#euphemia:odessa001

[goddless]

𝐅𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐅𝐎𝐑 :  @ovrshadcwd​ .

𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐌𝐏 :  002, IN VINO VERITAS, LUGHNASADH FESTIVAL, 01 AUGUST 7PM .

𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐕𝐀𝐂𝐘 :  not warded .

          the memorial had been poignant — almost too much so. wixen flooded the gardens with earnest, likely more than eager to lift the thick layer of mourning that covered the day like a blanket, even a little. a crowd had never intimidated euphemia, not when a flashed smile or a honey-coated ‘pardon me’ could part for her a wall of wixen like the red sea. she had her hazel eyes set on one of the stalls that lined the garden. on it, a collection of rare potion ingredients were stocked — ones that she likely couldn’t obtain just anywhere, especially considering the way she’d recently begun the icing out of one lazarus avery. another theoretical body to add to her steadily growing mixed pile of its kin and real ones. 

          small smile plastered on red-painted lips, each obstacle in her way is vanquished with ease — until she encounters the back of a head. she’d know it anywhere, for she’d spent many a year sharing a common room and dinner table with odessa bones. the hufflepuff common room had been euphemia’s domain, and she knew all that resided within it. inconsequential as odessa was to euphemia during their school years, she’s up for a chat — she’s allowing herself this one day to feel, to accept inane distractions. tomorrow, she’d wake up renewed and focused. in order to receive justice, someone had to pay — that she knew. nothing came for free, even with veela charm. when compared to all the times that euphemia’s convinced someone to give her her way, the exceedingly gory and reckless process of giving herself her way is much more difficult to swallow.

          crossing her arms, euphemia clears her throat.     ❛ i have t’ say, it’s been a long time since i’ve been blocked by the view o’ the back o’ your head, odessa. ❜     irish lilt only strengthened by the wine that heats her body from the stomach out, euphemia aims a strategic smile at the younger bones sibling — one that clearly persuades: keep me company.