Beatrix
Sugar and Spice and Everything Nice
But Before You Mess with Me
You'd Best Think Twice
But Before You Mess with Me
You'd Best Think Twice
Beatrix stopped what she was doing when Loren yelled at her, Jace mirroring her. Both of the children's expressions dropped entirely, masks that would be all too familiar to the older Launceleyn covering their inner thoughts and feelings. There wasn't a Launceleyn alive over the age of two that didn't have that expression locked down. It was necessary to survive their rigid system of order and power, painstaking trainings and harsh punishments. Beatrix said nothing until Loren finally got through the angry part of his rant. And for a moment after she said nothing still. Instead she glanced towards Jace, and upon receiving the look, the boy quietly resumed his task of picking up.
Bea looked back up at her older brother then, still deadpan emotionless. "You talk about it like you've been treated differently or worse. We've all been tortured. We've all been through it. Mom made me practice my magic while zapping me with lightning. If I didn't do the spell right she made it stronger. Made me do it til I didn't flinch or cry or basically even notice it." she said dryly, eerily calm given her age - too calm given her age. As much as she acted out, Beatrix had learned to force maturity when faced with hard situations. It was the Launceleyn way. "You're not supposed to roll over like a puppy. You're supposed to get stronger. You're supposed to recognize that because of it we all have an unbreakable bond that no one but your family will ever understand. No one will ever understand you like we do. Once you accept that, it all becomes easier." she said, almost as if reciting something she heard far too many times.
He gave his bargain and she shrugged. "Are you actually going to forget the past, or are you going to hold on to it for a billion years until you explode again?" she asked. Jace merely looked mildly confused at Loren's apology. People yelled all the time. He didn't understand. So he just nodded. Agreeing was always ended good.
But once more Loren tried to take her stick and Beatrix sighed. "I don't care if it isn't for children, Edy loved it and so I will too. Besides, I am planning this funeral so I will keep what I want." she huffed as she continued collecting things that were explicitly Edrei's.
Jace didn't much pay attention to what stayed in the air. He was content to take what he could reach and place away.
Bea looked back up at her older brother then, still deadpan emotionless. "You talk about it like you've been treated differently or worse. We've all been tortured. We've all been through it. Mom made me practice my magic while zapping me with lightning. If I didn't do the spell right she made it stronger. Made me do it til I didn't flinch or cry or basically even notice it." she said dryly, eerily calm given her age - too calm given her age. As much as she acted out, Beatrix had learned to force maturity when faced with hard situations. It was the Launceleyn way. "You're not supposed to roll over like a puppy. You're supposed to get stronger. You're supposed to recognize that because of it we all have an unbreakable bond that no one but your family will ever understand. No one will ever understand you like we do. Once you accept that, it all becomes easier." she said, almost as if reciting something she heard far too many times.
He gave his bargain and she shrugged. "Are you actually going to forget the past, or are you going to hold on to it for a billion years until you explode again?" she asked. Jace merely looked mildly confused at Loren's apology. People yelled all the time. He didn't understand. So he just nodded. Agreeing was always ended good.
But once more Loren tried to take her stick and Beatrix sighed. "I don't care if it isn't for children, Edy loved it and so I will too. Besides, I am planning this funeral so I will keep what I want." she huffed as she continued collecting things that were explicitly Edrei's.
Jace didn't much pay attention to what stayed in the air. He was content to take what he could reach and place away.
