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Moira Coombs ([personal profile] chasingtwisters) wrote2014-06-08 07:06 pm

Relaxing at home. {For Alodia}

Moira's a decent cook; not a chef sous by any stretch of the imagination, but she can cook well enough when she feels like it. Tonight, she has several trays loaded with various cookies, cupcakes, and scones laid out on the table in her living room, a kettle of rosemary tea simmering at the perfect temperature over the fire, and a couple of mugs next to the food. Alodia should be along shortly, and Moira wants to have everything ready for an evening of catching up and gorging on junk food.

She knows her cousin must have questions; she's seen the look in her eyes every time they've met, she just hasn't felt comfortable confiding in her surrounded by so many people. But tonight, it is just the two of them, and Moira is happy to have her cousin over after so long away from Siren Cove.

She casts some light charms, bounding about the room in the shapes of horses, while she waits.
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[personal profile] summersong 2014-06-09 06:02 pm (UTC)(link)
((Missed this last night somehow, sorry!))

Punctuality, in Alodia's professional opinion, is a trait reserved for lesser life forms. For Moira, however - well, Moira and the promise of answers, anyway - she's willing to temporarily lower herself enough to show up on time. She comes strolling up to her cousin's door just as the clock chimes the hour, a bottle of wine tucked under one arm, and stops on the doorstep. There was a time when she would have walked right in without knocking, but it's been two years; for all she knows, Moira's opinion on people barging into her home has changed. She raps briskly on the door instead.
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[personal profile] summersong 2014-06-09 06:55 pm (UTC)(link)
"Noted," Alodia grins, grabbing a scone. "Well, sugar and alcohol, anyway, so between the two of us, I think we're set."

She sets the bottle of wine on one of the tables and flops back onto Moira's couch, before looking up at her cousin with a more serious expression. "Sorry to bring down the mood so fast, but before we get distracted,I thought you should know that Levi Astor came to see me at the arts festival. He - and the police, apparently - are looking for a way to neutralize magic."
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[personal profile] summersong 2014-06-09 07:46 pm (UTC)(link)
"My sentiments exactly," Alodia says. "I'm not sure what he was playing at, coming to me - he had to know I'd warn the rest of the family. He did say it was just in case they needed to arrest a witch, which, as much as I hate to admit it, is a fair point, but I don't know if I entirely believe him. There's something more going on here, and that's a dangerous path for him to go down."

It's nice to be able to talk freely like this, she thinks. She'd missed getting to talk things out with Moira, voicing her worries aloud and trying to work things through. She takes a sip of wine, then continues. "I did say I'd help him, though. If this is going to get made, I want to know exactly how it works - and maybe leave a back door or twelve, just in case."
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[personal profile] summersong 2014-06-09 11:12 pm (UTC)(link)
"I hope so," Alodia says. "If nothing else, I'll be able to dismantle it if I have to. And I'll warn most of the family, though I'm not sure about your mom. She might make a fuss and make things worse."

"Anyway," she sets her wine aside, face gone very serious. "Moira, what's going on? You vanished, someone was killed by magic, something big obviously went rampaging through the town, something's happened to Fabrice but he wouldn't tell me what... I don't like being in the dark."
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[personal profile] summersong 2014-06-10 12:17 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh god," Alodia says, face going white. She's sorry to hear about the Thornton girl, of course - she doesn't particularly like the Thorntons but she doesn't want them dead - but her cousin is her top priority. "What happened? Do they know who did it?"
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[personal profile] summersong 2014-06-10 02:22 am (UTC)(link)
Alodia claps her hand over her mouth, obscurely grateful that she's set her food aside - she doesn't think she'd be able to taste it at all. "What was it? Does he remember anything?"
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[personal profile] summersong 2014-06-10 05:31 pm (UTC)(link)
"At the Manor? But how-" Alodia cuts herself off. She knows how - or rather, she knows what Moira must think. "You think it was your mother, don't you." It isn't a question.
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[personal profile] summersong 2014-06-10 07:10 pm (UTC)(link)
"Could be a coincidence," Alodia says, frowning. She knows Moira doesn't trust her mother, has accused her of overreacting more than once, and she can't quite picture her aunt attacking her own nephew. "I mean, yes, Aunt Violet's weird and overbearing and probably crazy, but why would she want to hurt Fabrice? He's family."
Edited 2014-06-10 19:11 (UTC)
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[personal profile] summersong 2014-06-10 11:35 pm (UTC)(link)
"You still don't have any proof of that," Alodia says, voice just as low. "And if you're right about what she's capable of - which I'm not convinced includes murder - even if Fabrice was catching on to that, why attack him? If you're right about her, you've known what she's capable of for years, and she hasn't touched you..." Except Moira had disappeared with the Thornton boy for days, and it probably wasn't willingly. "Has she?"
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[personal profile] summersong 2014-06-12 12:05 am (UTC)(link)
"Oooooor maybe one of the Thorntons attacked Fabrice for revenge?" Alodia raises her eyebrows and fixes Moira with a skeptical look. "Or maybe whoever killed the Thornton girl went after Fabrice, or maybe it's totally unrelated and this town is just crazy dangerous sometimes, or maybe it's literally any other explanation that doesn't sound like some convoluted conspiracy theory. Because no offense, Moira, but 'she murdered her husband and brother years ago and covered it up, and now she's killed one of the Thorntons and attacked her own nephew to keep blame off her family' kind of sounds like a conspiracy theory."

At Moira's next words, her eyebrows go even higher and she shudders theatrically. "You were in a labyrinth? With Medusa? And James Thornton? Ye gods, I'm honestly not sure which one is worse."
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[personal profile] summersong 2014-06-16 12:10 am (UTC)(link)
She drops it. They've had this conversation before, and Alodia knows Moira isn't going to change her mind about Violet. Besides, there are more interesting things to discuss.

"I didn't even think Medusa was real. That sounds awful - how'd you get out?" She blinks, then stares. "Sorry, did I hear you correctly? James Thornton - of the "oooooh all magic is bad and evil burn the witches" Thorntons - is not that bad? Are you sure the labyrinth didn't fuck with your brain?"
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[personal profile] summersong 2014-06-17 04:58 pm (UTC)(link)
"I heard about that," Alodia nods. She hadn't heard about the mist part, but that must have been what Spencer meant when he'd said Tristan had died of natural causes.

"Oh, well, good for him for not being a completely horrific human being," she mutters. She's grateful the Thornton boy didn't abandon her cousin, of course she is, but there's a world of difference between 'not letting someone die' and 'being a good and trustworthy person'.
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[personal profile] summersong 2014-06-18 06:50 pm (UTC)(link)
"No, I wasn't," Alodia shoots back, annoyed. "All I have to go on is my previous experience, which, in case you'd forgotten, consists mainly of years of anti-supernatural sentiment from his charming family, so you'll have to forgive me for not declaring him my new best friend just because he did what anyone with an ounce of common sense and decency would have done."