lancifolium: (afanc)
𝑒𝑣𝑎𝑛𝑠 ([personal profile] lancifolium) wrote in [community profile] westwhere2021-08-11 11:25 pm

you’re the key that got lost

WHO: Lily Evans & You
WHEN: Early to middle August
WHERE: Taravast baby!
WHAT: A catch-all! Exploring, drinking, courting, cups of tea, etc.
WARNINGS: None as of yet, will update as needed

(starters in comments, feel free to reach out if you don’t see anything that suits your character via pm or on plurk and I'll write you a start. also, if action is more your thing i’m good to match format.)
valeas: (☾ c o s t a n t e)

[personal profile] valeas 2021-08-13 05:00 am (UTC)(link)
"I was taught by my grandmother, not a Potions Master, but I have."

Potions and perfumes had been where Vittoria's magic shined brightest, not Emilia's, but she was diligent in her learning. Dutiful to her grandmother, always. Until she wasn't. "We never had anything like that in my world. A school."

The thought is as far-fetched to her as these bold and open displays of magic.
valeas: (☾ l a v a n d a)

[personal profile] valeas 2021-08-18 01:50 am (UTC)(link)
The smile that Emilia gives Lily is small, her gaze often weighted otherwise, but it's warm.

"I'd like that. I'm curious to see how our potions differ and where they're similar. It would help me, besides — I'm used to consulting my family grimoire whenever I've need. Without it, I should really work on refashioning my own."

(At least while she's here. A very temporary arrangement, of course.)

"It must've helped," she adds thoughtfully, "to have a friend who already understood magic."
valeas: (☾ s e r i a)

[personal profile] valeas 2021-08-24 02:25 am (UTC)(link)
Emilia files away the name — Wen Qing — alongside the dimming of Lily's smile. She suspects her own reaction would be somewhat similar if someone were to ask about Antonio. Their friendship is new and tentative, and Emilia herself is reserved. The least she can do is extend Lily the courtesy of not prodding too deeply at a wound. Her own are so far from being healed.

"It's difficult to imagine such a thing," she admits after a moment's consideration. "But it must've been wonderful. A place to study and learn magic, protected from the outside world. It was kept secret, then? From humans."

Man often fears what it doesn't understand. And that fear can make monsters.
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[personal profile] valeas 2021-08-29 02:12 am (UTC)(link)
Emilia senses the hope in her new friend's voice, and a wistfulness threatens to seize her own heart. She tries her best not to think of when she and Vittoria would crawl into bed after borrowing a bottle of wine, drinking and laughing and planning their futures together. Safe in the warmth of their shared room. It's a devastation she can't give space to.

The slight smile she gives Lily is more girl than queen.

"I would. Just let me pay for this quickly. Do you like them?" she asks, lifting up a deck of finely hand-painted cards. Maybe she can teach Lily to play Scopa. She might get a kick of the fact it quite literally means broom.
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[personal profile] valeas 2021-09-12 01:20 pm (UTC)(link)
A flush threatens to sweep across Emilia's cheeks as she realizes how unequipped she is to answer this question. Wrath was once angry she'd not been taught to access the full scope her power — that by not doing so, options were closed off to her. It felt like a slight against her grandmother, one she would never allow to stand, but the longer she is in Taravast, the more she must admit he had a point.

And it stings.

"We could always try," is her answer, once they're further out of earshot and on their way to the tea shop. This line of inquiry reminds her of something else she's been mulling, too... "I'd imagine if we could use them for such a thing, one of the schools would know about doing so properly. Have you been approached for a tour?"
valeas: (☾ t r a t t a r e)

[personal profile] valeas 2021-09-23 10:20 pm (UTC)(link)
The more she heard about Lily's school, the more wonderful it sounded. She loved and respected her Nonna too much to harbor any resentment in her heart — and her parents were 'muggles', besides — yet Emilia couldn't help but wonder why her own magical education had been so limited. It might be why she was considering, in earnest, these schools here in Taravast.

Her own answer involved the shaking of her head.

"Not officially, though I've sensed interest. From what little I've been able to gather, their feud was indeed vicious — they sought to slaughter each other many moons ago. They've since made peace, but it seems like the Bessis were the true victors."