#sparkledcrowns.

[slivertm]

CLOSED ; for @ethercvl and @sparkledcrowns' DAY COURT MUSES

considering the treasure she'd left buried in their court, iphigenia felt that being around the fae of the day court was unsettling. while once, she'd known a friendly face or two, she made an effort to steer clear of their paths lest she be forced to engage in an uncomfortable situation. they were plenty lovely, but served as too much of a reminder of her shirked responsibility. today, she felt like a cornered dog, tugging on a taut leash.

"excuse me," iggy says, announcing her presence. "i have a message from lady ulka... she asked to pass along the message that she will be in the infirmary for an extended period of time."

[slivertm]

iain laughs off the compliment. he'd get used to the whitening eventually. surely it'd go back to normal when the weather did. if it did. if they made it home.

"it's only a matter of time before you do. we just need to be consistent." thankfully, the lady had nothing but time. what else was there to do here? "i will say, it's great to see you learning something new, sienna. most fae wouldn't bother with new skills." the fae gives her arm a firm pat in a subtle assessment. oh. yeah. really shrimpy. he'll make a meal plan. iain doesn't let on though, his smile staying pleasant. "listen, i have a meeting with the dawn emissary soon. let's meet here tomorrow for your next lesson, alright?"

☆ﾟ*·ﾟSIENNA LOOKED DOWN at her arm, shaking it up and down a little bit. "wow, didn't think it was that bad. but to be fair, sewing doesn't build up a lot of muscle," she explained, knowing that she spent most of her time in comfortable positions, even her arms. the redhead knew she wasn't strong, but that didn't mean that she couldn't build up to it. and she didn't need to be super strong, just enough to feel like she could save herself if something happened. "i trust you. so, what do we need to do to work up to this? i know it's not going to happen overnight. i just want to prepare myself for the work." sienna wasn't sure she was completely ready for it, but she wanted to try.

laughing, she pulled her hair up into a ponytail and shrugged her shoulders. "nah, not bad at all. in fact, it suits you, just alarming and different is all," she stated, taking a step closer, looking at his hair. "you should embrace it, babes."

[ethercvl]

closed starter for @n1ghtsongs ( lydia ) | @sparkledcrowns ( aoife ) | @shvdwscng ( lailah ) | @dcwnthercad

"i   have   a   proposition   for   you."   samara   spoke   as   she   walked   alongside   the   other.   "winter   is   in   full   swing   now,   plenty   of   snow   covering   the   ground   now."   it   had   been   a   long   time   since   the   scholar   had   thought   about   trying   to   get   out   on   the   snow   as   they   had   when   they   were   children.   "perhaps   we   could   find   some   materials   and   craft   us   a   sled.   i   haven't   gone   since   i   was   a   child.   and   these   are   all   new   hills   to   me,   what   do   you   think?"

[feathcrcd]

@sparkledcrowns

the wooden floors were glowing in a thousand small shards of glass, illuminated from the light of fire from the grand fireplace in one of the common areas of the wing celeste had a chamber assigned in. there was a girl visibly distressed bent down and rushing to cleaning up the mess on the floor. was it an accident? a mistake? what did it matter. celeste overlooked the girl's work, content to see her inch as far away from her as possible, inspired by fear of annoying her any further. the sound of glass against the wood was interrupted by steps loud enough that made the peregryn turn on her heel, glass crunching under her heels, reminding her of the sound of snow crunched on the pavement outside. " elias, " she spoke, her eyes sparkling in the small amount of light that made itself available in this space. " we did not wake you with this mess, did we ? "

[silverflcmes]

closed for @sparkledcrowns ( ellie ), continued from here

the commander smiles in response to ellie's presence, inclining his head towards her in greeting. he proceeded to pour a cup for her, allowing her to take it when ready. calix nods but a small sigh leaves his lips, " i am doing as well as we can be given the circumstances. every day we are still here i miss home more and more. " the dusky skies could not compare to the light of day and no argument would sway him from that. he shrugs, " i appreciate the offer, but i tend to not snack during my meetings and if i did i am capable and you need not concern yourself with it. " calix was much the type to do things for himself if he could rather than asking it of another to do it despite his high status in the inner circle.

[stxrfclls]

desmera  didn't  pretend  to  understand  what  it  felt  like  for  illyrians.  she  expected  they'd  not  been  effected  much  at  all,  wings  not  relying  on  magic.  but  she  was  distinctively  high  fae,  it  wasn't  as  if  she  had  experience.  "  i  agree.  "  she  says,  not  wishing  that  on  her  worst  enemies  or  least  liked  fae.  "  careful,  general,  those  are  dangerous  words.  "  she  says  lightly.  in  truth,  she  always  tells  people  never  to  think  or  say  such  things  for  the  fates  will  find  a  way  to  answer  the  question.  "  i  shall  leave  that  up  to  you,  i  prefer  to  remain  far  away  from  them.  "  she  understands  the  draw,  the  interest  and  the  desire,  but  desmera  simply  does  not  wish  to  befriend  a  drake  in  her  lifetime. 

