Yay for auntie love! *summons Cambria* Prepare to be hugged. **This thread occurs before mine with Ehno, right?** Wb: 500~ It had been weeks, innumerable and uncountable days, and infinite hours that had stretched between the two since they had seen each other. The last Ghita had heard of Cambria first-hand was that she was crushed in the barn, her shrill voice still haunting Ghita's dreams as the auburn fae cried out in fear and pain. The only thing that had managed to keep Ghita stationary and unable to help Cambria was her rashness, causing the barn to fall and crush the wayward aunt beneath it's menacing beams. Ghita had never possessed the genes needed to be a good family member. Roaming was in her blood & bones, her spirit unable to let the fae linger in one place for more than a few weeks ever since Ehno and Savina had left Ghita behind in Italy. Her father had never been around, and her first mate had left Ghita for another female in a situation that startlingly resembled her mother's. Ghita had wandered with Nomads for years and years, coming to Crimson Dreams at a time where her own hurts were barely healed over, and then bolting once more as her scars were ripped open by seeing her sister's successes. So her return had been met with some resentment, a small amount of betrayal mixed into the melting pot of emotions that the Marinos were subject to. But Ghita had finally become content to contain her roaming to Nova Scotia's borders, heartstrings being pulled and tethered to Crimson Dreams. She had finally gotten to know her nieces and nephews, create her very own family, before events that followed threatened to steal everything away. Rising to her one good hind paw from her bed, her lithe optime body moved like a graceful river, her frame slipping and sliding over the blankets until her walking stick was in reach, using it to pull the fae to a standing position. The worry that had plagued the aunt suddenly flared as her balance was unattainable, the woman swaying half a foot backwards and forwards for a few painstaking moments, the woman finally able to steady herself after weeks of inaction. With a set destination in mind, Ghita began with baby steps out of the room, the final goal residing in the mansion alone. Following the pathway that wound to Cambria's room, the fae was by no means a silent traveller, sounding more like a pirate with a gimpy leg than a worried aunt. Finally after a few minutes able to mute her shuffling, the woman crossed the remaining few feet to reach Cambria's room. Not panting necessarily, but slightly out of breath, the woman leaned her back against the wall that stood nearby, her ribs protesting somewhat as her back hit the wall with a soft 'thud'. Gathering her walking stick in her paw, she used it to rap on the door three times, the aunt desperately hoping that her journey had not been for naught and her niece was lingering inside and healing quite nicely. "." |
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05-14-2010, 03:02 PM
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05-25-2010, 04:24 PM
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huzzah! the cheery thread can finally happen! XD Yeah sure, whatever works for you 300+ The girl's healing was more or less complete. There were still a few tufts of fur that had yet to grow back on her torso, but the pain was gone and the scrapes had scabbed over and turned back to normal flesh. Still though, Cambria hadn't been moving around all that much, content to stay within the shadow of the mansion if not inside it itself. She worked to study her book of healing herbs and tend to Enzo. Her thoughts also frequently drifted to Mati, and that amazing day and night they had spent together. The mere thought of it served to take her breath away. She understood now the true power of two people coming together in such a way. She now understood that she loved the Church fey, and she didn't think it would ever be possible for her heart to love another. Mati had become her world, and Cambria never wished to be far from her side. When she wasn't focused on her studies or thinking of her lover though, her mind turned to her aunt and how guilty she felt. She knew it wasn't her fault, what had happened to Ghita, but still, if she hadn't been trapped in the barn then Ghita wouldn't have gotten hurt. Her aunt had been more severely injured than she had been. Cambi hadn't been even able to help her herself. She was glad that Dawali had come and taken care of her, but the guilt still resided heavily in her chest. Along with those two things, she had yet to go and visit the woman, and it made her feel like a coward and a wretch. She should have been there for her as soon as she had been able to, but she had stayed away. What kept her away, she didn't really know, but part of it was she was afraid to see what the failed rescue attempt had done to her aunt. Cambria didn't know if she could stand seeing the extent of the damage her family member had endured on her behalf. It was these thoughts that ran through her mind as she sat on the bed of her room, fingers fidgeting in her lap. She needed to be brave, to suck it up and go see her, and hope that Ghita would be able to forgive her for her neglect and cowardice. The woman would have every right to be disappointed or angry with her, and if that were the case, Cambria needed to have the guts to face it. The knocks on her door startled her somewhat, but quickly she got up and opened the door to find the very person she had been thinking about. "Ghita," she breathed, looking her aunt over. Already she could feel tears well up behind her eyes. She hoped that she could forgive her. .cambifly01 b {font-weight:bold; color:#c09695; letter-spacing:1px; } .cambifly01ooc {font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#a49784; text-align:right;} .cambifly01 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} .cambifly01 {margin:0 auto; width:347px; background-color:#130f0b; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v121/ ... thread.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #a49784; padding: 190px 0px 5px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#a49784; letter-spacing:.3px; word-spacing:1px; line-height:12px; text-align:justify;} </style> [/html]
