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@indeeperwater Continued from here . Lifting his head up a bit, he turned it, looking at Aric, quirking an eyebrow at the other males comment. Septimus let out a breath then, looking away from Aric once more. Thinking to himself on what was said. He sometimes played along with everything, just to keep the peace. But never did he buy too much into the politics of it all. His family was not the main branch. Just one of the branches, and he was even more of a branch. Perhaps just a twig, even. The son of Colden Murray, who was the once long lost brother of the newest head of the family. His uncle Drakon, with the help of his aunt Idunn. All triplets, who were certainly not identical. “Only when it benefits me.” He then answered bringing his cigarette back up to his lips, taking a drag off it, holding the smoke inside of him before slowly letting it out as he exhaled. Here lately there was no benefit in it. There was not advantage to take in playing the game. There was just pettiness and Septimus really had lost interest in the arguments going around. Turning then, he faced Aric, holding the cigarette out from over the porch, tapping the ash off. Grinning, he nodded his head “Oh, but Uncle Drakon is not a big fan of those that piss him off. He likes to atomize them, into little bits.” Which was a very terrifying ability to be in the presence of, especially when you turned into a dog spirit, in comparison. Septimus sighed, with a bit of a huff and glanced up “We all have our roles, you see. Uncle Drakon really wants us to follow and keep our family in good standing. My role, it’s to not be seen or heard. My twin brother, he’s asked to have no less of him. Basically, my uncle hates my dad, and is mad at my mom.” He wasn’t wanting to get into the taboo surrounding his birth, of course. As it was quite disgusting, and most people were not open minded or mature enough to be told these things. Not that he figured Aric wasn’t, but it was better to not go into detail about it, regardless. As Aric had spoke on, he lift his head up at the other then glanced away, grinning “Now that’s not at all what’s happening.” Pointing at the other he took a few steps forward “I’m just enjoying the view, on a relaxing day, right now.” Pausing, he held the grin on his lips, though his eyes narrowed “Okay. Some real food does sound better than enjoying this sweet tea in the summer of Louisiana vibe we got going. Let’s get the fuck outta here.”
try smiling at them. see what happens.
“I’M KIND BECAUSE I CHOOSE TO BE” PROMPTS Septimus leaned back in a chair, kicking his feet up onto the porch rails, and sighed as he let out a puff of smoke slowly from between his lips. The sun was still a little ways off from setting, it was not quite hot enough out to be too warm. Still holding the chilling bite of winter, every so often throughout the days, “Huh.” Wondering what his other siblings were up to, the Murray’s were a large family. They had been a prominent family in a medical supply family for quite some time. His own father, Colden, was lost for a long time until he wasn’t. Now all he and his siblings did most of the day was be prospective nepo babies. Still considering the other words he lifted the can of soda he was drinking from and took a gulp out of it. Before swallowing “Why do I have to, though?” Leaning up then, he sets the can back down onto a table at his side, his feet no on the poor floor. Pushing himself up he walked toward the railing and leaned over, peaking around the vastness of his family estate, quirking an eyebrow “Why am I the one that has to do the work?” Looking back at them, he sighed “It’s fucking annoying, you know. Not every smile works as a cure-all. Sometimes a fuck just needs punched in the face, you know? Maybe that’ll correct his aura or whatever.” He had never been a very positive person. Growing up in abstract isolation while everyone around him was free to come and go as often and as able as they liked. Septimus was often confined to the house, because of his back and needing a wheelchair. Though he could walk, obviously, he had to do so on limited time. There was no walking across the open field of his family’s estate. He had to stay near the house. If they were out, he couldn’t walk around for hours on end and needed to stop to rest. Bringing the cigarette to his lips he narrowed his eyes “I’m not trying to impress people though. They want to be like that because they think they can control me, well, then fuck them.” Septimus muttered coldly with the cigarette between his lips.