☆ﾟ*·ﾟELIAS WAS MORE than thrilled that he could fly again, that those wings could get the stretches they needed when he needed them. "don't think i ever want to feel that again," he stated, chuckling softly. wanting more than to believe that everything would work out, elias was still unsure that nothing else would happen. they were still in a different court and life was still different than anything they'd ever experienced. "i sure hope so! how much worse can it get?" he looked out at the court before him. "i would like to get close to one of those dragons though. they're so incredibly fascinating. i'd love to see how their wings work."

[shvdwscng]

CLOSED ⟳ @cetusxcetus , @sparkledcrowns , @stxrslisten , @crxssdhearts ( not a group thread ! )

if  these  tides  of  change  had  not  raised  far  greater  concern  for  all  of  prythian,  the  high  lady  of  summer  would  be  somewhat  impressed  that  the  sickly  boy  king  truly  grew  a  backbone.  however,  it  was  not  the  moment  to  appreciate  a  stronger  king,  not  when  the  power  he  held  was  that  of  nothing  close  to  what  they'd  ever  seen  in  his  late  father's  rule.  the  high  kings  had  their  own  set  of  abilities  throughout  history,  but  nothing  that  surpassed  that  of  the  seven  high  rulers.  alina  had  not  seen  much  of  kabir,  a  bit  too  preoccupied  in  matters  that  were  now  entirely  out  in  the  open  since  the  night  of  the  festival.  truly,  she  had  mentally  prepared  herself  in  the  days  that  followed  for  all  sorts  of  talks  and  whispers  of  her  and  ced,  and  two  types  of  inquires  that  would  be  hurled  in  her  direction.  now,  this  new  situation  at  their  hands  concerning  their  boy  king.  what  she  had  learned  from  her  spymaster  and  various  accounts,  of  the  king  and  his  rather  prominent  absence  had  her  mind  pulled  in  all  directions.  "i  am  not  certain  how  or  why,  but  this  court  has  to  be  providing  him  these  abilities."

[lichtundschattens]

to: @n1ghtsongs, @ethercvl, @sparkledcrowns, @stxrfclls, @slivertm, @arashway

"Of course it had to be summer," Ares muttered, irritation thick in his voice. The heat clung to him like a second skin, stifling and relentless, and he had never been the type to bear it well. His patience had already been worn thin, but this? This was just cruel. Yet, as much as he wanted to curse the sun itself, he supposed there were more pressing matters at hand. Aerin was safe, that was what mattered. Everything else, the negotiations, the politics, could wait. But the heat? The heat was immediate. And unbearable.

"Death by heatstroke. Must be the plan," he grumbled, swiping at the beads of sweat trailing down his temple. His wings flared slightly, an attempt to offer himself some shade, but it was useless. A pathetic excuse for relief. The sun had already declared war, and it was winning.

"Tell me people around here do something other than just throw themselves into the ocean to cool off," he added, shooting a glare at the shimmering waves in the distance. "Because if that’s the only solution, I might just let the heat take me now."

[crxssdhearts]

@silverflcmes @n1ghtsongs @sparkledcrowns @ethercvl @liuyan(any muse, not a group thread)

Xavier was doing his favorite activity. Well not his favorite activity but one that he found he was able to use in so many ways. That activity, drinking at the local establishment and meeting new people. Now maybe that sounded so mundane and boring to most, but for Xavier it was how he had become so good at his job and why he was able to charm most people into doing what he needed. With a drink in hand, he approached the patron from the right, his gaze initially lowered before lifting to meet the other person’s eyes directly. “Wow,” he murmured, shaking his head slightly and letting out a soft exhale.

[alaradraven]

location: dusk court. isolated part of the library. time: midday. with: @sparkledcrowns ; damon.

BEING a scholar for the Night court was hard. Read this, translate that, it was hard work for a lady of her delicate constitution - but, she loved it. She loved being surrounded by books & papers & pens, & she made all her little notes in various glittered colours. Whoever said scholars had to be dull, obviously never met her.

The worst thing about scribbling things down was the posture - her neck & back were killing her, & not to mention the cramp in her right hand from continuous writing. Sitting back on her chair, Alara rolled her neck & massaged her palm for the tension to leave, when she suddenly got the sensation she was no longer alone in that part of the library. She could hear various fae traipsing around the more populated area, but she came here for solace & work.

Still, she was never the one to pass up on an opportunity to meet new people. Tilting her head to the side, she asked, loud enough to the newcomer to hear, but not loud enough for every other arched fae ear to catch.

"Are you looking to spy on our hosts & their obscure lives as well? Here I have a rather interesting scroll about their Dark Mother & I'm confused. It's similar to ours, but her character seems... well, dark. Not much of a mother in my opinion."

[liuyan]

location: summer court, adriata. time: unspecified. with: @sparkledcrowns , haoyu.

THE TRANSPORTATION on a beam of light had certainly put things to a perspective. While she had still been a little panicked at it, she had slowly started to adjist her senses - & the remnant of faer had faded away once her dark gaze had zeroed in on the second in command of Dusk.

it was a relief to see him unharmed, as well.

