07-28-2018, 12:25 PM
ROSEMARY ROUX
Ah, more nieces came to join her - which made a brief flash of a smile appear on her face before it winked out of existence. "Yes, Katherine, I'm his sister; well, half-sister, if you want to get technical, as we're only related through our father," she answered the first with a small nod. The witch wondered, as she looked at Katherine with some curiosity, whether this one might turn out magically inclined like some of the rest of the family; Rosemary would keep watch for that. Proper witches needed to be female for the best magical ability, so she was quite happy with how many nieces she had now: plenty of potential students for her to teach.
Glancing at Caesar, she huffed slightly. "Every group needs someone they love to hate on, and you fit the bill for that, Lemonhead," she answered tartly, her raspy tone not changing to match the animosity in her words. Either way, she didn't exactly answer his question; she gave a general answer to a specific question, which only seemed fair. She made no secret of disliking the officer, though she hardly went out of her way to act openly against him - even if she would attack his mind in secret.
As Sylvina wandered over, the ocelot didn't seem to notice for a while, given she spent some time answering the girls' sister and the resident asshole of the group. But, at the remark, her orange-amber eyes looked over to the kitten, her expression unchanged despite the silly amusement that fluttered around in her brain. Ah, girls were just so adorable as they explored the world - she took the compliment in stride. "Thank you, Sylvia," she answered, cutting herself off from rambling about the tail in question - like how she liked it herself too, and how it certainly came in handy for balance.
© MADI
I FEEL SO HUNGRY —
— Dear diary, I don't know what's going on, but something's up / The dog won't stop barking, and I think my TV is bust / Every channel is the same, it's sending me insane / And earlier somebody bit me, what a fucking day / The sky is falling / It's fucking boring / I'm going braindead, isolated / God is a shithead / And we're his rejects / Traumatized for breakfast / I can't stomach any more survival horror / Dear diary, I feel itchy like there's bugs under my skin / The dog's gone rabid (shut the fuck up) / Doing my head in —— WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING?