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Lorelei Valentin-Blair

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  • Char PB India Eisley
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  • Char-Stud Ylev 05. Fifth Year
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  • Birthdate Day 14
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  • Birthdate Year 2003
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  1. Invite Not A Little Girl Anymore

    Lorelei knew exactly what to expect, and her lips tugged into a smile at the sound of her siblings. They were much smaller than she thought she remembered, but then again she was much bigger than she had been as well, and they crowded around her waist, as well as their mother's, in a big group hug for a few moments, before all the questions began. Far too many for Lorelei to even begin answering. Not that she thought they needed to know all the intricacies of all that had gone on, of where she had been exactly over the months. They held a much younger view of the world than she ever had, and as with her mother, grandmother and great grandmother, she felt it was best for them to be that way - to have a childhood. Of course, Lorelei also had to remind herself that she was supposed to experience the rest of hers. How, she wasn't certain. Though she knew that she was looking forward to returning to Tally, at an older age than she had been. She hoped that she and Lauren would be in classes together, but also that she could be in classes with Aiden as well. She was looking forward to seeing her friend again. "Hello Papa. I missed you too," The teenager said lightly, a happy smile on her features as soon as she saw her father, though her brow creased in slight concern at the strain he seemed to be placing upon himself. Jezebel let her go, and she went into Viktor's arms easily, closing her eyes as she hugged her father tightly, while also sending a little more calming energy into him. She didn't want him to have a coronary right there just after she'd come back home. Jezebel helped some more with that, placing a hand on Viktor's shoulder when she'd sensed it herself, though the small action appeared to drain the mother easily and both the young women were reminded of the energy she'd already expended tonight. "Mamiere, you should sit," Came the concerned voice of the teen, and Jez didn't argue, simply nodding before making her way to a sofa and practically collapsing onto it tiredly. Lorelei watched her to make certain she was alright as she gave her father another squeeze, before then relaxing a little and drawing back just enough to look at him with the now oddly coloured eyes and a gentle mixture of happiness, with a hint of sombre sadness beneath it. "Much has occurred tonight, Papa. Mamiere is quite drained, and... there have been ill tidings. Grandmiere's David is no longer with us," She said quietly, already sensing the confusion and upset in her siblings with the announcement. "Sollozzo has finally decided to strike," Lorelei continued, knowing her mother was too tired to be explaining such things, though the woman welcomed the triplets climbing on top of her and the sofa she was laying on while Lorelei spoke with their father.
  2. Invite Something Happened