05-25-2010, 07:57 PM
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06-01-2010, 10:27 PM
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yeah D: but I have a feeling this one will lighten up as it goes on! 300+ Before she could utter any excuses or apologies for her lack of visitation, her aunt leaned forward and wrapped her tightly in her arms. The hug surprised Cambria for a moment, and she stood stunned, but soon enough she shook out of her stupor and her own arms wrapped around the woman who had been so injured coming to her aid. The girl pressed her face against Ghita's shoulder, failing at holding back the tears that had previous hung behind her eyes. She had been a coward and she hadn't gone to see her aunt. Instead of being angry and hurt though, here the woman was, hugging her as if her life depended on it. It relieved her that Ghita apparently didn't hold it against her, but at the same time it made her feel even more guilty for not going to her. Her aunt's words wrapped her in a blanket of warmth and she hugged her even tighter, she too not thinking about the possibility of it causing the other Marino pain. "Ghita..." It was all her voice could manage to say at the moment. After that her tones drifted away into silence and her mind could think of no other words to conjure. Should she apologize? Should she say she was glad that she was doing okay? Cambi decided she certainly couldn't say the latter, considering she really didn't know if Ghita was doing okay. Just because she had managed to walk down the hall didn't mean that everything was fine with her, though it was better than she had expected. Ghita pulled back a little and for a moment the woman stumbled and it seemed she might fall. Cambi's eyes grew wide with fright, so worried that her aunt was about to exacerbate the injuries she already had and a soft gasp was inhaled into her lungs. The older female righted herself though, and the air that had been taken in was released as a sigh of relief. Then, as her aunt looked her over, the girl did the same, noting that her leg was clearly still hurt. Seeing her strong aunt like that made her chest ache. "Sì, faccio bene," she responded, a hint of her guilt welling up in her tones. Her watery eyes moved up to meet the turquoise of her relative. "La zietta, sono così spiacente che non sono venuto da...Sono così spiacente che lei è stato doluto..." Fresh tears spilled down her cheeks. She hated that this had happened, all of it. .cambifly01 b {font-weight:bold; color:#c09695; letter-spacing:1px; } .cambifly01ooc {font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#a49784; text-align:right;} .cambifly01 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} .cambifly01 {margin:0 auto; width:347px; background-color:#130f0b; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v121/ ... thread.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #a49784; padding: 190px 0px 5px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#a49784; letter-spacing:.3px; word-spacing:1px; line-height:12px; text-align:justify;} </style> [/html]
06-12-2010, 09:20 PM
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07-09-2010, 01:14 AM
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so sorry for the wait dear :< 300+ Cambria could live with her own trauma, her own injuries. She'd done it before, and this was nowhere near what she had experienced with the drugs during her youngest days. It was the fact that other people had been hurt as they had come to try and save her. The fact that the one who had been the most harmed coming to her aid stung even worse. Ghita had always been there for her since she had returned to Crimson Dreams, and while it didn't surprise the girl that she had charged fearlessly into the collapsing barn, it didn't make her feel any less guilty. She didn't know the complete extent of the injuries her aunt had suffered, but it wouldn't shock her to find that they had been life threatening. What if she had died? Cambria didn't think she would have been able to live with herself if that had happened. This was difficult enough to deal with. The young Marino nuzzled her face into the older fey's chest, little sobs escaping her as Ghita's hands stroked her hair lovingly. The woman, as always, was putting on the strong face to protect her niece, but Cambi could hear the slight waver in her confidence as she spoke of her condition. Her leg was badly hurt. Would she ever regain its full function again? If she trusted anyone's healing ability, it was Dawali's, but she knew that there was only so much anyone could do. Hopefully whatever the AniWayan chief had done had been enough. "La terrò a quella promessa," she said softly. "Farò la promessa di Dawali anche." It was a childish thing to say, she knew he could make no promises, but it still made her feel a little better, the idea of it. The girl sniffled as Ghita assured her that she didn't regret what she had done and what had happened. Cambria knew that she wouldn't, but that didn't stop her from wishing that it hadn't happened, that things