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[ I’m not dead! I miss everyone 🥺 I’m coming back! ]
[ it’s been a while, everyone!! I’m only partially dead, but here! I’m slowly getting dragged back info the fandom here, and hopefully soon, I can get back to my place here. <3 ]
Muslim control of the Iberian Peninsula at its greatest extent.
“I like walking when the streets are empty.”
“It’s a good time to do some thinking and looking at things nearby. But the question is do you walk during the day or night?”
[ *slams hands on table* I think after all this time, I should come back. And I am! Inbox is open! ]
“I’ve been doing way too much cooking. So I thought that I might bring some by for my only grandchildren. Even if most of them don’t like me.” Carmen gave the twins a smirk. Maybe food really was the only way to get on their good side.
“I made tortas de Aceite, leche frita, and torrijas. I also made some flan for everybody to share.” She recalled the looks of the airport workers when she had gotten off the plane from Madrid.
resolduende
Now it was Carmen’s turn to rethink the short conversation. She too had misheard the comment and thought of it as an insult. But it was too late. The Spaniard was too deep in the situation to get out of it, and that’s final.
Carmen set the bag up on a counter and started to pull out little tins, a note attached to each of them. “Just a little something for each of you. What better way to try and get on your family’s good side than by little treats?” She gave the twins a smile before handing each of them a tin. “Don’t eat them all at once. Or do. It’s your choice.”
The boys had been eyeing the tins that she started to pull out of her bag, but didn’t expect to be personally handed one. Wow!! They didn’t even have time to check what was written on the notes, they had to see what was inside there! Curious little things they were, doing their predecessor proud. Plus, there was still quite a bit of child in them left, no matter how ‘old’ they physically might be.
“Ohhh, holy shit! It’s food?” Daan asked while he opened the lid to see for himself.
Now it was Carmen’s turn to rethink the short conversation. She too had misheard the comment and thought of it as an insult. But it was too late. The Spaniard was too deep in the situation to get out of it, and that’s final.
Carmen set the bag up on a counter and started to pull out little tins, a note attached to each of them. “Just a little something for each of you. What better way to try and get on your family’s good side than by little treats?” She gave the twins a smile before handing each of them a tin. “Don’t eat them all at once. Or do. It’s your choice.”
Daan stared at the Spanish lady with wide eyes and a jaw that would not stop dropped, until he finally was able to say something. “Isn’t that where whores stay?” That earned him a punch in his shoulder from his twin.
“You dumbass, that’s a brothel, not a hostel! Haha, are you gonna annoy the shit out of Pap?”
@resolduende
Carmen raised an eyebrow. Of course Daan would say something like that. She had gotten used to at least 90% of the Dutch children spouting insults at her. Actually, she was used to most of her former colonies hating her.
She pursed her lips a bit and pushed her sunglasses on top of her head. “If you’re going to insult me, be more creative about it. I’ve heard hostel/brother jokes as many times as you and your siblings have insulted me.” She wasn’t about to let them get to her. Not today.
“Besides, only good children get treats. And most of these are saved for your Papa.”
Daan stared at the Spanish lady with wide eyes and a jaw that would not stop dropped, until he finally was able to say something. “Isn’t that where whores stay?” That earned him a punch in his shoulder from his twin.
“You dumbass, that’s a brothel, not a hostel! Haha, are you gonna annoy the shit out of Pap?”
@resolduende
A sketch/wip thingy 6: Drawing S.pain is a lot of fun!
“Mm... Let me be worried for you. That’s what friends do for each other. They worry.”
Carmen tapped her nails on the wooden table in the kitchen, glancing between the clock on the wall and her red fingernails.
“Please. You’re going to make yourself sick, & I know from experience how you get when you’re sick.”
“My darling. You need to relax. You’re overworking yourself. Come home...”
❛ and that, carmen, is what one might consider an exaggeration. ❜ he points out, smirking into his phone at the jest. at least he could see the value in light humour. ❛ i think you’ll find i’m very relaxed. i do appreciate the concern, but i assure you, i’m fine. ❜
Holland twins: "So, why doesn't Pap actually like you? You got great weather and great food, what gives? And are you /really/ our Oma?"
“There’s a lot of reasons why your father doesn’t like me. And most of them are my fault. I’m not proud of what I’ve done in the past, but I at least did something right. Because he’s still around and raising all of you.
Technically, yes and no. I’m your abuela but you don’t have to call me that. I raised your father, but he’s not my actual child. He would hate me more if he was.”
//If we can see it happen somehow, absolutely.
“... Must be nice being young, hm? But watch out. You might get hurt doing something stupid.”
“You do realize what time it is, right?”
“Yeah: Time to party, duh. What, can’t handle a lil late night fun?”
“What are you doing out this late?”
“This part of town isn’t a good place to be at this time of night.”
“Now what’s a pretty thing like you doing in a place like this?”
“You do realize what time it is, right?”
“Where are you going at this hour?”
“The sun isn’t rising anytime soon, you know.”
“Do you know where I am?”
“The city looks different at night.”
“This street is very dark…”
“Why don’t you come stand in the light?”
“Are you lost?”