    Lorelei was quiet as she observed Lillian at the woman's silence over the search for her sister. She was of a greater understanding of the connection between the twins now that she could feel the bond first hand, and did not quite understand how Lillian could have 'lost' her own sister. No doubt there was much that the woman wasn't telling them, or didn't want to tell them. She simply ate her food, however, while her mother nibbled a little at hers. Her lips twitched in a moment of amusement when Lillian froze slightly at the nickname that Stuart had given her, turning her face downward just a fraction in order to cover the mirth. However, as she considered all that had occurred, and all that had yet to be done, a presence made itself known at the edge of her mind. The girl's head lifted, an expression of curiosity in her features as her gaze turned toward the door. Jezebel, in her near passed-out state, felt it as well, and her sleepy blue gaze shifted as a frown plucked at her lips, as though unsure if she was certain of what she was sensing, the feeling of those who were searching for something or someone. Those of the blood would sense it, their own, but something more. Though that link of their blood they could also sense one not of theirs. "It's appears you shall not be in need of contacting Cassandra," Came Lorelei's voice, before she ate the last bite of her pie and then stood to step toward the door. Upon opening it, she curiously watched the young redhead as she stepped inside as though sleepwalking, in her underwear and a short singlet no less. Her eyes were not the usual bright green and gold rings, but that of bright green, turquoise and a deep familiar blue as they appeared to search the room, studying each person until they stopped on Alex, and then they closed and the young woman could have been sleeping standing up as she swayed on her feet. "She walked all the way here," The teen mused as she noticed the bare feet, scrapes that were healing quickly on them. "Is she awake...?" Came Jezebel's own concerned voice, it was strange to sense someone who wasn't their own so strongly, but soon the link appeared to weaken as the life inside of the redhead appeared content with their destination and almost seemed to go back to sleep. Almost instantly, the woman in question appeared to stir and jolted straight up when she almost toppled over. "Huh, wha-...?" Cassandra blinked a few times, dazed, though her eyes had returned to their normal colour, and she stared at the room like a deer stuck in headlights. "I... how even...?" She frowned a little and wrapped her arms around herself as she looked around. This was definitely Adele's house, and now her bedroom at home where she'd fallen asleep. How had she got here? And why was everyone else here? She recalled dreaming about death, her parents, pain and despair, and then suddenly felt herself surrounded by unconditional love and protection. Right now though, it was taking a lot not to just freak out. And something else at the edge of her mind, "Something happened." She said, as though she already knew somehow. "I would say that seeking Bethianna's advice in the near future is certainly a good idea," Came Lorelei's statement as she plucked a coat from the rack near the door and placed it over Cass' shoulders. "They appear to be wanderers, and seem to attract friends..." She glanced behind her through the still opened door, where there were a number of animals sat out the front yard, watching Cassandra until Lei shut the door. "I'm lost over what just happened, but I'm pretty sure all these things can wait til at least the morning. We should get Jez and Améa to their beds, Lorelei home, and Lauren can stay at my place til the morning," Stuart said, ruffling a hand through his hair, before looking to Cass, "Are you feeling alright?" "I'm fine," The young woman shook her head, a frown on her features as she still tried to make sense of things, "I can get home easily... or stay and help out. If there's any way that I can with whatever it is that's going on. Sorry, I really don't know what I'm doing here, didn't mean to barge in."
  3. Invite Something Happened

    Lorelei said nothing in regard to Alex's questions over how many lives Cass may be carrying within her, but rather she simply listened to the goings on. Much of it largely didn't involve her, aside from obviously being willing to support and help Alexander out as much as she could as well. She wasn't certain yet just how limited Lillian had made her powers, but she now had to rethink the plan she'd been making for being rid of Thomas Sollozzo for good. Now she had to seek out assistance, but Adele neede at least a little time to grieve, to come to terms with what had happened. And so the teen was silent as she contemplated, though her gaze shifted toward the kitchen as she smelled the egg and vegetable pie that was cooking, suddenly feeling very hungry. Of course though, she hadn't eaten in such a long time, it made sense that she would feel so hungry now. She nodded at Améa's words, understanding what the woman meant, and considered Alex's own. "It seems fair, being that Auntie Cass is a part of the family, not only through Uncle Xander, but also those that she now carries. I am unsure if we know how the magic of the Sorceraic and that of the Fae would react either, whether they will fight as our blood does with mortal, or combine due to such similarities in the nature of magic and beings," Lorelei's gaze then shifted to Lillian, "It is not my decision to make though." She was curious as to what Lillian thought of the situation as well. Jezebel was almost asleep, though trying to pay attention as much as possible, though her gaze lifted as Stuart stepped out of the kitchen with a tray. There were cups and a pot of tea, as well as a large plate with cut squares of the egg and vegetable pie, as well as smaller plates. He smiled around at everyone gathered, though there was a tiredness in his gaze. Slipping a piece onto a plate and getting a knife and fork, as well as a napkin, he offered them to Lillian first, while Lorelei helped herself quickly to a piece. The man then handed out a plate each to Jezebel and Améa, before offering some to Lauren and Alex as well. "Adele can't stay alone," Jezebel said after taking a small bite. "It's going to be rough looking after both the boys while also trying to deal with David's absence." "I'm sure something can be worked out. I don't mind staying on the couch here for a few days or so, or she and the boys can come to my place. Alternatively, Mum would probably stay over and help take care of things, unless you were planning on doing that, Lils," The man looked over at Lillian with a raised brow. He didn't really think that she would jump at the opportunity to pick up the maternal caregiving type role, but one never knew.
  4. Invite Something Happened

