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Post by Satra on Feb 4, 2009 23:16:56 GMT -5
Tegan gawked for just a little while longer before Heilyn showed up. That was so cool! She'd never thought she'd see an Insect! That was too cool! Heilyn came on the scene to stop any potential trouble that was brewing in the girl and decided it was best redirected rather than letting it go wherever the teenager was planning on letting it roam.
"Tegan, dear. Look, your brothers are here," she said, bending slightly at the waist and pointing in that direction. Tegan's eyes lit up. She loved harassing Mikael any chance she got. She went straight for them with Heilyn slowly following.
Hadrian's attention was brought over from one Yarrow to another. The Queen... The Presiding Quuen of Spades was coming over to him... and remarking on his exceptionally lousy babysitting skills. Hadrian tilted his head. Why would she know what his babysitting skills were, regardless of their caliber?
Then it hit him like like a sack of paperwork. That voice. Those markings.
"Y-you!" he stammered, mouth hanging open. Of all the people it had could have been! He couldn't go back to the court without serving the Queen requesting some other gift be given! In his distraction, Tegan had sneaked up on the pair and tackled Mikael, knocking him to the ground. Hadrian's head snapped to the wrestling siblings and tried to pull the girl off.
"Tegan! Leave your brother alone!" he barked at her before engaging in wrestling with her. Heilyn just raised an eyebrow when she came on the scene. She walked calmly over to the trio and landed one well aimed kick to Tegan's ribs. Hadrian immediately gave the woman space. He knew better than to get in his Mother's way.
"Honestly, Tegan. Think you're a little old for that shit? This is a fucking funeral, for sanity's sake. Now get off your brother and have a little dignity," she sneered at her daughter. Tegan was furious. How dare she embarrass her in front of this woman! However, she knew she was right. She muttered something about getting something to drink and left. Heily knew she'd most likely behave after that incident and let her go. Brat. If she kept going like that, the girl would soon find herself without Mommy and Daddy's support. Hadrian shook his head and smirked. Mother. Always had her own interesting way to handle things.
"Hi mom."
[Nako: I'm assuming that the waif is easily knocked over. XD let me know if I assume wrong. <3 ]
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Post by The Jenn on Feb 5, 2009 12:56:12 GMT -5
The way the canine tilted his head before he realized he'd stuck his foot in it so long ago made Donnie's lips twitch into a small smile. Quite the expressions on this boy. His rank spoke as to why he was here, though she didn't know whether or not he had an actual title or was just brought along as part of his Court. She was going to ask, until a furry form attacked her secretary and she jerked back instinctively.
Ah yes, the girl she'd noted. Brother? She remembered what a big family it had been in the hotel lobby... their parents had to be miserable.
Or just trailing along behind them and waiting to kick them in the ribs. She stood, silently watching the little family spectacle and waiting for it to end, before looking down at Mikael. "Your sister didn't break your hands, or anything else, did she?" The spindly things always looked so delicate, and a sudden impact like that couldn't be good for them. Maybe the angle had been better than that. If Tegan had broken one of her secretary's fingers, she would be tempted to kick the girl in the ribs herself.
Her mother seemed to have a pretty good handle on that, though. King of Hearts? Probably titled, with the way she held herself. The woman had an attitude she could practically feel. "Very... effective means of discipline. Your Highness?" The words came out with a tiny smirk.
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Post by Satra on Feb 6, 2009 1:09:29 GMT -5
[hokay, one more post from me, then Nako. >> *greedy post whore* ]
"Hello, Hadrian. You alright, Mikael?" she asked, looking over him. That girl... she knew better than that. What in the fuck was wrong with her?! She got up when the woman spoke and looked at her. Oh, she was a pretty thing, wasn't she?
"Not as effective as I would like," she commented with a touch of annoyance. "Yes, Highness. It is a pleasure to meet you, Your Majesty. I see you've met both my sons." She paused, not entirely sure what to say. She hadn't expected to meet up with the woman so soon. She turned to Hadrian.
"What are you doing here, actually? Of all the people from the Court of Clubs, I wasn't expecting you." Hadrian just rolled his eyes.
"Yes, Mom, I have actual responsibility in the Court other than playing with dirt," he teased her gently. He would've bee snarkier about it, but he wanted to be careful around the Queen of Spades...