“I got turned around in the dark…”
“This isn’t the time to go wandering around.”
“Only fools and trouble come out to these parts at this hour.”
“Looking for trouble, are we?”
“A little late to be shopping.”
“Just coming back from the bar?”
“Think any of the pubs are still going to be open?”
“Trouble lurks around every shadowed corner.”
“Woah! I didn’t see you there!”
“Where did you come from?”
“What are you doing here?”
“A bold move to show your face here in the shadows of night.”
“Go home.”
“It isn’t safe here at this time of night.”
“You’re being watched.”
“What are you doing still up?”
“Looking for something?”
“I like walking when the streets are empty.”
“It’s dangerous to walk at night alone.”
“I know where I’m going.”
“The trees are kind of spooky…”
“Did you hear that howl?”
“Was…was that an owl…?”
“This path is scary at night…”
“The woods is no place a __ after dusk.”
“Oh you poor soul, wandering lost in the forest under the new moon…”
“You can’t see the stars from here…”
“This is the witching hour.”
“Dark beasts lurk here. Be cautious.”
“Stay on the road!”
“Talking a midnight stroll along the beach?”
“The ocean is so mysterious at night…”
“What brings you to the pier at this hour?”
“What dangers lurk in these dark waters, I wonder.”
“You’re going to get yourself lost one of these days.”
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What kind of nation being thing reads a newspaper anymore? Geez, he’s old.
Carmen just gave him a look as she took a seat across from him, crossing her legs. Like the lady she was. “Look me in the eyes and ask me that again.”
“So I did a bad thing. And I regret the thing I did.”
@resolduende
The top of his newspaper is flipped down to look at her, a brow cocked. Antonio… feels very old now so he just sets the newspaper down outright.
“Did you eat someone?”
“Ah. But which type of vampire are you talking about? There are many of them.”
“So. Why did we stop believing in vampires?”
“Because they’re not real.”
“Not if you think you have a few tucked away in your basement.” Carmen cracked her knuckles before rolling up the sleeves of hed jacket. “If he is home, one of us will just distract him. If need be, even tie him up and shove him into the closet.”
@resolduende
“I don’t think I have a bow or arrow. I’ve never had to use that weapon… Oh!” She snapped her fingers. “We could try a spear! I think I still have one of those! You can use your strong arms to throw it up and see what happens!”
“Hm, I don’t think that works the same. I’m not good at throwing spears… Sadly.” Where could they get a bow and arrow? “We could snoop around my brother’s weaponry hah.” No don’t.
“Long time no see! How’re you holding up?” “You clearly weren’t expecting me.” “I came here to help you, but if you’d rather I hadn’t, I will leave you alone again.” “I thought I’d just stop by and see how you were doing… It’s been a while.” “You’ve been quiet lately.” “How are you? Honestly. Don’t give me the usual crap.” “Why’re you sitting here all by yourself?” “This is supposed to be a party. You are supposed to dance, not sulk.” “Has nobody come to see you?” “Do you want me to leave?” “When’s the last time you went outside?” “Do you even want to see anyone?” “You seem lonely…” “Don’t you have any friends?” “I don’t mind keeping you company.” “Do you really have this place all to yourself?” “Maybe if you tried being nice every once in a while you would actually have people who cared about you.” “I’d visit you more often if I had the time…” “I am your friend. You’ve got me.” “Are you lonely?” ———- “I just want to be left alone.” “I’ve been so alone.” “You’re the first person to visit me in ages.” “I wish you’d visit more often.” “I’m just so sick of being alone all the time.” “No, of course I’m not lonely.”
“Ah alas. Spears do more damage than arrows though.” She shrugged before lighting up a little. “Snooping around? I haven’t done that in a hot second!” Especially in places where weapons are held. Yes please. “Yeah! Let’s do that!”
@resolduende
“I don’t think I have a bow or arrow. I’ve never had to use that weapon… Oh!” She snapped her fingers. “We could try a spear! I think I still have one of those! You can use your strong arms to throw it up and see what happens!”
“Hm, I don’t think that works the same. I’m not good at throwing spears… Sadly.” Where could they get a bow and arrow? “We could snoop around my brother’s weaponry hah.” No don’t.
“I don’t think I have a bow or arrow. I’ve never had to use that weapon... Oh!” She snapped her fingers. “We could try a spear! I think I still have one of those! You can use your strong arms to throw it up and see what happens!”
“If I shot an arrow straight up, would it come back down and hit me?”
“I…. You’re asking the real questions here. We could test you theory?” That was a bad idea but Lutz never had good ideas.
“You already spit out whatever goes in your mouth. I.E. Words. So you already have that going for you,” Carmen replied calmly, flipping a page in her book. She knew this man all too well. “Speaking of, how’s that STD of yours, hermano? Your balls stopped scratching yet? Or have they fallen off?”
Put your dick away
“Hmmmm..” He hums, as though hes considering the advice. “I suppose you’re right, nothing better than this mouth, am I right?” He says with a cocky grin, shooting a wink to the Spaniard. She should know, after all.
I’m trying to get back into rping on here haha.
Gnep <3 Non so se si capisce ma stanno ballando (male). Ssssht, li amo, basta.
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