    "You should take a seat, Grandmiere," Came Lorelei's soft and gentle voice as she watched the woman whose empty gaze seemed to simply follow the goings on around her. She was still in shock, that much was clear, and how could she not be? In one night her husband was murdered, and it was revealed that the daughter she'd believed long dead was actually the child that had tormented her on a number of occasions. Briefly leaving Lauren's side, Lorelei moved to gently grasp Adele's arm and lead her to an armchair to sit with David. She then returned to Lauren, clasped her hand once again, and led her to another sofa where they could sit, her gaze shifting to Alex once all the arrangements had been made. Jezebel was practically falling asleep as she nestled next to Améa slightly with a small yawn after deciding that perhaps her father was right in not letting her play in the kitchen in her current state. With her sister being the same size as her, and looking almost at completely full health once more, there was a strange comfort she found in being close to her right now while they were feeling so worn out. She knew Viktor and the triplets would be thrilled to see Lorelei again, but she also knew she needed to gather a little energy back up again before she went anywhere. Though her gaze shifted to Lorelei as the girl was accused of perhaps already knowing Alex's news. "Woah, really?" It had taken a moment for her to register the news of Cassandra's pregnancy, but then a warm smile touched her lips, "I mean, congratulations. If you're happy about it, then I'm happy for you." There was a part of her that wondered whether it was safe, for a moment. But Cass wasn't a human or wizard. What kind of child, or children, would come from Sorceraic and Fae blood? "Is she alright?" The news of his decision about his Acceptance was perhaps to be expected though. But her brows rose as he mentioned the Violet. Was that another? Like the Brown that Lillian had mentioned, who was from a time past, but now within her daughter? How did Alex even know about all this? Jezebel didn't even know. But, if tonight had proven anything, it was that the power that came from these ones of the past was enough to do a great deal. Maybe it was the key to his surviving. She could only hope. "I suppose there is no reason why it could not be done, as the process has been applied twice already now. And if it can ensure Uncle Xander's survival," Lorelei said softly. She wanted him to survive, to prove that it could be possible for a male to live through the acceptance. For him to be able to continue his studies into how others may be able to. She also did believe that Lillian wanted him to survive as well, as much as the woman tried to distance herself. "Of course we'll take care of her," Jez murmured, regarding Cassandra. As it was, the girl may need them in the coming months anyway. Though she then blinked in surprise as he relinquished any claim of his father's side. She was surprised he knew yet, even though a part of her realised she shouldn't have been. Whenever it was prudent for someone to know something, often someone came along to inform them. Usually Bethianna. She knew why he had decided as well, aside from no doubt not wanting that pressure. His marriage had already placed Adele at risk, if people learned that he was also having a child? But no one knew of him over in their homeland. And it seemed he wished to keep it that way. In the kitchen, Stuart had already broken out the eggs, spinach, cheese, tomatoes, onions, milk, and few other things. He figured some kind of omelette bake with some good energy foods would do well for the women right now, and considering it took very little time to make, and could be snacked on, it was perfect. He was already chopping up some vegetables, before he looked over to Caleb and offered a small smile to the boy. "Help me stir up those eggs, and I'll summon some of Mary's chocolate-sauce filled chocolate cupcakes for you," Stu offered a small wink to him, the poor kid. He was already having to adjust to having a baby here, and now he was going to have to watch his mother in her heartbroken state. "I know you're gonna help your mum out, you're a good kid, Caleb. But, you know, your little brother is going to need you too. He'll need you to help your mum watch out for him. He'll be looking up to you, because you're his big brother, you're gonna be like a hero in his eyes. Need to take care of him, so that he'll think of you the same way you think of Alex." Stuart knew that one of the first steps to making things a little easier for Adele would be to try and get Caleb to warm up a little to being a big brother, and he hoped that the boy's fondness for Alexander coupled with the fact that he had some responsibility to help his mum and baby brother, might let him think about it a bit. As the murmured continued in the living room, Stu simply went about fixing up the energy food, tossing the mix into a pan and then into the oven to bake for a short time, before indeed teleporting some cupcakes and sweets from home.
  5. Invite Something Happened

