Something about him... it seems so nostalgic. I'm certain I've never met him before.
Why had this turned out so… awkward? There weren’t many things that could leave her flustered, but this situation certainly did feel difficult to manage. It wasn’t as if she’d go as far as to deny the knowledge she had of herself and it was because of this that Eva knew how much she adored all things the claimant would classify as ‘cute’ or ‘adorable’. The problem here was that he was exactly what she was looking for in a manner that was frightening. She could classify him as cuter than Cyva and Verin and those two were at the top of her personal leaderboard!
Then he spoke and for a moment it was surprising. Then again it only made her mind work ever so slightly, more than enough to get past the mentioning of his mother.
“So then you’re Florita’s son? Interesting. Very interesting in fact. I wouldn’t have expected that one to allow their child to stay in the human realm, especially since the ancients aren’t known for their leniency.” It wasn’t meant to be an insult yet the way she worded it was as crass as ever. This time however she happened to catch herself. “Ah, I apologize if I said something insensitive.”
A part of her was anxious that her elder brother was away, ‘taking care of personal business’ as he called it. Eva wasn’t so stupid as to believe that. He rarely ever dressed as well as he did when he went out on these trips for his own personal business. Then again when she was invited in and warned of the plants a part of her desired for his presence. It was easy to forget how dangerous it was around other claimants or whatever this one called himself. All it would take is a strong order to have things go her way and yet with Koven missing that wasn’t an option. However, for some odd reason, she didn’t feel as if he’d be needed.
Maybe I should go back home and relax for the rest of the night. This doesn’t seem like a good idea.
“Thank you, I shall keep that in mind”, she spoke as the woman stepped into his home.
Why she went against her own judgement only the cores knew, but she certainly made sure to keep her eyes locked onto the plants she had been warned about. In a way they were cute and yet from a glance they were clearly dangerous. That became extravagantly clear the moment one of them belched up the remains of that 'someone else' who had been mentioned earlier.
Eva let a slight chuckle slip at Soivan’s comment about his mothers choice of tea. From her experience only few managed to be worth while, most of the others simply serving to have a fancy name and taste like rubbish. Then he spoke again and this time around she took the opportunity to understand him more. This could certainly prove to be an interesting conversation as he was correct about one thing, the name Desvoy was something she had never heard of before but she found no reason to assume he was lying. After all, an ancient having a kid was something she hadn’t heard of before either although she had assumed it was clearly possible.
It was difficult to properly respond and although their cups of hot tea were prepared she could only find herself thinking on what she was told. Had she managed to stumble upon something that would have best been left alone? She was never going to be afraid to fight but if she managed to be backed into a corner she would certainly end up doing something that would cause her to lose all of her current credibility as the Aikekunai of Jayhe’s house. Then again it was because she carried secrets of this caliber that it didn’t phase her as much as it should have. Perhaps this would be a good opportunity to act normal for a change.
She didn’t care for the milk, just added enough sugar to keep the average person running on high for hours. She also found it useless to wait until it cooled off and took her time sipping the beverage whenever it pleased her. The only thing hotter than the tea would manage to be the coffee she always drank. Besides, the smell of the liquid reminded her of the time she spent at her aunt's residence.
“This is good. It reminds me of home”, she uttered under her breath as she sat down on the couch and the plant emerged from Soivan’s cup.
She eyed this anomaly in a manner that suggested concern yet allure. Once again something managed to present itself as cute in her eyes and yet she wouldn’t say it aloud. Instead she would watch as it moved its was up her body. As he explained its desires it became apparent that these plants were more sentient than the woman had originally expected and she would certainly take note of that. Now however it was time she began to respond and ask more questions of her own.
“Well you won’t have anything to worry about with me. Besides, a secret is only valuable when no one knows about it. Then again I wouldn’t want to deal with anyone coming after my life. The void forbid I have to cause any chaos or disorder, my aunt would kill me. As for your name I’ll simply have to take your word for it… I wasn’t expecting you to have siblings however.” She paused for a moment as if thinking of the best question she could pose. “Why exactly did you choose to come to the human realm? Assuming the choice was yours, I mean.”
She smiled ever so slightly and held the cup in her right hand. Upon clearing her left she would offer it to the plant which still clung to heravidly, a gesture of sorts to say it was fine for this new being to proceed. From what her aunt had told them Eva’s mother loved nature and nothing within it more than lotuses; perhaps that was why having the plant wrap itself around her wrist was more pleasant than she originally expected it would be. It almost seemed as if the two of them were holding a conversation at a glance, but would that truly be considered odd amongst people with their backgrounds? That and she couldn’t get over how adorable it was.
His response however was quite the opposite. It didn’t seem like anything good would come of this person becoming the ancient after Florita. Was that not what treasures were for? What kind of discord could this possibly cause amongst the houses and wouldn’t that mean someone from a hybrid house was assuming command of another house? He didn’t even technically have the proper name to replace Florita. He called himself a Sytagen which was certainly an unknown term to her, but that only went to further add to her previous point. However none of that mattered when he mentioned that the title came with being born from two ancients.
“I see. So it isn’t just Florita, but also Novevu. That clears things up a bit. If you were just Florita’s child it would be harder to believe you have a different name. Now however it’s easy to see that your name is just a mix between the two.”
It had been easy to tell he was attempting to keep something from her until now and for the average person it would certainly come as a great shock to hear this information. This however was Evagelyne, and while it was a new concept to her she was more than willing to accept it. The chaotic nature of his existence, a mix between almost polar opposites, life and death. Something about it was soothing to know. Without even thinking she spoke freely as if casting aside her cares.
“My mother would probably love to meet you. She enjoys speaking to people as interesting as you although there’s no way of reaching her now…”
She looked down at the plant wrapped firmly around her wrist and desired to thank him for the gift. It felt nice to be more open with a person like this although she was putting herself at considerable risk by doing so. Then again it wasn’t as if she was unused to taking risks and for this person she was more than willing. Something about him was just difficult to explain, but she knew he had to belong to her although maybe that wasn’t the best way to word it.
As he poured her another cup of tea she prepared herself to thank him and yet before she could speak he stated his own mind. He was far too polite and yet that only managed to make him even cuter to her! It wasn’t a sense of regal obedience like when she was dealing with her subordinates and followers. It felt more like someone who was nervously attempting to be present, much like she herself felt in this situation. As much as Eva wanted to have him perish the thought neither of them had the time to properly speak before an entirely new face arrived, or at least it was new to her.
This person looked dangerous, smelled dangerous, radiated danger and for the slightest moment Eva thought about going on the defensive if only to ensure her safety. Nothing about them made her want to be present or kind and yet she was certainly cute. The moment they called her newest neighbor ‘brother’ that conclusion only managed to make more sense. Apparently it was going to run in their family. Then again her reason for showing up only agitated the girl more than she had desired to be in that moment. How quickly she had managed to go from docile to hostile in attitude was impressive, lips pursed, frown lines showing, her eyes back to their normal look of disdain. The signature face she often sported at all times. A small part of her hadn't wanted Soivan to see her like this.
“I swear, sometimes I could go as far as to believe the ancients don’t understand the concept of peace at all. Then again they’ve been managing to fight over the same things for damn near a fucking eternity so I suppose that’s out of the question. It’s not even a war! Certainly Novevu could end it all within moments if he so desired, but the other houses wouldn’t let it go so far. If anything, some claimants will die and everything will just go back to normal as if nothing ever happened.”