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Post by Nako on Feb 6, 2009 17:07:26 GMT -5
Mikael only had time to suck in his breath when his brother called out a 'you!' in a most surprised, almost accusatory tone before being.. tackled by someone.
Yelping, he was bowled over, limbs flailing as he tried to knock the slightly heavier sister off to no avail. At Donnie's concern of his fingers, he was sure to waggle the things over his head in response. Even with the new gloves, he held them out of the way out of habit.
His mother had to come to his rescue, of course, and Tegan stormed off in such a fluster that Mikael just lay there for a few moments before rolling up off the ground. Embarrassed, he hadn't really wanted to get up. Maybe he'd just... sink into the dirt.
Flicking dirt and loose, molting fluff off of his fledgeling wings. Any chance of introducing his family to his Queen and boss was absolutely ruined. If he wasn't embarrassed near to the point of tears, he'd probably be pissed off. That would probably kick in later.
"Your Majesty..." Just don't cry. It wasn't that bad... "This is.. my mother, Heilyn.. and Hadrian is my brother from the courts. He's here about the gardens."
Mikael -was- a little mad. Mad at each and every one of them right now. Even if Tegan had been the catalyst, Hadrian had embarrassed him right off the bat. He was even frustrated that his mother had to save him from his own sister.. in front of his boss.. and at the most horrific funeral of all time.
"If you do more than play in the dirt, then why are they sending you here to do -more- playing in the dirt? I'm just joshin' you, Hadrian. " He wore a smile, but in a way, he wanted to take a shot at his older brother. He felt like he was due one. "Despite his lack of talent in other areas, if there is anything my brother is good at, it's dealing with plants."
(Gack DX sorry if it's 'bleh'.)
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Post by Kari Muffin on Feb 8, 2009 0:20:40 GMT -5
Zane was still rather confused as to wear the animal came from. It didn't have a collar, and no one seemed to be looking for a dog. It was a strange thing to run into... maybe he was just overreacting. The cute thing was probably just a stray dog.
Peaches puppy yipped happily, her tail wagging furiously. She got up on her hind legs and did an impressive trick of begging. At least she was cheering the poor girl up, right? She had been rather miserable and the poor bird man could only do so much.
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Xiven raised her eyebrow ever so slightly. "Is that so? I only heard rumors that the court was rather... pieced together, but I didn't know that you lost most of your staff. It must be terribly difficult piecing things back together then."
He was a rather pretty man in a strange way. She would keep that thought to herself, however.
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Parsley jumped in surprise when he heard the answer to his comment in his head. Oh shit. He heard that. The squirrels ears twitched furiously as he tried to regain his composure.
This. Sucked.
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Post by The Jenn on Feb 15, 2009 20:34:01 GMT -5
"Yes, I've met both of them at different times," Donnie agreed with a small smirk, looking down at both Mikael and Hadrian. She... wouldn't have pegged them as brothers, just looking at them. What were their parents? She couldn't easily tell the woman in front of her's animal, and the realm was obscure but recognizable only because she'd asked after Mikael's mask once. So then the father had to be at least part Solandrian. Interesting.
At least Mikael looked to be handling the unpleasant situation well enough. She probably would have screamed and thrown a fit if her sister had done anything so stupid, and then looked like a fool in front of everyone in attendance. The boy had a lot more self-control than she did at that age.
"The gardens... are in dire need of help. I would be interested to learn what your Court hoped to accomplish in that area, and why." Her tone was droll but amused, with an undertone of something slightly darker as she continued. "Your brother may or may not have explained the situation lately, but they have become a bit of a problem." To put it mildly.
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Post by Satra on Feb 16, 2009 15:42:42 GMT -5
[Post 'n' Run!]
Heilyn raised an eyebrow. Different times? Well she would assume so seeing as she'd just met Hadrian today... unless the woman had met him previously? Judging from the expression that lingers on his face, Hadrian most likely had. He probably made a pass at her. Stupid boy. Hadn't he learned his lesson about Yarrows by now? The conversation was on Hadrian now, so she stayed quiet and let him speak for himself. Hadrian laughed at Mikael's comment. It was true, really. Hadrian hated paperwork and often had his butt kicked by a certain irascible Torquehelm King for getting behind on it. ...then the Queen began speaking to him.