    Reaching out to clasp Lauren's hand, Lorelei knew that her presence now was a comfort to the other and that they together could perhaps begin to heal that wound which had festered for so long. She knew that it would take more than the presence of the Brown, but that there was still time, plenty of time, to heal. It could take years, decades perhaps, but eventually she would see Lauren at peace and able to forgive. She was not the only one here who had wounds that were taking their time to heal, near everyone in this family had something. And being among one another would help them to resolve such things over the course of time. Cutting Lauren off from her power had been somewhat expected, though Lorelei had hoped that there would be some faith that she could be trusted. Still, she was being left with some at least, she supposed, and nodded a little to Lillian's words. The block was more of an irritation than anything, though it also meant that she would not be able to go ahead with what was being orchestrated. Not on her own, anyway. But she supposed that was the point of such an action. But who to trust with her knowledge? She had promised not to involve Améa, and did not wish to. Nor did she want to place anyone else in her family in danger. There was little choice, however. She would need the aid of one of them, and Adele had already expressed her desire to see the end of the danger to her family. Her gaze shifted to Adele then, reaching out for the woman to look her way and see that she had knowledge, that there was something they would need to discuss away from the others. Not right now, perhaps after though. "I imagine the middle of the night is not the most appropriate time to be arriving upon a doorstep to tell someone that the daughter he believed deceased is actually alive and... now at an older age than she should be," Lorelei commented as she glanced at Alex and Lillian. She agreed that Lauren should be with Alan, she'd suggested it after all, but he was not accustomed to just how... complicated, their family could be. Though, one would think that he was a little used to it by now, he was a simple man who lived a simple life. This would not be an easy revelation for him. "Lei's kinda right about that. Maybe in the morning, later in the morning when it's daylight just to clarify, and I can go with you. Might make it a little easier for him to accept if I can confirm it, he already knows I've had my share of strange dealings," When it came to Adele and the blue-eyed clan, Stuart wanted to add, but felt he didn't really need to. "Besides, Adele needs us around right now too," The man reminded them, though he didn't think anyone had forgotten what else had occurred tonight. He wasn't about to run off because of another revelation in a family that had secrets that ran the length of the Earth's circumference. He was glad that the truth about Lauren was revealed, that she would be among them, going to school, having the life of a child. Jezebel seemed in agreement as well as she settled on the sofa with a nod, her shoulders drooping from fatigue as a hand lifted to muffle a yawn. "So what are you hiding then, Alex?" Came the question from the sleepy woman, she hadn't missed the message in his words. It seemed to be a night of coming together and opening up, but perhaps that was a good thing. It meant they were still all here with Adele, that they could support her when her thoughts returned to David and what happened to him, but also distract her from having to continuously think about it. "I'm gonna get something cooking," She decided, though wobbled as she tried to get to her feet. "Nuh uh, I got it," Stuart interjected with a shake of his head as he lifted his hand in a 'stop' motion, "I'm still not convinced that you might not set something on fire with your cooking endeavours." He smirked as she pouted at him, knowing that she had at least improved a bit in the kitchen over the years. But all the women looked exhausted, and at least getting a meal for them was a way he could help, "Wanna give me a hand, Caleb?" He asked the boy, wondering if he felt a little left out of all that was going on too. If he didn't want to, then that was fine, otherwise, he was welcome to join him in the kitchen.
  6. Invite Something Happened

