@Natasha
(Btw Harper is Latina)
(Btw Harper is Latina)
Scarlet breathed a sigh of relief when her other left, long blue gown trailing behind her. Finished packing, she went over to her seat by the window and opened it for a bit of fresh air, heading out for a snack.
Quinn shifted on her feet as she looked around the shop as the dark haired boy bargained with the other. She looked down and glanced at her watch out of habit.
"Hmm okay." Cade looked down at the list. "I'm not sure which one she wants…" He picked the largest one. "I'll take this one." He pulled out a small sack of coins. "How much?"
(ah alright, sorry about that my dudes.)
(Okay, it’s all good.)
“Just five,” Santiago said, handing the bag to him and pushing the others aside. He leaned back against the counter slightly.
Cade nodded, taking out five of the silver coins and placing them on the counter. He took the bag and slung it over his shoulder. This is so girly…oh well. "Thank you." He tried to sound polite. Not quite wanting to go yet, he began to stroll around the store, not necessarily looking for anything.
Harper stood up when her sister was done, putting her jacket back on over her sleeveless black shirt. "I'm going to go get something to eat. You hungry?" Her sister shook her head. "Okay then. I'll be back in about an hour Aubrey." then Harper weaved through all of the halls and rooms in the underground resistance shelter, geeting a few people here and there. When she got up to the surface, she melted into the shadows, seeing a few of the queen's guards.
Quinn looked around the shop, her deep blue eyes studying everything. Her fingers tapped against her leg as the watch in her pocket ticked, a habit she could never seem to break.
Willow pushed the bag away and grabbed her metal blue watering can. Nutmeg chittered, crossing his tiny paws.
"Hey! I like aesthetics! I know I can just water it, but watering cans remind me of my mother" she crossed her arms and pouted. Nutmeg rushed back into the tree and Willow got back to work, talking to her plants, some of them even responded.
(I have to go for now sorry, bye!)
( see ya! )
Santiago nodded and collected the other few bags, walking back to the isle he had gotten them from and out them back. He went back up to the counter and stuffed the coins into his pocket. He finished up cleaning and set the rag aside.
Harper stumbled into a shop. "Umm…………do any of you know where I could get something to eat?" She asked the teenagers that were in the shop.
Quinn looked over at the boy who was cleaning up the shop, her fingers still tapping against her leg. She checked her watch one more time.
She turned towards the girl who had stumbled into the shop, her deep blue eyes studying her.
"I have a few things. . ." Quinn spoke up.
Scarlet walked down a generously decorated hallway in the castle, headed for the kitchens. All of a sudden, her mother’s heart-stopping shriek split the air.
Harper put her hand gingerly on her shoulder, not sure if the girl was talking to her or somebody else.
Her gloves were too small. Willow groaned and threw the gloves away, searching for a new pair. They were all too small. When had her hands gotten this big? Willow inspected her calloused hands that had dirt underneath the fingernails. Nutmeg seemed to laugh at her.
"Oh shut up, Nutmeg! I guess I have to make a trip to town." Willow sighed, "I hate going into town. Too many people and stares." she shuddered and looked at the trees that surrounded her. "The forest is like my home."
Harper flipped the hood off her head, revealing her green and blue hair. "Umm………………………………" She said, not sure what to do.
Scarlet sprinted towards the sound of the shriek, rounding a corner and freezing in the spot when she saw her mother plunge a knife into the chest of a butler, laughing maniacally as her carefully sculpted blonde curls were splattered with blood. Scarlet turned and ran as fast as she possibly could, maroon hair flying in her face while her heart pounded, ears ringing with the sound of laughter.
( Well, Quinn's father, the White Rabbit was one of Alice's butler. So now you can probably guess what happened to him . . .)
( Well, Quinn's father, the White Rabbit was one of Alice's butler. So now you can probably guess what happened to him . . .)
*Queen laughs in the background *
//ik it says this is closed but pls let me know if it opens up again!
Willow went back into the house and got dressed, slipping into a yellow blouse and cuff jeans. She wiped the mud off of her white sneakers off with a towel and grabbed some money from her wallet. Venturing through the forest was always fun, as the trees and the creatures provided a cocoon of happiness, but the town was scary. Full of people and the queen. Willow picked at her fingernails and untied the bandanna from her head, causing a bunch of flowers to fall out. She giggled, her hair was full of flowers. Tucked into the crevices, nestled between the curls, just flat-out on top of her hair, the ever-lasting flowers that she grew were always finding their way into her hair and they never came out. It didn't matter anyway, she liked them.
Santiago looked up at the woman who entered the store. He glanced at her strange hair color and leaned forward against the counter. “Huh..”
//ik it says this is closed but pls let me know if it opens up again!
Probably soon, I’m just gonna wait until we get the story circulating properly so as not to be overwhelmed with too many people right at the beginning
Quinn leaned over the counter, tucking a strand of blond hair behind her ear.
"Do you have some spare watch parts?" She asked, taking her father's watch out and placing it on the wooden counter.
Scarlet flew down the staircase, her feet carrying her as far as possible from her psychotic mother. Heart pounding furiously, the image of the butler’s horrified eyes as he slid to the floor replaying over and over again in her mind.
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