmas up in here.” Anthea claps her hands excitedly and sprints in the direction of the ambulance. Viktor watches her cape flow behind her and hears the slap of her flipflops on the pavement, shakes his head and raises his eyebrows as if to say ‘how in the living fuck is she so good at her job with that attitude to professionalism?’.

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Plant names!

Here is a list of around 200 flower, tree, herb, and other plant or earth related names, sorted by whether they’re masculine, feminine, or gender neutral. These range from very rare to quite common!

Feminine

Alyssa (from the Alyssum genus)

Amaryllis

Angelica (an herb)

Anise

Anthea (“flower, blossom”)

April

Aster

Autumn

Azalea

Blossom

Brianna (“hill”)

Bryony / Briony

Calla

Camelia

Carmen (“garden”)

Cassia (a genus of plants)

Celandine

Cherry

Chloe (“green shoot”, an epithet of Demeter)

Cicely (sweet cicely)

Clary (derived from the plant)

Clover

Coral

Cynthia (a type of rhododendron, or derived from “hyacinth”)

Daffodil

Dahlia

Daisy

Daphne (“bay tree” or “laurel tree”)

Delphine

Diantha

Ebony (tree)

Erica (“heather”)

Everly (“boar woodland”)

Evette / Evonne / Yvette / Yvonne (“yew”)

Fern

Fleur

Flora

Florence

Gardenia

Hana (“flower”)

Hayley (“hay clearing”)

Hazel

Heather

Holly

Ione (“violet flower”)

Iris

Ivy

Jacinta (hyacinth)

Jasmine

Jessamine

June

Juniper

Kamilla (Hungarian word for the chamomile flower)

Lavender

Laura / Laurel

Leilani (“heavenly flowers” or “royal child”)

Liana

Lilac

Lily / Lillian

Linnea

Lotus

Magnolia

Maple

Marguerite (French word for the daisy)

Marigold

Marjorie (influenced by the marjoram herb)

May

Meadow

Myra (“myrrh”)

Myrtle

Nyssa (genus of a type of tree)

Olivia / Olivette / Olive (from the olive tree)

Orchid

Peony

Petal

Petunia

Phyllis (“foliage”)

Poppy

Posy

Primrose

Rhoda (“rose”)

Rose / Rosa / Rosalia / Rosalie / Rosalind / Rosaline / Rosamund

Rosemary

Rue

Saffron

Samantha (the “antha” ending is similar to the Greek word for flower)

Savanna

Senna (a genus of plants)

Sharon (“field, plain”)

Shelley (“clearing on a bank”)

Shirley (“bright clearing”)

Susanna (“lily” or “rose”)

Sylvia (“wood, forest”)

Tamara (“date palm tree”)

Tansy

Thalia (“to blossom”)

Terra

Tulip

Viola / Violet

Wisteria

Yasmin (derived from jasmine)

Zahrah (“blooming flower”)

Zinnia

Neutral

Acacia

Ainsley (“solitary woodland”)

Arbor

Ashley

Aspen

Aviv (“spring”)

Blair (“field”)

Briar

Bryn (“hill”)

Bud

Camden (“enclosed valley”)

Cedar

Clove

Cypress

Dara (“oak tree”)

Elm

Emerson (Ralph Waldo Emerson wrote “Nature”) 

Fiore (“flower”)

Forest

Gladiolus

Glen

Green

Hadley (“heather field”)

Harley (“hare clearing”)

Harlow (“rock hill”)

Hayden (“hay valley / hill”)

Hawthorn

Hollis

Indigo

Jarrah

Jonquil

Kaede (“maple”)

Landry (“powerful land”)

Larkspur

Laverne (“alder”, “spring”)

Leaf

Lee (“meadow”)

Leighton (“settlement with a leek garden”)

Lennox (“place of elms”)

Leslie (“garden of holly”)

Linden

Logan (“little hollow”, also related to loganberry)

