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Post by Deleted on Jan 9, 2017 14:13:04 GMT
 Snowed-In Surprise; Long Time No See!
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OOC: Alright, here we go. One of the first attempts and writing the mother / daughter duo. Honest feedback appreciated!
Nicolas Mclendon
Victoria Grace D'Avoire
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“Are we there yet?”
“Nicolette Rose D’Arvoire, if you ask me that one more time I will turn this hovercar around and we won’t see Uncle Nic for another handful of years.” Victoria found herself narrowing her eyes off to the rearview mirror, the lenses of her glasses reflecting light and making her seem that much more serious — as if her stern ‘mom’ voice wasn’t doing that already. Both of the threats, of course, were baseless.
There was a snorting storm of giggling. Rosie loved it when her mum got all flustered over her jokes. “A--”
“And no — we aren’t there yet. Also, no sweets for the weekend.”
And that was when the little one suddenly went rigid, piping up and deciding to not risk any deserts for the sake of a few more laughs.
Victoria found herself sighing. She loved her daughter, but sometimes she was just a bit too much. Especially when she was trying to pull some cartoonish joke while Victoria struggled to find her way through West City. This entire metropolis was downright confusing, making the prospect of giving someone a surprise visit all the more difficult when you couldn’t find their home in the first place!
A sigh escaped the witch mother, her eyes glancing down at the glowing phone screen that sat nestled in her lap. She pulled over, a long nail tapping away on the phone screen as she considered giving Nicolas a call. Doing so would surely spoil a superficial aspect of the event. Just as she was about to give up and give him a ring, a thought popped up into her head; relief tugged at the woman’s lips, which formed into a tender smile.
Victoria turned her head just a little over her shoulder, “Rosie, sweetie, want to play a game?” She offered.
“Okay, mummy.” Rosie’s voice was unsure; she wasn’t sure what kind of game there was to play in a car — unless it was the ‘quiet game’, but that she had already figured out was just a trick her mum employed to keep the calm.
Rosie was surprised when Victoria announced the game was ‘hide and seek’. Rosie prompted to cover her eyes, did so after removing her large glasses. Her tiny hands came up; as the girl began to count to ten, that’s when Victoria got to work. Swiftly, the woman placed her hands together over her lap, summoning her worn, cream-colored grimoire on her lap. The book, opened to the middle page, began to swirl with purple letterings, which scrolled through the pages. Victoria pressed her index finger against it and focused. She was using her magical abilities to find out just where her dear old friend lived!
She was mildly surprised when a long URL scrolled at the header of the book. Victoria was slightly embarrassed to find that her Gloomy Grimoire simply opened Nicolas’ ‘About Me’ page on SpaceBook — which contained not only his address but a wealth more of information.
Victoria found herself relieved, though she made a mental note to nag him about the dangers of leaving his public information out there in the open. Just as the book was closed, a tiny hand reached over and grazed against Victoria’s side.
“You’re it!”
She almost jumped, beginning to wonder just when the little one had stopped counting.
“Why do you have your diary in your lap, mummy? I thought you were supposed to be playing! You forgot to hide!”
Victoria, a little flustered, promptly slid the book off into the passanger’s seat, and out of her daughter’s sight — she wasn’t just ready to explain their magical background to the little munchkin just yet.
“I didn’t forget, dearier!” Victoria called, hands reaching up and taking a hold of the steering wheel. Soon she merged back into traffic, “You’re just too good at this game!”
The lack of further questions indicated Rosie had bought the excuse… Victoria also seemed to be rewarded with a breath of respite, as little Rosie soon found herself napping in her booster seat.
Even with Nicolas’ address in mind Miss D’Arvoire had a hard time getting to him. But, thankfully, she soon managed to find not only the address but a rather convenient parking spot right up front. A sigh of relief escaped the magical amazon, who promptly undid her seatbelt and exited the vehicle. She moved along to the backside of the car and tugged the door open.
A gentle kiss was placed on the temple of the sleeping munchkin, who grunted and opened her eyes. Victoria moved over, taking the glasses Rosie had earlier removed and placing it on the girl’s lap. Rosie, still a little drowsy, slipped them on before undoing her seatbelt.
“Careful with the street, dear,” Victoria warned — leaving the little one to circle around the car and meet her back at the trunk.
"Yes, mummy."
Of course, the street was mostly empty. Should this be currently a rather busy section Victoria would never have left her little one out of the car by herself.
Once at the trunk, Victoria reached down and scooped up an aluminum tray — a lasagna she had baked before taking the little trip over, as well as some sugar cookies which were inside of a large plastic pot. Rosie hugged the plastic pot once it was handed to her — happy to be of help.
With the trunk closed, the two ladies soon found themselves heading over to Nicolas’ apartment. Victoria pressed down on his buzzer and waited. Looking over to watch as a flurry of snow began to descend down. An early noon snow shower? She didn’t remember seeing that in the weather reports… But it was nothing to lose sleep over.
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Post by Nicolas Mclendon on Jan 12, 2017 6:19:12 GMT
"Nicolas! Come on! It's 2:30 in the afternoon! The buzzer is buzzing!" Donna called out to the closed door of Nicolas' bedroom as she knocked on the door with her floating fingers in a rhythmic (if not slightly annoying) manner. "Ni-co-las! Get uppp!" The android whined, placing her head against the door. "Get up get up get up get up get up!" She let her muffled voice reverberate throughout the room trying to get her partner to wake up and come out to greet the day. The only problem, of course, was that Nicolas had no intention of getting up.
