e t h a n (duelbreaker) wrote in valesco,
@ 2013-02-24 15:54:00

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Larkin!
He walked as quickly and stiffly as possible through the expansive corridors of the castle. Ethan's head was whirling and he needed to see Larkin right now. In their month than a month long stay here at Larkin and Zayn's castle, Ethan had kept himself entertained by playing along with the castle guard bit, showing off some things to the muggles, and with the bit of liberty he was given, explored what he could. He gained access to a variety of locations, but never enough to be out of sight of the royal vizier. Of course he knew he was a wizard, but even Giaffar's appearing and disappearing acts managed to startle Ethan. Just when he felt like getting close, or getting hold of something that could be useful, there he was, ready to shut things down.

Tonight however, Ethan had set up a decoy. He'd slipped out in the middle of a fight in the guards' dining area that had been caused by some conveniently dropped rumors about some bloke's sister not being pure. That had been fun, and Giaffar was currently delighting himself in writing up the fools who had dared to cause such a ruckus. Ethan made his escape and now he'd managed hopefully some alone and private time with the Princess.

"Larkin," he whispered at the door, knocking quickly. He kept his eyes shooting down the dark corridor. "Whitby, open up!"

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hark
2013-02-24 10:08 pm UTC (link)

Larkin had been in the process of braiding her hair when Ethan began to rapidly knock on the door, though she had little idea it was him that was doing the knocking. Usually after dinner these days, her nights consisted of leisure activities, which she had come to appreciate, followed by some not-so-leisure activities further in the night with Zayn that she always had appreciated.

But it was too early for that, and having already sent home her maid, Larkin placidly rose from her chair to casually walk to the door, not exactly having caught on to the urgent undertone in Ethan's voice.

"Ethan!" she declared pleasantly, ushering him inside at once. She had been meaning to get ahold of him, but with how busy everything seemed to be all the time it had just... slipped her mind. Or there had been other more pressing matters to attend to! Once it had been established that he, and Nico for that matter as well, had been taken out of whatever pit they'd originally been put in and given rooms and security of not disappearing in the middle of the night, Larkin's concern had dropped considerably.

"What is it?" she asked, closing the door behind them.

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duelbreaker
2013-02-25 12:14 am UTC (link)

While he had been taken care of, Ethan had never found himself comfortable. No, no, he was constantly looking over his shoulder, he knew that he wasn't supposed to be here, and to have a royal vizier of a Muggle king actually be magical was more than unsettling. Why was Giaffar so involved, it didn't seem like a normal Wizard/Muggle allegiance, or was the King aware? Zayn most definitely didn't, he had no idea that his wife, his princess was a magical cursebreaker who'd rather traipse around in boots and mud than---

"You look really pretty," he said, though the compliment was lost with the look of mass confusion on his face, his tone greatly suspicious. Ethan shook his head, "Look we've got to talk."

He moved toward the center of the room and pulled from one of his many pockets a small, handheld wireless. But not just any radio! No, it had been nicked from one of Giaffar's wizarding guards, who had all but completely vanished since the trio had arrived in Jordan. Ethan had spotted him by the walls of a courtyard one night and after keeping his distance, had managed to find the guard's sleeping quarters and had, with a few practical skills he may have learned from Nico, broke into the room and collected all the magical items he could find---but only things that would not be missed.

"I nicked a wireless from one of Giaffar's guards," he said lowly, putting the wireless to his ear. Ethan, with some quick motions, held it against his chest and turned the small dial. "There's an outbreak of some freak virus in England---we have to get back."

It wasn't something that he had directly voiced to Larkin, as this whole situation was very sensitive and he didn't want to push buttons that might cause someone to be thrown back into the dungeons. But his brother was a healer, if this virus was anything like last time---it could be so easily spread, Ethan couldn't risk it. His mother, his brother, his nephew---there were too many people he'd left behind for too long.

"We need to go home."

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hark
2013-03-02 12:01 am UTC (link)

The smile present on her lips from his compliment slowly began fade with Ethan's following words. He had stolen a wireless that had told him there was a virus going around back home, so that meant they had to... leave. Her brow furrowed, feeling a bit perturbed by this news. Larkin also wasn't sure how she specifically felt about it either... because... well...

"It's not that simple Ethan," Larkin started, her hands falling to her sides. Her gaze fell as well, taking interest in a nearby trinket on the table. Her hands began to play with it as well, looking only for a reprieve from this current budding situation.

It wasn't that--- she knew it wasn't fair to--- but she had gotten so--- it was complicated! This whole situation was incredibly complicated, tangled even further by the presence of Nico and Ethan but not... Larkin understood that she didn't-- but-- she closed her eyes, and promptly push the small golden decoration face down on the table.

"I just can't leave again," she let out finally, shrugging slightly as she spoke. Would she... did she miss her friends, her brother, who were back home? Yes, of course she did, but they were there and she was in Jordan.