Lynx

Oak / Oakes / Oakley

Oleander

Parker (“keeper of the park”)

Porter (a type of sunflower)

Quince

Riley (“rye meadow”)

Rowan

Sage

Sawyer (“sawer of wood”)

Selby (“willow farm”)

Sequoia

Shaw (“thicket”)

Spruce

Sorrel

Thistle

Vale

Verne (“alder”)

Willow

Yarrow

Masculine

Alder

Alexander (alexanders is an herb)

Ambrose (roses)

Anthony / Antonio (associated with the Greek word for “flower”)

Atlas (cedar)

Ash / Ashton / Asher

Basil

Benjamin (Benjamin fig)

Bradley (“broad clearing”)

Brandon (“hill covered in shrubs”)

Brian (“hill”)

Cosmo (cosmos)

Dallas (“meadow dwelling”)

Dale

David (Davidson plum)

Douglas (fir)

Evander (“yew warrior”)

Everest

Florent

Florian

Forrest

Garland

Garrick (“oak tree grove”)

Grover

Heath

Hyacinth

Ivor (“yew”)

Jared (“rose”)

Jay / Jaden (similar to the Jade plant)

Jeffrey (pine)

Joshua (from the Joshua tree)

Keith (“wood”)

Kiefer (“pine tree”)

Kunal (“lotus”)

Landon (“long hill”)

Linus (“flax”)

Maximilian (a type of sunflower)

Nash (“at the ash tree”)

Nolan (Nolana is a genus of plants)

Oleander

Oliver (from the olive tree)

Oren (“pine tree”)

Owen / Ewan (can mean “born from the yew tree”)

Perry (“pear tree”)

Reed

Riad (“meadows, gardens”)

Roosevelt (“rose field”)

Royce (“rose”)

Silas (“forest”)

Sylvester (“of the forest”)

Teak

Thorn

Timothy (Timothy grass)

Valerian

Vernon (“alder”)

Walker (one who walks)

Wesley (“west meadow”)

William (Sweet William is a flower, and there is a tree called the King William pine)

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anthea onisse, griega, cincuenta y un, oficial de policía, madre adoptiva.        “defiéndete, no dejes que nada ni nadie te haga sentir menos,                                       porque eres todo para mi.” 

Anthea es la de las palabras de aliento, consejos, de la mano firme cuando se necesita, de las sonrisas cómplices y es quien aplaude con más fuerza cuando la griega logra algo importante. Es a la que por las mejillas le corrían las lágrimas de impotencia cuando Athenas regresaba del colegio con alguna herida, marca, raspón o moretón. La que a gritos pedía el nombre de los responsables, como si pudiese vengar los daños ya hechos. Porque los pequeños pueden ser realmente crueles cuando las cabecitas se les llenan de prejuicios, ideas ya armadas, de los horrores y amenazas inventadas que representan el ser criada por dos mujeres. Oriunda de Creta, hija de un oficial de policía retirado, la última de cinco dolores de cabeza y la única mujer. Jamás fue fanática de lo delicado, ¿y cómo serlo si en casa todos se comportaban como animales? una más del montón, campeona de luchas improvisadas, su gancho al hígado es letal, dicen aquellos con quien comparte apellido. Quince años tenía cuando besó con licor en los labios por primera vez a quien se convertiría después en su compañera de vida. Amor de preparatoria, de caricias a escondidas, salidas a hurtadillas por la ventana porque tus padres no lo entenderían y los míos no lo sospechan. Graduación en puerta, futuro incierto y unas ganas inmensas por comenzar una vida juntas, pero es imposible cuando apenas tienes el bachillerato acabado y la presión por un futuro que ya elegiste. Se dice que, es tradición para los Onisse asistir a la academia de aplicación de la ley, y con ella no fue la excepción, e incluso, se graduó con honores. Fue difícil el abrirse, aceptar ante todos que no era una simple amistad la que ella y la dueña de hebras doradas compartían, hermanos que si no bien no entendían del todo, lo aceptaban, progenitor con ideales muy cerrados, no dudo en cerrarle las puertas del hogar una vez la noticia recorrió cada rincón del lugar. Y fue así como emprendieron a Fira; un par de maletas, casi nada en los bolsillos, siempre esperando lo mejor. Cinco años después la pequeña de esmeraldas grandes llegó a su vida, imposible no enamorarse de ella desde el momento en el que la sostuvo por primera vez en sus brazos, inclusive antes, cuando conocieron a la madre biológica de Athenas, cuando asistieron al primer ultrasonido y entre imágenes borrosas se imaginaron su carita, cuando el corazón se le rompió al escuchar que la adolescente no quería nada con la pequeña, y fue en ese entonces cuando juró quererla, protegerla, cuidar de ella.  