"I, uh..." he took a breath, needing to clear his head. He was nervous to say the least, "Yes. He explained a little about what, uh, happened. The court heard you'd fired the entire Garden staff and so they sent me... I am a gardener for the Court of Clubs... er, I guess that was obvious..." Heilyn only rolled her eyes. Hadrian was such a pussy in awkward social situations.
"I'm have elemental magic dealing with plants..." he wasn't exactly sure what it was called or why it was, he just knew that he could do it, "So it makes managing and working with them easier for me than most. Oh! Uh, yeah. I'm here as a gift for you from the Court of Clubs.... uh.. er... not me, but a week's worth of my labor."
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Post by The Jenn on Feb 18, 2009 11:38:02 GMT -5
Quite the expressive eyebrow the woman had, especially when emphasized by the hairlessness of a human expression. Very attractive, especially with the lean and whippy body. Hopefully her children would all be equally attractive. Judging by whatever blood had been bred into Hadrian, however, a good number of her spawn were probably beasts. Unfortunate.
Donnie listened to the Jack's offer on behalf of his Court, reserving judgment until the stumbling words came to a halt. She nearly laughed out loud at his last sentence, before he quickly clarified his meaning. He had a long way to go before he was put in the public eye, wasn't he? Except that someone had apparently found it funny to throw him at her for a little while.
If he was competent with elemental earth magic, though, he would be extremely useful in keeping the gardens alive while they attempted to quickly hire replacement staff. Even if it was only bare bones, they had to have someone to look after the plants. They were nothing grand, like the famous rose gardens of the Court of Hearts or the variety that the Court of Clubs was said to be producing, but they were part of the appeal of the palace and they needed to be tended for appearance's sake.
Besides, they were flowers. They were pretty. Even if most of it was non-blooming topiary, they needed to stay sculpted and attractive. If she didn't have flowers somewhere, the Yarrow in her would scream.
"On behalf of my Court, I accept the offer of the Clubs. Congratulations on being picked as the sacrificial lamb." She grinned, baring her human teeth a little in the expression. It was somewhere between amused and scary. "I'm sure you'll have all sorts of stories to report to your Queen by the time you're done here. I hope you're ready to be used." It wouldn't be so bad as all that, honestly. She would work him like the dog he was, but she would be equally run into the ground during that time period. If someone offered her free labor right now, she was going to take it. Maybe he'd have some good ideas on how to reduce the workload for the gardeners so they didn't need quite as large a staff.
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Post by Ry on Feb 24, 2009 2:48:26 GMT -5
Souris' attention was distracted as the Queen interrupted Mikael and Hadrian mid-discussion, followed closely by an adorable female mix trimmed with blue fur, who tackled the imprudent male violently, earning a loud reprimand from Hadrian, who started wrestling with her, only to be sorted out by a strategic kick to the ribs from a tall, formidable looking woman.
Not that she hit the adorable coyote, but the move seemed to serve her purposes. The wrestling stopped, and the female beat a hasty, if ungracious retreat. The mouese considered going after the mix, soothing her ruffled feelings, and befriending her. She weighted that against eavesdropping on the Queen, which might yield more valuable insight into the woman, and decided to see if the mix would prove amendable to taking her into confidence.
She could untangle the Court mechanics far more easily if she wasn't noticed, and she didn't know if lingering to listen would draw the woman's observation.
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Post by Nako on Mar 1, 2009 19:26:40 GMT -5
Perhaps it was because of who he was raised by, but he couldn't help but twist every subtle wording into something perverted. Shifting uncomfortably, his glances went from the stare towards his brother to the furtive glance toward his Queen. She seemed to be taking a liking toward his brother on some level. For some reason, he may have liked it more had she disliked him, or if anything, found him annoying. Then again, Hadrian -had- put his foot in his mouth when he started talking to the woman. He might end up regaining his brashly masculine composure and end up offending the Lady. Hopefully not too much, though; but perhaps just enough to let Queen Donnie know that Hadrian wasn't... perfect.
He was thinking about some idiotic stuff, and he mentally shook himself of his thoughts and glanced around. The Yarrow mouse was still lurking about. Was she trying to listen in? He allowed his gaze to settle squarely on her, unwavering. Perhaps if she realized she'd been spotted, she'd politely move on.
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