    Though the room appeared to be filled with shock, Lorelei was quite aware of that near hint of relief that came from Stuart while Adele's attention was fully on the girl who had caused so much grief due to the pain and bitterness she herself felt. It was something that Lorelei was keenly aware of as well, more so than before. She could feel the pain that Lauren felt, her reasons for being so angry with a family that she envied and resented both, separate from and yet forced to watch still. The teen gave Jezebel another small squeeze, before she stood smoothly from the sofa, and stepped over to hug her grandfather as well - something Stuart was only happy to receive. Looking toward Caleb, Lorelei smiled warmly to the boy and silently ran a hand over his hair in a brief moment of affection. Not a hug, he had never been fond of receiving such from her, but a show that she had even missed him. She reached for Améa's hand and offered it a firm squeeze before lightly hugging her aunt then as well. She then looked to her grandmother, who was still reeling from shock, uncle who was seemingly trying to reach out to Lauren after having given a home made brew to Lillian, and then the older woman herself. Stepping over to the seated Lillian, Lorelei leaned over and pressed a kiss to the top of her head, a silent 'thank you' for her aid in returning her. She then looked to those she hadn't greeted properly again yet due to their seemingly being preoccupied. Alex's words, as well as Lillian's from earlier, had made her consider something though. "It has pained her to watch those who she felt so hurt by, caused her resentment to grow," The words were spoken softly, and she then looked to Lillian, "You spoke before of being within my family. Perhaps, that too should have applied to Lauren. Not with Grandmiere, but with the father that she should have known and grown up around. As said, he wanted much for you, and it is not as though you have remained a stranger to him, is that not true?" Her latter question was aimed toward Lauren as she offered a gentle smile, one filled with care and hope for the other girl as well. Even so, as she spoke Lorelei stepped over behind the crouched Alex and flopped onto his back to give him a fond playful squeeze from behind, before then stepping over to Adele to hold her gently for a moment, and offer a small kiss to baby David's head. The greetings to most of those gathered done, her attention then returned to Lauren, who she stepped over and then silently pulled in to just hold. In doing so, she felt the closer kinship, the connection between the Brown and the Grey, and the reason why the Brown had heard the call. It was there, feeding the rest of the negative emotions within her, an overwhelming feeling of... isolation. "You've been so lonely," The words were soft, almost inaudible. It was no wonder she had acted out so much against the others. To be at the edge of everything. Not one of them, not a part of truly anything.
  7. Invite Something Happened

    Returning to herself was a strange experience indeed, and Lorelei almost wondered if Matt's experience was anything like this - except that she was aware it had been vastly different. For one, despite six months of not moving at all, she did not suffer lethargy or deterioration within her body. It was as preserved as it had been the day she'd fallen asleep. For another, she was not alone. Or more, she could feel and remember things that she had not before. A jumble of memories and emotions that might have overwhelmed her if not for her keen sense of self, and awareness of who and where she was. She was Lorelei... but she was also more, someone older, who had until recently not cared to return to the living. But she was aware of her other, awake and silently calling for her. The voice spoke quietly over her, and the teenage girl's features shifted into a thoughtful expression, her eyes still closed while she appeared to be trying to settle something within herself. "Ever impatient and persistent when you wanted something," Came the first words from the girl, before she opened her eyes to reveal that while she still had one as blue as the other women in her family, possibly even brighter than before, the other was now a deep rich milk chocolate colour. Perfectly brown, unnatural in it's own way as the blue of her family's eyes were. She looked back at Flora and there was knowledge there, she knew the Grey, her other half. But at the same time, Lorelei was in those eyes, existing as both herself and the one who had served as the source to bring her back. Jezebel, as exhausted as Améa and Lillian had moved to the sofa as well, kneeling beside Lorelei's head. She saw the changed eye, saw that there was indeed something more there now, but as she studied, she recognised her daughter there, and instantly her arms swept up the teen to tug against her tightly in a hug. A choked half-sob escaped her, muffled by Lorelei's hair, where the mother had buried her face, before she pulled back and examined her more closely. "Lei, you're back, you're back..." Jezebel huffed a soft half-laugh, before she found herself wrapped in another hug, this by Lorelei's doing. "I'm here, Mamiere. I missed you," The teen said quietly, suddenly relieved to find herself in her mother's arms. The sensation of being hugged, she had missed it, she realised. As much as she spoke with such confidence in herself, at the end of the day she still felt most comforted by her parents' hugs. "I am myself... and I am also the past. It is a strange feeling... I am returned to my family, I'm Lorelei," She admitted quietly before they drew back once again and she looked around the room, stopping on Flora, "At the same time, I am also here for my twin within Lauren." She said softly, drawing a strange and confused look from Jezebel, before the mother looked at Flora and then Lillian. In the kitchen, Stuart was only glad to be keeping Adele company. He wasn't nearly as sensitive as the woman or her family, but he knew whatever was going on must have been big. He did smile again, offering a small nod as Adele expressed her hope that Améa may yet recover from some of her past. He honestly hoped so as well, but still his heart did swell at recalling her calling him father as she tried to rouse him. "Well, I haven't heard her play, but we have footy days - which will be cricket days now I guess with summer coming," The man chuckled, and then sighed, "As far as Vladimir, I had no idea. I'd have asked them to consider whether it was the best idea if I had." Which was a polite way of saying that he'd have probably given Vlad a very stern look and talking to regarding what being a 'guardian' meant. Still, as he heard a small commotion going on in the living room - and it sounded like the good kind at that - he looked to Adele and began to stand, before offering her a hand, "Sounds like it might have worked." Ah, if only he'd waited a few more moments though. Rather, he began to walk back to the room, right as Lorelei spoke a name that caused dread to run through him.
  8. It's not what it seems

