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𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐀 ⬑ πŒπ€π—πˆπŒπŽπ…π… ([personal profile] carmesi) wrote in [community profile] abraxaslogs2023-09-05 05:07 pm

β€’ OPEN β€’

Who: wanda maximoff + others
When: september/october
Where: solvunn, horizon, nocwich
What: catch-all for the month! including quest, and general top-levels for solvunn. horizon threads based on request! additionally, she'll be in nocwich teaching high magic basics.
Warnings: blood??
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[personal profile] familysucks 2023-10-18 10:31 pm (UTC)(link)
[Michael looks up at her with an expression that doesn't take a mindreader to decipher. Do you really want him to carry you, Wanda? He might tell passersby that she's weak with longing to see her beau again, and they'd never doubt that eternally serious face of his.]

Only you and the old woman have the gall to call me lazy.

[But since no one else is listening in, he's putting up with her bratty behaviour. Younger siblings are incorrigible (in general, even the ones that aren't his).

He sighs a bit at her pigeon-feeding approach. It works, but they're going to run out of enticements long before they reach the abandoned settlement at this rate. The spriggan is also taking its sweet time, spoiled for choice as it picks up each treat and sniffs at it to find the best bits to eat.]


We're not at the park, Wanda. One at a time.
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[personal profile] familysucks 2023-10-18 10:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Didn't we agree I'm making the rules?

[Spoken with stoicism and serenity. He can be a pain in the ass, tooβ€”and although no one's watching them, his brothers wouldn't have to be witness to this for her to convince them of it. They already know.

All in good fun, of course.]


I was thinking of it more like training a dog. Teach it to follow in exchange for a reward.

[And maybe then, once it trusts them enough not to lose its mind like a rabbit with all four feet off the ground, they pick it up and carry it the rest of the way.]
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[personal profile] familysucks 2023-10-23 10:44 pm (UTC)(link)
[That's just what making the rules means to Michael, a consequence of once having had power over life and death. Being in charge means being in charge of all of it, down to the tiniest detail.

It gives Wanda something to fight him on, anyway. It's good for her.]


Less time when food is involved.

[Though Wanda may have a point. She's probably had more experience with dogs than he has. And, maybe even more importantly: a spriggan is not a dog. Michael tilts his head, considers the little living jumble of rocks and moss as it approaches Wanda.]

See if it will let you touch it.
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[personal profile] familysucks 2023-10-25 04:09 am (UTC)(link)
[He's about to ask what she's doing, but the spriggan rolls into the bag before he can even open his mouth. Michael waits for it to realize its mistake, but there's no sudden struggle. He can hear it continuing to munch away, the sound now muffled by the fabric of the bag.

For a moment he pauses, the goal-oriented side of his mind butting up against the one that wants things done his way. In the end, results always win.

He sighs.]


I suppose that will do.

[Michael stands and makes his way over to Wanda's corner of the garden, so he too can peer down into the bag and observe the spriggan.]
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[personal profile] familysucks 2023-10-30 09:37 pm (UTC)(link)
[That's the kind of look that suggests to him that she's cheating in some way. If she had used magic he'd have noticed, though, and she isn't suddenly looking faint, so he supposes it's just the satisfaction of getting to do things her way.

Michael sighs. You win some, you lose some.

He accepts the bag and loops the drawstrings over each arm, carrying it like a front-facing backpack. The spriggan seems content nibbling away inside but if it tries to let itself out, he'll see it.]


Now we take it back to the Abandoned Settlement. If the other spriggans are particularly happy to have this one back, we may receive flowers and a dance.

[He assumes once they put it back, it's going to stay put. There are no more roaming beasts to chase it away from home.

There's chittering from inside the bag, a sound like pebbles clicking together, and a small hand emerges, a sunflower seed clutched between its fingers. Michael looks at it, hesitates, but then accepts the seed with a weary expression.]


Thank you. [He looks to Wanda.] Let's go.