Jarvis rolls his eyes as he listens to his brother Sebastian talk about a new girl he had met at school “ Yeah, like, girl exist…” He muttered as he leaned back in his chair and glanced over toward the living room, seeing the triplets all chattering there. On the Murray estate there was hardly any place one could go without running into a Murray. Drumming his fingers along the table as Septimus started in on a friend he had since he was a kindergartner. This friend had apparently been doing something stupid at some point in the last week and Septimus just had to talk about how cool he was now, since he was in a place with some bikers. Letting out a gagging sound he shut case to his laptop and stood up from the kitchen table. Walking into the living room he glances between the three others there “ Do you fucking losers ever have any cool stories? Maybe some with wild sex, vampires, wizards?! ” Lifting his backpack up from beside the couch he stuffs the laptop into it before pulling the backpack onto his shoulders. Sebastian shot Jarvis a look before rolling his eyes and commenting on how Jarvis was just a loser no one would ever consider a friend, and that he was just jealous that they could get along with people. Jarvis gave a laugh at that “ Hah. Hah. You'e right. Who needs friends when I have myself to keep me company.” Though for a brief moment he did have the need to bring up mutilating himself, to be dramatic. However he didn’t have to worry about it long as Septimus started out of the room saying he needed to go talk to his mother about something. Sebastian was also going to leave, to ask Autumn a question about something he had heard about her earlier. Jarvis was walking around the couch as Sebastian also was exiting the room when he heard the faint noise of a helicopter coming near. Only he didn’t have a lot of time to sit and focus on this as Isolde had started to flip out on him as she had normally done when ever Jarvis came around. The poor girl in her state had never seemed to get used to any sibling much outside of Septimus and Sebastian. Jarvis had also made it hard for her to get close to him because he was just…so annoying. Jarvis lift his hands up in defense “ Alright! Alright, jeez Isolde. I didn’t know I was getting so close…You don’t have to become a banshee about it…” He grumbled before rolling his eyes dramatically. His sister was not…quite all there. He would often describe her as. Being that she had been autistic was a lot of the problem between the two of them. Though as the rumbling from outside had become closer and was now right over head the girl had stopped, turning her attention to the ceiling looking like she was on the verge of a meltdown. Jarvis’ attention had also moved up to the ceiling “Shouldn’t they have flown over by no-” He wasn’t able to finish as-well, the entire area started exploding, or imploding, all around him. For Jarvis he had seen just about a few seconds of the chaos around him before everything went black. The next thing he remembered was waking up to smoke and dust still falling around him. Quickly following that he winces feeling a few sharp pains from being tossed around and hit by pieces of whatever. He could still hear the helicopters overhead, it was slowly dawning on him what had been happening, at least at first glance “ Are we seriously under attack?!” He hissed “ By who?” Pushing himself up he stumbled around before suddenly tripping over something. Crashing to what used to be the floor he winced then shift to see what the hell he had just tripped over, only seeing Isolde unconscious, and covered in some parts of their house “ Shit…” He looked around for anyone else to take care of this situation for him. But there was no one, and he was going to have to deal with it “ Fuck! My life is so god damn miserable! Why can’t I just fucking die already!” He bitched before dropping down as a few lights shift over toward him and several distant voices echoed toward him. Narrowing his eyes a bit he started moving toward Isolde before quickly pulling things off her so he could start pulling her away to somewhere that wasn’t the mess of their home. Because if he didn’t, his mother would never shut up about it. Once things were off Isolde he started pulling Isolde away, only to realize they were surrounded by rubble. “ Fucking Christ, why am I cursed…” He then started to dig through rubble trying to find the way out. After more time than he would have liked finally something got displaced enough to open up in front of him “ Yes.” Though he didn’t get to enjoy the moment as the voices and lights started to point toward them once more. Jarvis quickly grabbed Isolde up and pulled her through the break in the rubble. Jarvis lift her up before moving her toward the wooded area