had been different. "So. Desidero appena nessuno di questo era successo. Desidero che nessuno fosse stato doluto. Soprattutto lei la Zietta." She drew in a shaky breath, "Desidero che io non ero mai andato in quel capannone stupido." She did wish that, with all her being, but she had never blamed Mati. It wasn't her fault. Even if it somehow had been surely she wouldn't have though so. She couldn't place blame on the person her heart sang for. Cambria only wished they had met someplace else. Then none of this would have happened. .cambifly01 b {font-weight:bold; color:#c09695; letter-spacing:1px; } .cambifly01ooc {font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#a49784; text-align:right;} .cambifly01 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} .cambifly01 {margin:0 auto; width:347px; background-color:#130f0b; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v121/ ... thread.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #a49784; padding: 190px 0px 5px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#a49784; letter-spacing:.3px; word-spacing:1px; line-height:12px; text-align:justify;} </style> [/html]
07-17-2010, 01:04 PM
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07-22-2010, 10:39 PM
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oh you's crazy! I love Ghita's Kiritar! 300+ Even though there was guilt and grief in her heart right now, each moment she spent close to her aunt was helping to wash those ugly feelings from her. Ghita wasn't upset that Cambria hadn't come to see her, wasn't hurt that this was the first time they had seen each other since the accident in the barn. That was what had really been eating away at the girl. The notion that her distance was making things even harder on her relative that had risked so much to come to her rescue. It didn't matter to her that it had been Ehno and not Ghita to be the one to pull her from the wreckage and deliver her to safety. Ghita was just as much of a hero in the girl's eyes, and the love she had for her aunt would never fade away. She was always strong and always willing to listen and care. Their bond was too strong for this to shake it. Cambi was set on praying every night for her aunt's full and speedy recovery. There wasn't a particular god or gods that the Marino believed in, but she would pray to whatever was out there to listen and accept her pleas. She knew that Ghita would never regret what she did, no matter the cost, but she didn't want what had happened to hinder the woman for the rest of her life. Even though it wasn't, she would always view it as at least partially her fault if that happened. Cambria didn't want that for either of them, because she knew that Ghita didn't want her blaming herself for any of this. She listened carefully to the words her aunt spoke, taking them in just as she took in her comforting embrace. "Sì, fiduciosamente ora nessuno sarà doluto altro che la maniera." They were wise words. They could only work to make the future better at this point. The chocolate Marino pulled away a little, only enough so she could look up at Ghita's face. Slowly, a faint smile appeared on her lips. "L'amo la Zietta. Sono così contento che lei è qui." She really couldn't imagine where she would be without the elder fey's wisdom and guidance. She would still have her mother and father and the rest of the pack, of course, but the dusky woman held a special place in her heart. .cambifly01 b {font-weight:bold; color:#c09695; letter-spacing:1px; } .cambifly01ooc {font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#a49784; text-align:right;} .cambifly01 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} .cambifly01 {margin:0 auto; width:347px; background-color:#130f0b; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v121/ ... thread.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #a49784; padding: 190px 0px 5px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#a49784; letter-spacing:.3px; word-spacing:1px; line-height:12px; text-align:justify;} </style> [/html]
07-25-2010, 03:00 PM
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08-13-2010, 03:27 PM
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Sorry, this is crap : / 300+ It had all been a horrible accident, one that none of them had seen coming. If Cambria or Mati had had any notion that the barn was unstable then they wouldn't have ventured there for their rendezvous. The girl could never say that she was happy that any of this had happened, for she could never be happy that people had gotten hurt on her expense, however she was glad that it had brought Mati and her closer together. Their relationship had only seemed to grow after the scary experience, and she couldn't be sorry for that. Still, if there had been another way to gain that kind of closeness, she would have eagerly taken it over this. Even if only she had been hurt, that would have been better than other people getting hurt. Still though, as her aunt had pointed out, there was nothing they could do now except be more prepared and cautious in the future. It was all any of them could do. Having this talk, and seeing Ghita for herself had made much of her remaining anxiety concerning the collapse of the barn melt away. Now, she felt that she could truly put the whole mess behind her and they could all move on and just focus on getting better and keeping everyone safe. Cambria's tail wagged, her smile growing on her face. "Non so che farei a meno di lei sia. Lei è sempre lì quando ho bisogno di lei." She didn't want to think of how her life would be if Ghita weren't in it. She would still have her mother and father, but the shy girl needed the biggest safety net she could get, and her aunt was an integral part of that. "Lei amerebbe entrare e siede?" Even though she had bared it admirably throughout their conversation and reconnection, Cambi was sure that standing for so long wasn't comfortable for her. .cambifly01 b {font-weight:bold; color:#c09695; letter-spacing:1px; } .cambifly01ooc {font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#a49784; text-align:right;} .cambifly01 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} .cambifly01 {margin:0 auto; width:347px; background-color:#130f0b; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v121/ ... thread.