    "I could find out where you are being held," The girl said softly, offering an easy nod. It would not take much for her to be able to hone in on his location. In her current state, she was not tethered by the physical. She frowned at the mention of his uncle wishing to remind Adele of anything, her nose wrinkling a little in thought. "Were I able to return to my body, I believe I would have the ability to change my appearance to resemble Grandmiere," She mused softly. It was an idea, a risky one, but one that would keep him from Adele, whilst also perhaps catching Thomas unaware. "I shall have to keep an eye on those who associate with my family as well though, if he is to use polyjuice potion. There are too many ways he could slip close, pretending to be her returned husband would be an obvious one, but a very effective one," The girl appeared to be musing partially to herself, partially to Zane, before her blue gaze turned to him. "I shall see what I can do about perhaps granting some small energy toward a mental barrier for yourself, so that you may be able to remain somewhat in control of your actions, while pretending otherwise. I may have to see about borrowing some from another source though. Perhaps it is time I spoke with Lillian." She canted her head in some thought.
  9. It's not what it seems

    "That is why we must make certain that he does not realise anything is amiss," The teenage girl nodded, her gaze narrowing in thought as she considered the man that was Zane's uncle. Her eyes turned to the image of the young man's mother as she listened to him speak, her expression softening slightly for a moment, before she then nodded to him. "And we will plan. He cannot invade this here... when you are sleeping, I am able to communicate with you in a way that he will not be aware. When you are awake, it will be to you to be able to make sure he believes wholly that you are still under his power. All the way up until the moment to strike comes upon us," She didn't sound like a child, planning to end the life of another, but it was clear that she saw this as a necessity. This was survival, for her family. "So long as he believes it, then you will be able to continue to learn his continued plans, and from there we can devise the best plan of attack. A moment when he is vulnerable and unsuspecting, I believe is the only chance that we will have," Lorelei nodded lightly, and her lips pursed in thought. "And I can make sure that my family are protected if there are more expected plans of attack as well," She concluded.
  10. It's not what it seems

    "I will not be in this form forever. As I mentioned already, my family is working on how to awaken me, though it may take yet more than simply power..." The girl mused thoughtfully, her eyes squinting as though there was something on the horizon that only she could see, "Pieces are shifting." Came her soft voice, and then she returned to the present as she reassured him that Améa would be safe, nodding once again with assurance that she would not speak of Zane's curse to Améa, nor anyone else probably. "It is going to be up to us, I imagine. I already had such a feeling the moment that I was able to see what is really occurring here. To involve others is far too dangerous, it would allow your uncle to realise something is going on, and he will escape again. That must not happen," Not this time. The girl was adamant that this threat to her family would be removed for good. Silent as the realisation kicked in for the young man, as he realised that there was a child - his child - which had almost been killed before even having a chance at life, it appeared that determination had begun to well up within him. The teenage girl turned her gaze back to the image of Améa happy with the children, and could feel the resolve that was slowly building. For a piece of information that everyone else had been frightened of telling him about, it was perhaps just what he required to build the strength to face what he had to. "Yes. You will," Lorelei stated quietly, "I believe that you are the only one who would be able to get close enough to. He is of the belief that he is in full control of you. But... perhaps I can assist when the time comes. When I am restored to my body. We shall have to see. But for now, at least know that Améa and Nika are both safe. And know now exactly what it is that you must fight to protect."
  11. It's not what it seems

