AN:
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Lore and ocs being used are all hers.
I just hope I am portraying kaledya's ocs correctly, since I am trying to stick to the romantic theme of my tale with AU versions of my ocs interacting with hers. While one is temporarily visiting from his universe.
Scene where the offspring of the sins are introduced, first two are mine and other two are of her design.
Fan child of Vaggie and Charlie is her own design.
Put to an end (enter the black swan pt2):
A late tea and homemade fondant fancies was served in the parlor of the hotel when Charlie intercepted Elanye and Wywave being picked up. She wanted to check in with Zon since he had been mending since the battle. Sight of a child had her inviting Zon and them inside for a long conversation. Learning of Corbins's circumstances after Vaggie joined them, Charlie hugged him. To only release him when he spoke he couldn't breath when turning blue. Had her apologizing and promising to find him a way back home.
"I want you to come to the hotel," She offered, "I don't want you to ever seem unwelcomed and lonely."
"Thanks." He yawned.
Elanye allowed him to rest his head on her lap when he was released from her arms and yawned. Zon assured Charlie they were fine on essentials for him upon asking if they needed any. Willing to see if her parents had some old clothes of her brother's. Zon went on to explain Rosie was kind enough to give clothes in his size and box of fingers.
"We better be going." Wywave thought it was the best.
One that carried Corbin back to their motorized carriage with Wywave following was Zon. Two deciding to take this kid in since he was already one of them from another universe. Elanye picked up on and found herself quietly agreeing with them. Being the one that would sit by him on the ride home back to the woods.
"Glad to see you're recovering," Vaggie commented on Zon's improved appearance, "Any changes with your wings?"
"Feathers or no feathers," Zon looked toward Charlie and Bloodmarch siblings, "I understand what you feel now."
"Hon," Vaggie was scared Charlie was up to something, "What are you bothering them about now?"
Zon said his farewells as Charlie filled Vaggie on her newest bonding activity for tomorrow. One that had Corbin with Chewy returning to the hotel around brunch time. Surrounded by four hell born demons that were in their teens as a part of Charlie's latest scheme. Since she sat next to him with her pet snake resting on her lap. Vaggie stood watching them from nearby worried this socializing activity wasn't going to work.
"I feel like this is a twisted version of my first day of summer camp," Corbin fed a finger to Chewy, "Um … I am Corbin Bloodmarch and I feel like Alice from the book, Alice in Wonderland. If anyone knows a hookah smoking caterpillar or talking flora. Aim them my way. Please."
"My dad's bong could work? I know where we can wander around sentient plants also." A feminine version of Asmodeus with horns and feathered tail spoke up. Her hair combed to the side of her head as she wore a simple ruffled dress and ballet flats with interest sparking in her eyes, "I am Osmodai."
"More like torture, I like it," Another one had urban cowboy appearance, "I am Smil."
"I totally agree with Osmodai and know where we can score," Last one was traditional coloring of a fox with black sections of fur. Thick, large furry collar and wispy fire for hair as he was casually dressed, "You can call me Wasp."
"What's this summer camp you speak about? Sounds fun." Another girl was a womanly version of Mammon with big bright eyes , "I am Monet."
"So do I," Corbin was thankful Wywave in this universe grew hemp, "Not that I am up to it with what I just figured."
Fact he was in the company of deadly sins offspring had him feeling less lonely for the short time he was here. Fact they were nothing like he imagined when he found Osmodai and Wasp staring. Down he looked at Chewy just sitting in his lap staring back.
"Here," He pulled a box of fingers from his Ducky Momo bag, "Just feed him one."
Charlie ended up trying to disencourage the use of drugs and being around men eating flowers. Had her suggesting they show off their magical gifts over getting high together and wandering around. Corbin thought he showed the high level spells he learned from Zon that morning to them. Divine magic he drew from to perform a few had Vaggie guessing they were exorcist base. Held white sparking quality that didn't hold an ounce of killing intent. Supposed book Corbin compared his current problem too wasn't revealed. Until he met the equally curious eyes of a wagging tail named Mirabelle. Clothes the girl on the cover of his book caught her eyes. Had her asking why he was reading all by himself while wearing gloves. He granted her the chance to learn of the story by reading it to her.
"Pretty." Mirabelle was allowed to flip the pages.
"Just promise me," Corbin promised her, "You wouldn't go chasing white rabbits down any holes?
"I promise." She giggled at the thought.
She then was shown how to pet Chewy when they took a story break. Where the weird cat was more a family pet his Aunt Elanye created for Zon. Seemed to have an unnatural attachment to him while he arrived here. She never learned why he was wearing gloves indoors during their limited interaction.