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #a49784; padding: 190px 0px 5px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#a49784; letter-spacing:.3px; word-spacing:1px; line-height:12px; text-align:justify;} </style> [/html]
08-16-2010, 04:32 PM
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08-19-2010, 04:35 PM
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you are way too kind X3 300+ So far no one had really questioned her as to why she had been in the barn that day. It wasn't anything overly out of the ordinary, but it was common knowledge that she didn't really do that much adventuring even inside of the territory. Even more so when she had set herself to learning the healing arts. Her nose was often in her book of medicinal herbs when she wasn't out for her lessons or collected the helpful plants or other supplies. Still, the girl was thankful nobody had tried to pry into the reasons of her being there. While she was not ashamed of her budding relationship with Mati, she still didn't know how people would react. While her father knew that she liked the Church wolfess, she hadn't even told him yet how things had progressed between them. Soon she would, but she also needed to tell her mother. Perhaps she would tell them together. Part of her wondered if it was serious enough yet to inform her family, but at the same time she did not want to keep it from them. She knew they would support her fully. Ghita placed a hand on her shoulder and assured her that she would continue to always be there for her, no matter what she needed. Even though Cambi already knew this to be true, hearing it made her smile grow and her tail wag with more energy. The girl was lucky, to have such wonderful and supportive family members that loved her as they did. With them around, it was no wonder that she never felt a need to really leave Crimson Dreams. All she needed and wanted was right here and there was absolutely no need she could see to stray from that. The roots that kept her here were growing even deeper and stronger, now that she had Mati to share things with. Cambria knew there wasn't a single place on the Earth that was better for her than here. Her aunt moved to sit and the girl eagerly took a seat beside her. There was no reason for Ghita to be ashamed of her condition or her need to rest her body, but Cambi wanted to make sure she did all she could to make the elder female comfortable both physically and emotionally. "Troppo, non non penso. Ho continuato appena i miei studi. Il mio Conor di cugino ha visitato l'altro giorno e ho speso il tempo con Mati..." The last words came out before she even thought of them and she looked down at her lap, her cheeks suddenly burning red, hidden thankfully beneath her dark fur. Maybe her aunt wouldn't think anything of it. .cambifly01 b {font-weight:bold; color:#c09695; letter-spacing:1px; } .cambifly01ooc {font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#a49784; text-align:right;} .cambifly01 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} .cambifly01 {margin:0 auto; width:347px; background-color:#130f0b; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v121/ ... thread.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #a49784; padding: 190px 0px 5px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#a49784; letter-spacing:.3px; word-spacing:1px; line-height:12px; text-align:justify;} </style> [/html]
08-19-2010, 06:26 PM
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08-30-2010, 01:52 PM
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nope, it's totally fine! 300+ As subtle and strong-faced as her aunt was trying to be about the pain her leg caused her, Cambria could pick up on the small signs of her discomfort. Some might not have noticed them, but as both Ghita's niece and a healer, the girl was especially adept at picking up even such tiny signals. For a moment she entertained the idea of asking if she could give her something for the pain, but quickly held her tongue. Even if she would like such a thing, she doubted her proud aunt would admit to it at this moment in time. Still, Cambi didn't want her to be in any pain and there were many things she could do to help combat that pain, at least for a little while. Her oceanic orbs looked at her relative bright for a moment before standing up. "Lei sta qui, prenderò appena qualcosa." Not giving Ghita a moment to protest if she did suspect her niece's intentions, Cambria went over to her healing supplies and found her pouch that held meadowsweet. Taking a pinch of the herb, she poured some water in a glass and dropped the meadowsweet in. Stirring it thoroughly, she rose back up and took the infusion back over to her aunt, handing it to her. "Un piccolo rinfresco per lei," she offered innocuously, a hint of victory in her eyes. Ghita wasn't stupid and could no doubt guess what the drink was really for, but Cambria hoped that not mentioning the truth of the matter would keep the elder fey from refusing. Besides, there was nothing deceiving in what she had