It was fucking freezing. To put it plainly, and Nicolas wanted no part in it. In fact, he was wrapped up in his bed with four or five blankets like a burrito-man. As the knocking persisted however, Nicolas was forced to reluctantly stand up. At first, he tried to hop to the door (since ignoring Donna clearly wasn't working.) He didn't expect, however, that his blanket shield would slowly start crumbling with each jump till he was only in his boxer briefs and his trusty cat t-shirt. Now thoroughly frozen and thoroughly angry he'd yank open the door causing Donna to fall forward and unto the floor.
"WAAAUGH!" Donna scrambled before hitting the floor. She blinked a bit, looking to see Nicolas in his boxers. Her face turned a few shades darker as she covered her mouth letting out an eep. "N-Nico! You're in your undies!" She stammered, not exactly looking away. "Y-you can't answer the door like that!" She said latching her fingers around his ankle in an attempt to try and keep him from getting the door.
"Too bad, if they're gonna show up in this godforsaken cold they're gonna deal with my undies!" Nicolas fumed, pulling open the door. "Yeah what is it-" He froze, face turning pale as he came face to face with his childhood friend. His jaw slackened as he let out a squeak. Before anyone could say anything he'd slam the door (with enough force to crack the frame slightly.) He rushed into his room.
"DONNA EITHER LET THEM INSIDE IN FIVE MINUTES OR KILL ME NOW WHATEVER IS EASIER." He called out as he locked his door.
"...Did he crack the door?" Donna uttered looking to the front door of the apartment.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 15, 2017 16:38:50 GMT
Bother the mother and daughter were set waiting for a while. Victoria held the lasagna tray without moving or straining; she wasn’t growing tired in the slightest — the magic that reinforced her body made it so that silly little trials like this wouldn’t much tire her. But that wasn’t to say the same of her daughter; little Rosie hadn’t undergone the same mystical enforcements. It wasn’t long before she was grunting and eventually crouched to put the cookie pot down.
Still, there was not a hint of complaining; Victoria was proud of that.
Although given the waiting Victoria was beginning to wonder if Nicolas was home. It wasn’t until she heard some thudding footsteps that a little bit of relief washed over the witch. Good, she didn’t come all the way over here only to have to turn back. Admittedly that would’ve been the weak point of a surprise; if they weren’t home the surprise would’ve been a rather dumb idea.
Hearing Nicolas’ approach, Victoria allowed a faint smile to draw on her features. Professional, polite, pleasant, amicable — that’s how Victoria always presented herself to the world. To her friends, she was also warm.
Once the door was yanked open the lungs filled with air as she prepared to give her dear old friend a warm welcome. Unfortunately, before anything was said, there was a loud slam following a brief glimpse of Nicolas in his not-so-thorough PJs. Her smile didn’t fade, but if someone could see a visual representation of her thoughts they would simply see a vast array of question marks.
Rosie, however, peeked from behind her mum, glancing over at the door. She noted the crack, “What happened?” Rosie asked, “Why is the door hurt?”
The breath that Victoria had earlier saved for a greeting, was then used to give the only answer she could. “I… I have no idea what just happened.” Victoria admitted, though her mind worked tirelessly at figuring that out. "Also, sweetie, the door isn't hurt — it's cracked; doors can't feel pain."
“Is Uncle Nic home?” She wondered, stepping next to her mother, looking up at the witch who still stared — blankly and slightly confused — at the door.
“I — well… Uncle is certainly home, but… He didn’t seem to be ready for company… Which is weird, considering how far we are in the afternoon.” All of the woman’s features relaxed as the puzzle pieces seemed to slide together into a perfect order.
“Oh, my…” Victoria mumbled under her breath, a slight pink hue shading in her cheeks. His life was in such disarray at so late in the day — he must have some kind of special company. Maybe this was a mistake; maybe she shouldn’t have tried to pull off a surprise visit.
Rosie glanced down over the cookie jar she had earlier set up. It was a little chilly out, but her mum bundled her up enough so that while she couldn’t really feel her cheeks anymore, she was overall rather cozy… But she was also a little peckish; they hadn’t really eaten much until now — Victoria insisted on saving up her appetite.
Maybe she would be able to sneak a cookie or five.
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Post by Nicolas Mclendon on Jan 27, 2017 9:13:46 GMT
After a moment or two, the door would reopen for the pair. "Sorry about Nicolas, he just got out of bed five minutes ago. It's not cool of him to leave you out in the cold." A feminine voice with a slight nasal whine would speak to Victoria. The source was a figure, not much taller than Nicole, that had stepped into view. It was obvious from the get go that the girl: with her monochromatic red color scheme, floating fingers, and circuitry in her eyes was a synthetic of sorts. "Here let me take that for you!" She smiled, her floating fingers latching unto the lasagna tin before pulling it out of Victoria's hands. She smiled in a gentle but sweet manner before turning and heading to the kitchen, leaving the door open for them so they could follow her in to the smallish apartment.
"Feel free to sit wherever, I'm sure Nic will be done in a moment." Donna called out, giving his door a firm knock for good measure as she passed it by. "He normally wakes up ten minutes before class then stumbles out in three minutes fully, if not sloppily, dressed." She giggled, setting the food on the counter before grabbing a series of silverware with her indivdual fingers.
Right away Victoria would be able to see that the living room of the apartment was immaculate. It was so clean and tidied that it looked almost like a model home or something out of an advertisement. The only thing that ruined the image was a banner taped above the main couch that read: "DONNA: QUEEN OF COUCHLAND!" The banner was decorated with a cartoonish Donna grinning wide on one end and a grumpy looking Nicolas on the other. The girl looked up from what she was doing before moving back to converse with the two.
"I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Donna!" She smiled, offering a hand with those floaty fingers to both the girls. "I'm Nic's roommate and maid to an extent." She grumbled, cutting her gaze aside to his room.
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