around the estate. Though it didn’t take long after that for Isolde to start finally waking up. As she kicked around and started to freak out and push herself out of Jarvis’ arms “ Wil- WIll you fucking stop. I think something bad’s happening. AND YOU’RE NOT HELPING!” He hissed before getting slapped in the face. Dropping Isolde he pulled away, holding his hand to his face and grumbling “ Fine! Fine… Jeez, chill the hell out.” Once the initial pain from being slapped had started to fade he walked over to a nearby tree hoping that they were far enough away as Isolde had her moment. After what seemed like an eternity Isolde had finally seemed to calm down, and they hadn’t been found, yet. Though he wasn’t sure what was going on, of if that was the real problem. The other thing that could have happened that was currently going through his mind was that someone had just lost control of their powers. Whatever the case was, he figured it wasn’t a good idea to hang around a destroyed building. Though the second thing that had gone through his mind had had completely disappeared as he had seen some strangely dressed people heading there way. Standing he moved to Isolde and tried to grab her hand “ We have to go, now! Isolde s-STop fighting-” She had been pulling away each time he tried to grab her. Though it was far too late as the people coming toward them quickly caught up with them. Jarvis glared “ God damn it Isolde, can you just be fucking normal for to god damn seconds… Now look…” He looked down at the sudden stinging point in his gut “ They have terrible aim.” He muttered before stumbling and dropping back as he suddenly became fatigued. As Isolde started using her own powers, keeping those strangely dressed weirdos at bay Jarvis dropped to the ground and started to succumb to the thing he was shot with just a few moments earlier. By the time he woke up again there were blades of grass tickling against his face. His eyes fluttered for a moment before closing again. Wincing he gripped a hand into the grass he was laying on, frowning slightly “ Why do I feel like i’ve been drugged…” Of course, how would he know what being sedated felt like, right? When had he ever been sedated before? Never. Slowly he started to move, pushing himself up a little before hearing Isolde’s murmuring nearby “ Well we ain’t dead. And she’s still at it. So…” He looked around seeing several bodies “ Good.” Several days had passed then, Isolde would calm down but the moment Jarvis got close to her she would again start to become uneasy. Though that had normally been his sister, she felt most comfortable with the rest of her triplets, Sebastian and Septimus. The rest of the family, outside their father and mother, wasn’t anyone she had ever clung to or liked very much. Especially when it came to Sebastian, who she seemed to liked most above all. Letting out a breath as she skittishly stepped back from him he placed that nights dinner on the table the girl had created “ You know, you can’t keep this up, Isolde, you have to rest. And also, you created a fucking house in the middle of the fucking woods. They are going to keep coming here! Like! we have a mountain of dead bodies starting to build up. Mom, dad, and the others are completely MIA. It’s been three days.” “Isolde, are you listening to me at all…no you’re not listening. Ugh, you’re the worst. I can’t stand you.” He turned then walking away “ Mom’s not going to use any excuse she can to be like ‘ Jarvis, you left your sister, you’re so dead’… Bitch don’t know my struggles! I might as well just die! Since no one in this family loves me!” He said angstily before marching off to another part of the thing Isolde had created for them as a sort of base/fort. Crossing his arms over his chest he huffed and dropped down, sitting lotus style on the floor before lifting the same thing he had given Isolde to eat, up and started chowing down, muttering to himself. Again hearing more people being murdered by Isolde’s powers. He narrowed his eyes as he shoved another bite into his mouth “ Ugh, right in front of my meal?” He gestures to the window in front of him as he seen someone get splattered and blood spread onto the window in front of him. Standing, Jarvis started to stomp around as Isolde continued to walk aimlessly, getting farther and farther from where they started “ Where in the hell do you think you are going? Home is back there!1!?!11! If that’s where you’re trying to go, to get to someone you’d rather be with!” Jarvis screamed at her only for her to start freaking out. Throwing his hands up he twists away as she started pacing “ Ugh, fucking bitch!” A couple hours later Jarvis was busy trying to find where they were “ Maybe I should have taken boy scouts. I’m completely lost here.” He couldn’t even