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duelbreaker
2013-03-02 03:01 am UTC (link)

"But it is," he said, shaking his head. Ethan had never been good at sitting around, and when he didn't have something to focus on like dueling, or breaking up spells, he grew increasingly antsy. He understood the seriousness of the situation, he knew that it wasn't something that could be solved in a day, but it had been over a month! A month with no contact with the outside world, a month from when they were supposed to return home. They all had family and friends who must be worried out of their minds about them. Didn't Larkin feel guilty about any of that?

He stuffed the radio in his pocket, there was no signal in the room, which was strange. Ethan let out a breath and looked back to Larkin, "Do you want to be a princess, or do you want to be a curse breaker? It's that simple. You can't be both."

Logic kept his mind from racing into dangerous and complicated tangents. If Larkin wanted to stay here, then that was the life she chose. If she wanted to be a curse breaker again and go back to the life she'd established, then she should do that. One or the other, black or white. Unless Prince Zayn was fine with his wife traipsing across the globe on dangerous expeditions, Larkin was going to have to make the choice. Though, he did have to put into the equation that pesky thing called love. If she truly did love Zayn, that was a definite fault in their step, but---if they were meant to be together, then they could get past a silly thing like the huge, gigantic secret about her being a witch, yeah?

Ethan put up his hand, as an idea struck, "Tell him you're a witch. If he's fine with it then---maybe we can get out of here on good terms. Do you love him enough to tell him? You haven't yet."

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hark
2013-03-06 11:31 pm UTC (link)

Larkin pulled her chin close to her chest, her brows knitting tightly. She of course understood what Ethan was saying perfectly well, as she was versed in the English language, yet her mind seemed to be having problems wrapping around the fact that he was actually saying what he was saying. They were a bit... harsh. And she couldn't help but wonder if he was speaking a bit out of turn.

"That is not--" she started, feeling her face become heated. It wasn't about cursebreaking or the lifestyle she was currently living, it was about-- many complicated things! That she couldn't just explain away because there was some illness going around in England, and--- Larkin's eyes popped at Ethan's last words, deciding that yes, he was overstepping his bounds.

Face turning hard, Larkin crossed her arms over her chest and produced a rather nasty glare. "You don't know if I have or not," she said darkly, her mood worsening by the second. "And it would do you good to realize magic has nothing to do with my feelings for him." She flicked her hair back, and turned to walk somewhere, anywhere away from Ethan. Larkin wouldn't exactly say she was prepared to abruptly end this conversation, but, doing so wasn't exactly beneath her, so...

She turned, half talking over her shoulder. "Which are, also, not any of your business to be making decisions about."

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duelbreaker
2013-03-09 02:12 am UTC (link)

"Decisions? I wish someone was making decisions," Ethan let out, beyond frustrated.

He wasn't very good when it came to talking about relationships and love, he would be the first to admit that. He didn't have a hard time with women, but the emotional baggage that came along with relationships had never suited him or his personality. But he could wager that keeping a gigantic secret like being a witch from the man you were supposed to spend the rest of your life with, was not something that was going to help the marriage flourish.

"If you had--would we still be here?" Ethan was loyal, he was loyal to a fault. He had stayed within the walls of the castle to stand by Larkin and Nico, they were his team, they'd gotten stuck in this mess together. But he had a family back home. He had a brother, a mother, a nephew that he desperately missed and it killed him to think how they must--he was sure they were going mad. He'd already brought enough grief onto his family's shoulders, and for this to not even be part of his current job description caused his bones to ache at night.

"Don't talk to me like I'm some servant of yours," Ethan snapped back, brows furrowing. 'And it would do you good'? Yeah, right. "I honestly don't care what you and the Prince talk about, I just want to know what the hell we're still doing here! The vizer's got our wands, I know I'm being followed---If you want to stay here and be the princess, that's one thing, but...do you? Larkin, just tell me if you do."

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hark
2013-03-12 05:07 pm UTC (link)

"I'm not talking about this with you!" Larkin let out shrilly. She wasn't, he didn't know-- he had no idea what he was talking about. Or, if he did, she didn't feel comfortable enough to continue on with his brash words. They had gone on one assignment together, one! That was not-- for all intents and purposes, that didn't mean she knew anything about Ethan, and he her, except for perhaps some strange little details but that didn't give him the luxury of coming in here and demanding she address issues she had been struggle with for almost a year now. It didn't just-- work like that.

Nico would not do this, he would not agree with Ethan; Larkin knew, because if he did, he would have told her. He would have said something, anything if being here, and knowing how she truly felt about the prince was such vital information.

And she knew, this was a complicated situation, only made more complex by the fact that Nico and Ethan had gotten dragged into it, but she didn't know what to do. Where could she even begin? When she was so used to being away from home that she no longer felt homesick, and almost nothing was terrible here, yes, living as a muggle had its drawbacks but being with Zayn made it... it fought with her desire to return to her adventuring days, so much that she was unsure which was the winner.

Pressing her hair back over her shoulder with her hand, Larkin attempted to calm herself in preparation for her next words.

"If you want to leave so badly," she started coolly, clutching her own arms tightly. "Then go. I am sure the vizier will have no problem helping you leave, and give you your wand back, as he wants none of us here to begin with."

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