Detention, Depths of the Castle, Thursday

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Another beautiful day had begun in Fandom, not that anyone in detention would have noticed. The lack of sunlight, the pleasant sound of Umbridge's voice, and the slightly stale smell of breakfast were all important aspects to making every day in detention routine! Surely everyone knew that surprises were no fun.

Look, the week was half over already and no one had been taken out and killed so far. That had to count for something, right?

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Re: Visiting Hours [07/26]

[poison-pretty.livejournal.com]

"Oh, little house elf, aren't you the cutest?" Karla said with a laugh. "Tending my grave, possibly. Or just continuing to cut the crusts off the sandwiches you make for my descendants. Your kind was made to serve, no matter how high and mighty you think you are."

Re: Visiting Hours [07/26]

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Scent of Heather's laugh this time was cruel. Before Faery and Earth became separate realms, it had not been unheard of for the Unseelie to take human children as slaves. The Wild Elves still collected 'pets' sometimes, if the tales could be believed. And then of course, there was the Wild Hunt.

"Oh you dear sweet creature." If she sounded a bit like Umbrage just now it was only because the kindness in her voice was completely fake. "I will keep the prettier of your grandchildren as pets. The others, they will be sport for my hounds."

"Woah," Leda muttered. "You're scaring more than Pinky right now babe."

Florida too was regarding Scent of Heather like she didn't know her.

Re: Visiting Hours [07/26]

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"And where will these mythical hounds be?" Karla asked. "In the wilds of your mind? Shall you populate your poor broken mind with shades of whole populations as one more step to stave off crumbling in on yourself entirely?"

Re: Visiting Hours [07/26]

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Oh well played Karla.

The sudden change in subject threw Scent of Heather for a moment. Dimly, somewhere within she was aware that she, Leda and Florida had all been a single entity.

But she recovered quickly. "Broken?" she sneered. "Is that what they told you? You may have 'broken' some of these weak humans, but you have not, nor shall you ever, break us."

"So there." Leda grinned. Florida growled in agreement.

Re: Visiting Hours [07/26]

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"And how many of you are in there?" Karla asked, cheerfully enough. "You're a reflection in a shattered mirror, sweetheart. There should only be one of you, and yet there are three. How does that work, hmmm?"

Re: Visiting Hours [07/26]

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Even Scent of Heather was having trouble with this line of attack.

For a brief moment, Florida came forward, growling at Karla, but Scent of Heather quickly regained control.

"Quite well actually." she said almost pleasantly. Aside from the occasional argument about who to, and who should, deal with certain circumstances. "Strength in numbers after all. I'm sure you people know all about that."

Re: Visiting Hours [07/26]

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"Strength?" Karla laughed? "Strength? You're lucky when you can convince all three of you to run in the same direction! That's not strength, stupid girl--that's lunacy. There's a reason a ship has only one captain and a Territory one Queen. You look at yourselves and call yourselves strong, just like you look at those fools cowering in shadows and call them brave. You are done. You all are. And when you're finally too broken to keep going, I'll make a pair of gloves from your hide."

Re: Visiting Hours [07/26]

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Scent of Heather yawned, and then smirked. "You know what I just found interesting? You speak as if you were a Queen. When in fact, you are Umbrage's slave. You are the one who has been broken, not I."