tell where Isolde had taken them, in the least. Staring up at the sky he scrunched his nose a little as he lift his arm up to cover it from the suns glare “Mm It’s east to west, right. That’s what they told me in school, wasn’t it…or was it west to east…” Shifting he turns to face a tree “ Is there any moss anywhere?” Walking away for a moment he held his head out, listening for water “ Water? AM I hearing any water?! No. Fuck.” Scratching the side of his head he dropped it a little, staring down at the ground floor “ Where the fuck have you lead us Isolde.” When he turned to look for her he blinks seeing she had disappeared “ Shit! Jaeden’s going to kill me!” He took off going to the last place he had seen her, but he couldn’t see her “ Great job, they’ll say. You have one job, protect your autistic sister. And then go and look what I do, lose her in the god damn woods. Isolde!” He sneered. Stepping forward he paused as he heard something click under his foot. Shifting he glances down, turning his foot a little to see something metallic under his shoe “ Uuuh,..” He heard some disturbance in the plant life around him then. His breath caught in his throat as he watched the bushes in front of him shake and then a boar rush out. Letting out a breath he dropped at his waist “ It’s just a boar and some discarded parts of something.” Jarvis muttered. He started walking again then, heading farther into the woods and finally coming across Isolde, who had thought it was a brilliant idea to finally go to sleep against a tree “Tch, in the open, of course you would.” Walking over toward her he noticed she wasn’t waking up, of course he figured it was the case, since the other had been using her powers every day, for several days now and not sleeping. Leaning in he starts picking her up in his arms, bridal style. Then as he stood he glances around “ We can’t stop here, we need to get out. Wherever out even is at this point.” Jarvis grumbles as he starts heading back the way e thought he had come from. After a few hours he realized he was probably getting even more lost “ Maybe I should just sit still and wait for the others.” Laying Isolde down in the dirt he dropped down beside her. Sitting for a moment he starts to yawn before realizing he was also tired, having not slept in the last few days either, at least not at all very well. Feeling himself pass out he dropped onto his side and rolled onto his back, spreading out on the ground beside Isolde, snoozing away in moments. Some time later, he shot up as he heard noises, his left hand holding up and a energy shield springing to life as several darts were fired at him “ Shit!” Looking over he could see Isolde was still deep asleep. Moving to shake her with his right hand he hissed as the shield started to break away, leaving them open “ Not enough energy. Isolde, now would be a great time to wake up.” Jarvis stood then as several men came rushing out of the woods. Slashing his right hand out he sent a whip of energy slapping into them and sending them to the ground “ Isolde, wake up now! God! I can’t keep this up. You and your stupid tantrums have exhausted me- ISOLDE!” Jarvis jumped over Isolde as a larger group came out, thrusting his hands out from his chest and sending a wave of energy at the group heading right toward them, sending them all flying back onto their asses and into the bushes. He hadn’t been able to soak up any despair these last few days so his powers weren’t working much at all “ I need despair…I need sleep. I need a fucking sister who won’t keep me up at night!” Jarvis shouted as he turned, holding his right arm out he managed to conjure another energy shield as the hunters fired more rounds at him. Looking around he could sense that there were quite a lot of hunters surrounding them. But other than that he wasn’t able to zap any energy off of the hunters “They’ve been doing their research, haven’t they?” Jarvis gave a smirk at the realization of this “ No wonder it’s taking mom so long to get here.” Hearing someone coming he turned holding out his left hand a shield appearing just around his hand then fading away “Wh-” The hunter had kneed him in the chest before he could finish. Falling to the ground he coughed, moving a hand to cup over his gut as pain split through his gut. The hunters swarmed them then, one stepping up to Isolde before shooting her several times in the torso. The one that had knocked him to the ground had approached him, smirking as they held up their own weapon to him, firing several darts into Jarvis before leaning toward the other and saying “ Game over,–Jarvis Murray and Semiramis Murray have been contained and captured–” Before he could hear anything else Jarvis had drifted off to sleep.
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