    "Power is held within the mind and will of a person. Those with the strongest desire and will to achieve something shall do so at whatever cost," Lorelei said, as though it were the most obvious thing that anyone should know, it was clear that the girl was more like Améa and their grandmother, than perhaps Adele or Jezebel. She knew certain ways about things, and certainly did not have the mind of a regular child. "But no one is infallible. If Améa - if any of us - is to ever be safe, then Thomas Sollozzo must die," There was no other way, that was clear enough from the story that Zane had told her, and from what she'd seen of his uncle already. The man would continue to try and find ways to harm her family while he existed. "Améa will feel... full, I suppose is the easiest way to describe it. Full of power, and unable to release it in any way. To even attempt to do so would be dangerous for her," Lorelei explained with a gentle nod, "She feels at fault for bringing this danger to our lives as well, you see. She carries the guilt of not having realised what her relationship to you would eventually bring to our family. Of course, she, like the others, is also unaware that you are also under a curse," The girl's expression was solemn and thoughtful, the entire situation complex to say the least. To tell Améa of Zane's situation would likely have her aunt stuck in an impossible situation: to try to save her love while potentially bringing more harm to her family, or to leave him to his fate and break her own heart in the process. Not that Améa's heart wasn't already in pain. The man seemed to understand, at least, that it was best for Améa to remain away from him, despite how much they may wish to be together, however. And his question was offered a raised brow. "Well, there is an advantage to communicating with you here under the conditions I have set within you. All that we speak about you shall know in your heart when you awaken, but your uncle shall not have access to such knowledge, even if he should interrogate you or pry his way into your mind," The image of Améa and the triplets returned, the one that she seemed to have the closest bond to was sitting right next to her, "Take a closer look, in your heart you should already know why it is that this child causes Améa to smile so genuinely." She looks upon the scene herself with a fond smile, "Veronika was almost killed from your Cruciatus Curse years ago."
  12. Invite Time To Go Home

    The teenage girl waited with all the patience of a saint while the man debated and dallied and thought about all manner of strange things like everything being 'right' and despairing at his own body. She didn't often pry, but it was much easier to see the ways that people thought in this state and on this plane. Thoughts were like the threads that held the world together, after all. There was so much that could be changed with a single thought, a minute decision. She wondered if many people truly realised just how much power the mind had over matter. "A younger body would end up withering and dying, since it would not be yours," Lorelei answered the question that the man hadn't asked, because she felt that perhaps she should, especially since he'd entertained the thought of having to kill her grandfather in that same train. "Not to mention, the soul that you would be damning to an eternity of limbo," The girl added. Once the man was what she decided was close enough, the girl stepped forward, moving her hands out between the 'ghost' and the shell. She did not really have to make any gestures, but for the sake of concentration and the man so that he knew she was going to do something, she would do it. Before she sent her energy toward that frayed tether, however, she send the man a momentary look. "Tell Aiden that I kept my promise?" Lorelei asked, and then without another warning she smoothed her hands over the tether that tied Matt to his body, repairing it in a way that few would ever be able to understand or see for themselves. For the man, it would be almost a suction sensation as he was forced back into his body, followed by the no doubt unpleasantries of real sensations. The air in his lungs, the lethargy in his bones and muscles, the roughness of the sheets, the brightness of the light, smells of hospital, of antiseptic, and the taste of rubber in his mouth. Invisible now would be the girl who only moments before said she could help him, though there would be a sense, a knowing that she was still there right beside him.
  13. It's not what it seems