said; the drink would refresh her aunt. As soon as she had dropped her head in reaction to her slip of the tongue, Cambria knew that she shouldn't have reacted at all. If she had just acted like that little tidbit of information was nothing out of the ordinary then surely her aunt wouldn't have thought anything of it. The cocoa girl's body language had given it away though. The question though was innocent enough, and one that she could easily answer truthfully. "No, no, niente non ha torto. Non abbiamo avuto alcuna lotta o niente ama ciò." She tried her best to sound as casual as possible, forcing a carefree smile to her lips. Maybe it could just be left at that. .cambifly01 b {font-weight:bold; color:#c09695; letter-spacing:1px; } .cambifly01ooc {font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#a49784; text-align:right;} .cambifly01 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} .cambifly01 {margin:0 auto; width:347px; background-color:#130f0b; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v121/ ... thread.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #a49784; padding: 190px 0px 5px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#a49784; letter-spacing:.3px; word-spacing:1px; line-height:12px; text-align:justify;} </style> [/html]
08-30-2010, 03:06 PM
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09-07-2010, 10:16 PM
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but at least Cambi knows how to weasel around her pride! 8D 300+ Cambria could feel her aunt's eyes on her back as she dug through her herbs and fixed up the pain relief drink. She wanted to give it to Ghita without a fuss, but if the woman made any noise about drinking it then she would have no issues putting on her firm healer face and ordering her aunt to drink the stuff. The girl didn't want it to come to that at all, she wanted to resolve this so Ghita's pride wouldn't have to be injured at all, but she also wasn't going to stand by and do nothing when she had the knowledge and means to help improve the dusky fey's condition. No matter what anyone said, what had happened to her aunt was partially her fault, and so it was her duty not only as a healer but as someone who loved her to do all she could to make things better. Thankfully though, when she returned and handed Ghita the drink, she took it without any questioning of complaint. "You're welcome," she said brightly. Cambria couldn't help but feel a little triumphant at getting her to take something for her pain. Working to heal her aunt had certainly been a challenge of her Practitioner abilities on the few occasions that she had needed to do it. The girl had learned though and now knew how to handle situations with the woman, at least when it came to something as simple as slipping her something that would reduce pain. Ghita studied the glass for a few minutes before actually drinking any of it, but when she raised the drink to her lips her victory over her aunt's fussiness was complete. Her nonchalance after the initial reaction hadn't quite worked. While Ghita refrained from questioning the matter directly again, just from the look she gave her Cambria knew that she wasn't fooled. She knew that she wasn't being given the whole truth of the matter, and it honestly made the girl feel guilty. It wasn't that she didn't think her aunt would understand, it just wasn't something she had really talked about to anyone. "Sì, so ciò," she replied confidently. The cocoa fey chewed lightly on the inside of her lip. "Niente non ha torto tra noi a tutto. Tutto è bene...realmente grande." While she couldn't come right out and say it, she didn't want to try and deceive her aunt either. Approaching the topic so obliquely was the best compromise she could come up with. .cambifly01 b {font-weight:bold; color:#c09695; letter-spacing:1px; } .cambifly01ooc {font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#a49784; text-align:right;} .cambifly01 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} .cambifly01 {margin:0 auto; width:347px; background-color:#130f0b; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v121/ ... thread.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #a49784; padding: 190px 0px 5px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#a49784; letter-spacing:.3px; word-spacing:1px; line-height:12px; text-align:justify;} </style> [/html]
09-08-2010, 08:28 PM
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09-18-2010, 04:08 PM
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Ghita totally guilted Cambi into spilling the beans XD 300+ Cambria was really hoping that her slight compromise would work, that it would be enough. She was still telling the truth, nothing she had said had been a lie. Even if she had wanted to lie, she couldn't have spoke anything false to her loving aunt. She was hoping that Ghita would either take what she said at face value or figure out the secret that it lay a veil over on her own. It really wasn't that the girl didn't trust the older fey, it just wasn't something that was easy for her to talk about with anyone. There were only three people that she had openly expressed her preference to, and one of them was Mati herself. Her mother probably knew from her father, even though she hadn't told her herself yet. The girl wasn't trying to live a life of secrecy from her family, it was just hard to go about telling people, especially now that she was so far in. Ghita sighed, and leaned back, finished off the rest of the concoction that had been made for her. She then studied the slender glass, and Cambi watched her aunt curiously. There seemed to be a lot going through the woman's mind and it appeared