8*8
During one of Constantine's visits back to the hotel when the reopening celebration was getting closer. He watched another magical related display take place without a single witness. A single black rose Corbin brought from Wywave's garden. Laid on the coffee table with him looking at pages of a leather bound journal. Rested on his lap while his eyes took on a soft glow that surrounded the rose. Which started to change when the trimmed stem and small branched leaves grew. Twisting and distorting in length in a vertical direction until a baton was formed. Just closed petals forming an unblossomed rose bud when budding one.
"Well?" Corbin asked the snake resting on his shoulders what he thought of his attempt.
"Crude transformation of a flower into a decorative stick," Constantine shared his two sense, "A dagger or a short sword would be more practical."
"Your highness," Corbin closed up his journal as he nodded his head to him, "Vaggie has a no weapon rule, so practicing is a tad limited until I get home."
He then was careful in closing up his journal rather feeling foolish for being caught off guard. Mental noting he needed to develop his empathic abilities to detect other people. Left to him to straighten out his posture and shuffling his legs around.
"You do have a name and tell me that you can do more than alter flowers." Constantine addressed Corbin.
"I am Corbin Bloodmarch and this is Cornelius, Your highness," He drew attention to the snake, "I am working on a 6-pointed triquetra shaped barrier with two opinions of usage."
As he spoke when he ended up reversing with a baton by turning it back into a single black rose. He picked it up and put it back into his backpack along with his leather bound journal.
"The points have an introverted or an extrovert direction depending on how you do it," He admitted, "Trying to perfect the effects."
They would have gone on, if clicking chocolate fudge cake styled heels with a bow on the back. Alerted them to Elanye joining them to remind Corbin of his shift to watch Alastor. Had him excusing himself from Constantine with the proper bow when he ran off.
"Be back in time before Zon arrives," Elanye warned Corbin, "Zon doesn't want to pick us up again when it gets dark. You know how the woods get when it gets dark."
Got Corbin to turn back to her direction to acknowledge her with Cornelius having his head strokes. Apologizing for being rude to Constantine when he was leaving the area. Would look forward to further discussing his spell some time later this week. All with a bow again before Elanye allowed him to leave them alone. She put down a serving tray filled with a mismatched tea set and a sliced up Victoria sponge.
"Woods?" Constantine only knew of one location in hell by that name, "You live in such a place with feral hellhounds and harpies? Simple snaps of a branch triggers wails of woe?"
"Yes, Your highness since usual quietness works wonders for Corbin and myself with our empathic abilities," She picked up Corbin's book, "No distractions and educating him works wonders as he learns a few survival skills. We don't bother the harpies or hellhounds unless they request our help."
"What of the shades? Aren't you bothered by their running around and their screams?" Constantine asked, trying to figure out why.
"It's why we don't travel at night since exterminations have damaged massive areas of the woods," She moved about, "We look after the woods, Once an entombed tree is damaged by an angelic weapon, or cleansed by holy flame."
She went on to explain that her brother and Zon have to take the damaged tree down before rot sets in. If not, wood would rot away in the most unpleasant way. Leaving a mess that takes days to clean up and salvage what they can. Her eyes filled with a familiar sorrow and grief she showed the day they met.
8*8
The activity of the day was an unofficial runway of formal gowns using a glamor charm. A few residents of the hotel, Charlie, and Vaggie got to watch for most of the afternoon. Giving their opinions about the color and style of what was being shown off. Narrowing down the choices to two, a sweetheart neckline with military twist and a thin strap one with a front slitted skirt.
"I leave copies of the sketches at the reception desk for your to look over," Wywave got up, "Get back to me in the usual way, so I can have something wonderful for you to wear."
"Thanks for being able to do this last minute." Charlie was thankful.
"Give me a chance to drag Zon out and socialize." Wywave wasn't bothered.
Charlie happily took up his sketch book to look over the pieces he didn't reveal to everyone. These were more casual with an off the shoulder and ribbon like quality for everyday activities. Now ones for a nightclub or dance club visits had touch of a sexual appeal to them. Thigh high slit to the side of the skirt or a knee length skirt with a slight flare. One of many pieces of Wywave's hidden talent that had Charlie and Vaggie taking their time.
"You should go in to business." Charlie made a suggestion.
"More of a hobby for me." Wywave shrugged.
He then got up and walked over to where Corbin was quietly sitting with an ice crystal wrapped in a cloth. Allowing the chill to soothe a sting to a bump he got to the back of his head. Poor thing slipped in the kitchen and landed wrong by accident. He was lucky Vaggie found him in time when she was alerted by Cornelius.
"Still with us?" Wywave kneeled down toward him.
"Yea," Corbin allowed him to check him, "Since I promised Mirabelle I finished reading Alice in Wonderland."
Short moments he spent bonding with her over a story gave him a smile before he sighed. Since he couldn't keep his promise about sticking around to start a new one. Since private text Wywave got from Zon informed him about the mirror helped them find.