While she & Erinya had taken quite the tumble, both of them had come of out of it fairly unscathed ( the bits & pieces of sand that had gotten caught in the seams of her dress aside ) & the Dusk fae she had accounted for so far, had all been safe & sound. While she couldn't find her siblings, she had guessed they were either back home or transported here. It was only a matter of time before she would find out where they were.

"It's good to see you're all in one piece, A'Yu." she greeted him with a light smile, allowing herself the sense of relief at seeing another one of the inner circle members safe & sound.

even if displaced on a sandy beach.

"Where do you reckon this place is? I know it's not Dusk, but... it does read like one of the seasonal courts. It's too hot to be winter, so it has to be one of the other three. Summer?" Yanyan mused, then turned to face him.

"Are you in one piece, though? This had been... quite the change for us."

[slivertm]

CLOSED ; for @sparkledcrowns and @n1ghtsongs' MUSES.

in a very strange way, iain was starting to grow comfortable in their current arrangement. it wasn't home exactly, but he was starting to learn shopkeepers names. the blueprint of their lodgings were sticking to the back of his head and he was able to trace it with his eyes closed. considering that he had never truly left the spring court except for vacations to the other courts while growing up, it was strange to even start referring to a different building as 'home'.

"i never understood what it meant to be homesick..." iain muses outloud, "but i think i'm sick of missing home, you know?"

[slivertm]

it feels like he’s closing in on her now, even if his feet are planted. jia backs away anyway, putting any welcome amount of distance between them. "don't apologize," she says. she means it in an honest way, as if she truly doesn't want him to concern himself with resurfacing her truest nightmare. she hopes they never cross paths again. it was all his fault for asking, reminding her how poor the night had been thus far, but she doesn’t want to make him feel guilty for it. for a casual killer, he seemed to have a conscious. "no. i'd like to return home if you don't mind," jia says, her stomach in fragile knots. without waiting for a response and with a lurch, jia winnows back to her estate, just in time to puke into the bushes.

END.

☆ﾟ*·ﾟTHE SPYMASTER WATCHED her react, watching her body change from a joking manner to looking sick. her words worried him. he wasn't much of a comforting person, but that didn't mean he didn't care about the well being of others. "hey hey, i'm sorry," damon stated, well aware he didn't usually apologize for much. he wasn't sure if he should move closer to her or if that would frighten her more. "look, it was an accident and rightfully his fault for jumping me. it'll all be okay. i can go put him somewhere else if you'd prefer."

[ethercvl]

closed starter for @sparkledcrowns ( aoife ) | @silverflcmes ( roslyn )

"unfortunately   my   hunting   bow   did   not   come   with   me   to   the   dusk   court."   he   started   to   explain   to   the   other.   he'd   been   trying   to   find   one   that   would   suffice   while   he   was   stuck   in   the   dusk   court.   but   he'd   not   had   the   best   luck   yet.   maybe   asking   his   older   sibling   was   not   the   right   choice.   there   had   to   be   somewhere   else   that   he   could   get   his   hands   on   one.   "have   you   perhaps   seen   a   shop   that   sells   something   that   i   could   hunt   with?"

[silverflcmes]

closed for @sparkledcrowns ( ellie ), continued from here

the pursuit of knowledge and the pleasure of reading was not something that cerys would ever look down on. how could she when she was the scholar of the dawn court, whose very job was to ensure their libraries were kept intact and well taken care of and that any new knowledge the high lord and such would be apprised of. the lady looks to the other, a tilt of her head at the other. " i see. " she sighs, " it is fine, this space would have been found eventually. " she slips a bookmark into the book on her lap, " what is it that you think others would judge you reading for ? "

[shvdwscng]

closed ◟ @n1ghtsongs , @slivertm , @sparkledcrowns , @ethercvl

the  seemingly  complains  of  the  heat  had  not  gone  amiss,  and  perhaps  if  he  were  not  a  day  fae,  he  could  relate  to  the  aversion.  however,  for  the  day  lord  who  had  missed  day's  sun  for  months  on  end,  could  not  help  but  relish  in  summer's  for  the  time  being.  it  was  almost  similar  to  the  warmth  of  day,  though  they  held  their  differences,  he  could  appreciate  both  in  varying  degrees.  he  had  shed  his  coat,  leaving  him  in  a  loose  white  shirt  as  he  found  his  way  inside  and  began  searching  for  the  rest.  he'd  found  ced,  kaizer,  as  well  as  alistair,  and  selina,  but  he's  searching  for  his  sisters.  pausing  when  he  heard  a  familiar  voice,  he  looks  to  where  one  of  the  rooms  yet  again  held  some  form  of  a  pool  or  a  spring.  he  was  beginning  to  wonder  if  every  room  had  such  a  marveling  sight  of  following  water.  he'd  seen  a  few  of  the  waterfalls  in  the  cervices  of  this  palace.  "i  thought  i'd  recognized  your  voice."  he  steps  into  the  rooms,  "once  we've  gathered  the  others  and  settled a bit,  i  intend  to  take  a  dip  in  one  of  these."