that there was a new pain behind her turquoise eyes that wasn't physical at all. When she spoke again, the words and the tone they were soaked in shocked the girl, and that guilt she had felt before pricked her even harder. How could her aunt think that she wasn't comfortable with her? That she didn't trust her? Neither things could be farther from the truth, and to hear her beloved aunt say them with such believing made her shoulders slump and her ears pull back against her head. "Ciò non è la vera Zietta. Niente affatto." There was a tinge of sorrow in her soft voice, a little hurt that Ghita could think that for a moment. Still, she was hiding something from her. As much as it scared her to share the truth of her lifestyle and heart, it wasn't worth distancing her aunt over, or making the strong fey feel bad. Cambi took a deep breath, her hands clasping together in her lap. Her gaze moved from her aunt downward, looking at a neutral area that was safe and nonthreatening. Heart pounded in her chest as she finally opened her mouth to speak the truth. "Il Mati e sono più di appena gli amici, Ghita di Zia..." She felt breathless after she spoke and her ears pressed against her skull, not knowing what kind of reaction to expect. .cambifly01 b {font-weight:bold; color:#c09695; letter-spacing:1px; } .cambifly01ooc {font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#a49784; text-align:right;} .cambifly01 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} .cambifly01 {margin:0 auto; width:347px; background-color:#130f0b; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v121/ ... thread.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #a49784; padding: 190px 0px 5px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#a49784; letter-spacing:.3px; word-spacing:1px; line-height:12px; text-align:justify;} </style> [/html]
09-19-2010, 02:57 PM
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Maybe close up here? 500+ Cambria couldn't believe that Ghita thought those things. She had always loved her aunt so much, from the very first time they had met. Things might have started out shaky, what with breaching the topic of her accident with the mind-altering drugs, but the elder fey had fixed everything and comforted the frightened little girl. Their relationship had only grown and strengthened since then, at least in Cambi's eyes, so to hear her aunt voice such deep regret and doubts was nothing less than a shock to her heart. She didn't care that Ghita hadn't always been there. It wasn't like she had left her all alone in the world. Though, if Ghita were to leave now, it would be quite hurtful. Back then though, Cambria hadn't known her, and so no harm had been done by her initial absence from her life. Her aunt seemed equally shocked when those worries were denied, her voice faltering like Cambria had never heard it before. She looked to her relative's surprised turquoise orbs, and nodded her head. "Certo sono sicuro. Lei è una delle persone fido dei la maggior parte della Zietta. L'amo." She spoke without any hesitance or uncertainty in her voice. Ghita was very nearly like a second mother to her, nearly as close as any aunt and niece could be. Hopefully after hearing this, Ghita would stop having any thoughts like that. Cambria didn't want the woman to think that she didn't trust and love her, didn't want her to think that she blamed her for something that hadn't even hurt her in the first place. She clearly felt guilty for not being around when she was younger, but the cocoa girl didn't see any reason that she needed to feel such. The slight fey's heart constricted painfully as the time between her exposing words stretched out before her. What would her aunt think of the fact that she was attracted to, in love with, another female? Most in the pack knew that Anu was of the persuasion, and they still respected her and from what Cambria knew, no one treated her differently. But still, it was different when it came to telling a family member such a thing, and everyone in their family was matched up with the opposite sex. To her knowledge, she was the first Marino to ever deviate in such a way. Ghita's first words were odd, and the girl sheepishly glanced back up at the woman. What did she mean by that? It didn't sound like a negative response, but it didn't exactly sound positive either. She didn't have to wonder and worry much longer though, as her aunt's arms wrapped around her and pulled her into a strong hug. When she spoke again, words of affirmation, Cambria's body finally relaxed and she lightly hugged her aunt back, softly nuzzling against her neck. "Ringraziarla per capire. So che non è niente di vergognarsi di io appena...l'inquietudine che altri penseranno di me. Non voglio sia essere doluto di noi." Her feelings weren't the only ones at stake, she worried for Mati's sake, as well as her own. It had been harder for the Church fey to open herself up. "L'amo anche la Zietta. Ringraziarla." She thanked Ghita for being accepting, and for loving her unconditionally, just as Cambria loved her. .cambifly01 b {font-weight:bold; color:#c09695; letter-spacing:1px; } .cambifly01ooc {font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#a49784; text-align:right;} .cambifly01 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} .cambifly01 {margin:0 auto; width:347px; background-color:#130f0b; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v121/ ... thread.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #a49784; padding: 190px 0px 5px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#a49784; letter-spacing:.3px; word-spacing:1px; line-height:12px; text-align:justify;} </style> [/html] |