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sabine vryzas, griega, cincuenta, dueña de una tienda artesanal, madre adoptiva.                      “un por favor y gracias nunca están de más.” 

Sabine es la de voz suave, sinónimo de tranquilidad. Madre, enfermera, cómplice y amiga, multitareas por excelencia. Capaz de alejar cualquier problema con tan solo una sonrisa y una taza de té. Orgullosa de las arrugas que se marcan en el borde de sus labios, porque son el recuerdo de una vida llena de sonrisas, o al menos eso dice ella. De padre griego y madre española, nació y vivió en barcelona hasta los doce, cuando una oportunidad de trabajo los obligó a mudarse a Creta. De vestidos floreados, cruz en el cuello y domingos de misa, voz angelical que sobresalía entre el coro, pascua era su época favorita, ansiaba llegar a la edad donde pudiese irse de misiones, enseñar y aprender de aquellos que no corrían con la misma suerte. Y entonces, la adolescencia llego, despertando suspiros, intereses en los compañeros de colegio, y era inclusive un alivio para sus progenitores el que ningún muchacho despertara interés en la de hebras doradas, qué alegría el que estuviesen primero los estudios, pero poco sabían que el interés despertaba poco a poco, que el ritmo cardíaco aceleraba y el nerviosismo la atacaba cuando su mirada se posaba en los dulces labios de quien en ese momento era su mejor amiga. No llegaron a nada, jamás se llenó de valor para salir de su zona de confort. 

A anthea la conoció cuando cursaba el segundo año del bachillerato, compañeras del laboratorio, un hola y adios, ¿puedo ver tus apuntes? ¿qué tienes en la respuesta dos? La conversación no iba más allá de las preguntas triviales, fueron contadas las veces que se juntaron para realizar alguna tarea, un roce, una mirada, mejillas coloradas y nada más. No fue hasta la fiesta de invierno, donde con licor de más en sus intravenosas de armaron de valor, fue Althea quien dio el primer beso, y Sabine quien dio el segundo, tercero y así hasta quedarse sin aliento. Quince de diciembre, las dos lo recuerdan bien. Desde entonces las cosas fluyeron con una naturalidad impresionante, se volvieron sonrisas, risas, y secretos. Cuando el bachillerato terminó no hubo planes de alguna universidad, no sentía la necesidad de un título académico cuando en el mundo había tantas cosas por hacer. Viajó un año a latinoamérica para trabajar con las comunidades pobres y regresó al momento en el que Althea terminó la academia, para aclararse con sus padres. A diferencia de la familia de la azabache, sus padres (aunque con tiempo) aceptaron la noticia.  

Al poco tiempo de llegar a Fira comenzó con un pequeño local de joyería artesanal donde se ganaba lo suficiente para ayudar con los gastos, al momento en el que Athenas llegó el local comenzó a crecer, y con el paso de los años no era novedad encontrarte a la pequeña arriba del mostrador con tu pedido listo y una sonrisa de oreja a oreja. Y en cada lugar nuevo parece que la suerte la acompaña porque su trabajo siempre es bien recibido, actualmente cuenta con un pequeño local en Oslo, donde Athenas la ayuda después de clases y en las vacaciones.