    The apology was given a look of consideration as the teenage girl listened and watched, however she did not respond right away. The man had a story, and she was willing to listen to it so that she could assess where things had gone wrong. Why it was that someone who appeared to love another, was also harming them. Not to mention the level of danger that Thomas posed. The girl knew he was frightening enough to scare Adele, to cause the woman to hide, to try to pretend that she knew nothing of his involvement with all this... to have allowed her own daughter to continue to be a part in his machinations. It was something that displeased the girl greatly, but it was what it was. Things had already come to pass and now was the time for knowledge, consideration, and action. Once he had finished his piece, the girl offered a single nod, her gaze turning to the landscape as she changed it around herself and showed him once again close-up what had occurred at the party. "Your spell could have killed Adele's brother," The girl states simply, showing the reactions of those who held Sorceraic blood as they were hit with the wizard's magic. "One of our... guardians, I suppose you could call her, changed the spell. However, I had already realised that something would happen if we all fell to the sleep, and so I changed it again and took it within myself." The image paused and then faded as the girl lay on the ground, gradually aging, and Lorelei turned her gaze back to Zane, "So whilst there is some fault of yours, there are others who made choices... sacrifices. Améa is our family, and I - at least - will not allow her to remain a pawn of your uncle's." There was a strange strength within her words, her tone. She didn't speak like a child, held more maturity to her than even Adele did. "Améa is carrying the burden of what has occurred as well," Another image faded into view of the young child version of Améa as she helped out Mary with the animals, occasionally tugging and playing with a necklace as though it irritated her. "She must be the one to be a battery, to contain energy reserved by our family, in order to wake me once again. This is something she agreed to, I should mention. She has not been forced." Lorelei felt she had to point out, "But it will become more uncomfortable, the more energy she is made to hold." Into the picture soon came the triplets, running around the other girl, though one in particular stopped to give her a hug. And to this one, childAmea also stopped what she was doing for a moment and held the girl back, clear pride in her features as she pressed a kiss to the girl's forehead. Lorelei watched Zane as this image played for a moment before fading out. "You know she cannot come back to you, not while your uncle lives and breathes," The girl says softly, "It is not only Améa who would be harmed by such things, there is an innocent who already had to be saved before." Her words were left vague, though her voice sounded pointed.
  14. It's not what it seems

    "Quite," The teen agreed quietly as she watched the scene, before it began to disappear, the woman and children fading out as Zane's attention shifted away from them and onto she who had entered his dream. She watched as his expression turned to a small frown when he realised they had gone, but smiled almost mysteriously at his questions of her and offered a gentle shrug of her shoulders. "I have already mentioned why I am here. I wish to understand your circumstances, how you have found yourself in the situations that you have, what has caused you to harm others when... it would almost seem as though it is the last thing that you wish." She mused softly for a moment. "It is I, Lorelei," The girl then stated simply, turning her blue gaze, the same as her family's onto him, "I do not appear as I was last you saw me, because of what had happened. It... did something to me. I am not dead, but I am as close to it as one could be, and my body has aged due to the magical concoction that I imbibed," She lifts her brows at the man then, tilting her head at him, "My original intent had been to torment, however it appears that you already undergo much of that. Your uncle, it has been him all this time?"
  15. It's not what it seems

    Lorelei had initially intended to find Zane with the thought that she would haunt him, make him suffer for the terrible things that he'd done over the years. However, when she first found him, the circumstances had been... unexpected, to say the least. She'd witnessed as he was tortured and scolded by the man that she knew was his uncle, Thomas Sollozzo. With her presence being barely even noticeable on the ethereal plane unless she wanted it to be, it was a simple thing to go unnoticed as she learned more about the situation that Zane was in, while also becoming more vexed about the sick cruelty within the man who was supposed to be his blood kin. She wasn't entirely certain of the whole story though, she never caught enough to be able to piece it together completely, and so she decided that she needed to speak with Zane himself. The best and easiest place to do this, of course, would be within his dreams. Entering another's mind while they slept was child's play for the girl. She'd done it for Aiden while she was still within her body, and even now she made sure that her friend slept peacefully, while visiting him and telling him all the interesting things she was learning. And so it was that Lei waited for the moment when Zane fell asleep, and she slipped into that subconscious part of his mind, finding herself at the house he and Améa had lived in, only it appeared more homely, warm. She heard laughter of children and spotted the scene with her Aunt and creations of Zane's mind. And he was looking onward, like a spectator who was not a part of it. "She appears happy and healthy here," Lorelei commented softly as her way of making the young man aware of her presence. Her image was that of her current 'age', the young girl now a teenager. Dressed in a simple white frock and barefoot, she wore a crown of roses on her head as she watched the images that the man's mind had conjured up. This was what he had wished for, she could tell. And yet, he'd caused Améa such harm. Turning her gaze to him, Lorelei tilted her head, "You will be able to speak freely here. The Imperius Curse will not reach this part of your mind, I have shielded this dream so that we may discuss candidly. I wish to understand the circumstances under which you have been forced."
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