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"Why the hell are you cleaning, man? You aren't a slave." Oni's voice rang out from behind Bastille as he arrived to the scene soon after all of the Latin was spoken amongst everyone. While Onision did speak Latin thanks to his mother Margaery teaching him at a young age, he didn't like hearing people speak it. His side brushed up against his younger cousin's as he greeted her stiffly, a bit of a change, though a good one. He wasn't as rude to her, but with his probation there wasn't much he could do.
While a lot of the people in the Ascendants didn't have much of a childhood, Onision did. He was blessed with a loving family, two loving mothers, and a loving sister, all of which he doesn't see anymore. All three were seemingly gone, with his mothers dying and his sister.. Somewhere. Feyre and Bast were all he had left. "I'm not a fan of literature or whatever, so I can't join that conversation. Sucks." Oni muttered under his breath, a paw coming up to gently tab at Bast's shoulder in greeting.
"Why the hell are you cleaning, man? You aren't a slave." Oni's voice rang out from behind Bastille as he arrived to the scene soon after all of the Latin was spoken amongst everyone. While Onision did speak Latin thanks to his mother Margaery teaching him at a young age, he didn't like hearing people speak it. His side brushed up against his younger cousin's as he greeted her stiffly, a bit of a change, though a good one. He wasn't as rude to her, but with his probation there wasn't much he could do.
While a lot of the people in the Ascendants didn't have much of a childhood, Onision did. He was blessed with a loving family, two loving mothers, and a loving sister, all of which he doesn't see anymore. All three were seemingly gone, with his mothers dying and his sister.. Somewhere. Feyre and Bast were all he had left. "I'm not a fan of literature or whatever, so I can't join that conversation. Sucks." Oni muttered under his breath, a paw coming up to gently tab at Bast's shoulder in greeting.
[align=center]YOU'RE HARD TO HUG
ONISION MIKAELSON-FOLIE
tough to talk to, and i never fall asleep!
tough to talk to, and i never fall asleep!
© ceilidh