Written in the stars, my ass

tag: Chaska Vylasar

"No, no, NO!" It was more of a growl than actual words that came out of his throat, while he threw the letter through the room. The young man was walking around in the room that he had to call his own for now. The letter came only moments after he had settled in and it already ruined his mood even more. Not only was his sister meeting someone he only trusted for as far as he could throw him, now he also got a letter telling him that he got an arranged marriage as well? Why him? They weren't even that high up in the Vylasar family, they only wanted his sister because it was easier. So why did he get to do it? And it was someone from another family? The Rizal's. He had heard of them, of course he had. They were divination sorcerers. This woman, this Fauna, she probably had seen it in one of those visions that she had to marry him.
The emotions in the room made him forget that there was someone else, or something else to be exact. The spectral wolf stood next to the window, keeping his summoner within his sight. The fur of the summon was even more spikey than normally and he growled deep. Deimos looked up when he heard that and a sigh rolled over his lips. "I'm sorry, Häti. I shouldn't get so angry," he apologized to the wolf, who's fur became soft and fluffy again. Deimos placed a hand in the neck of the wolf and petted him, before walking to the window. Chaska should be done by now, maybe he could talk to her about this all. He stepped over his still unpacked stuff, until he found what he was looking for. A leather bag and an easel, before informing the household staff that he was gonna paint in the front yard. Hopefully he could intercept his sister before she went inside, so they could talk in private.

tag: Chaska Vylasar

His mind was all over the place while he sat down and looked at the easel. He had no concrete plan for this painting, maybe he should just let the strokes guide him. A deep breath and Deimos straightened his back, before picking up his brush and placing it on the canvas. There was nothing, just him thinking back about that damned letter that was in his bag. It annoyed him that it had such an impact on him. He never wanted to get married, he wanted to look for a suitable girlfriend yes, but on his own terms. Not with something like this. With someone who he didn't even know. With a hand he went through his hair and sighed, while he sat back on the little wooden chair and let his arms hang next to himself. This day was one of the worse, but a little light in the dark appeared. A smile came over his face when he heard the sound of his sister and he looked up. He scoffed at her remark about his painting, but shrugged afterwards. "I mean, you're not wrong, yet that wasn't the idea behind it." He spoke with a soft smile. "How was the meeting?" Yes, her problems before his. Like always. He was less important, she was the bride-to-be, the special one. He was nothing, just a troublemaker.

tag: Chaska Vylasar

He was happy to see her here, she seemed bothered with something, but knowing the recent events, it wasn't really a surprise for him. It had been heavy for the twins, knowing that eventually they had to be separated. And although Deimos had thought he could stay close to her, the damned letter in his pocket told him otherwise. The thought of the letter made him angry again, but he took a deep breath to calm himself down. If he lost his composer next to his sister, things would end bad for him.
Chaska's smile disappeared when he asked about her meeting with her future husband and she shrugged. He knew that nobody would be remotely good enough for his sister, but he had to give her up now. He had to let her go and pray that she would be in safe hands. She told him that he was 'alright' and that would be the only thing Deimos would hear about it. He better be, otherwise Häti might try to get a bite out of him. And no, Deimos did not care that he would attack another summoner, he wished nothing but the best for his sister.
The question Chaska asked pulled him out of his ever so violent thoughts and he looked at her with an almost blank stare. "What?" He asked softly, before recollecting the question. "Oh, no not yet. And I think this will be the reason why we have to wait for that meeting." He pulled out the letter and handed it to his sister. "Apparently, I'm not safe either." He scuffed.

tag: Chaska Vylasar

Her smile disappeared when he handed her the lettter and he could swear that he noticed a hint of fear in her eyes. He sighed softly when she asked him what this was. "A letter," he shrugged, knowing that this kind of joke would not be appreciated by his sister, but it was his only way to deal with this kind of shit. He felt guilty when her voice cracked and all he wanted to do was give her a hug an reassure her that he would stay at her side. The problem was that he could not lie to her, it simply wasn't the truth. He had to go, eventually, or at least, the writer of the letter would come here and he had no idea what was going to happen after that. "I want to stay, Cha, I really do." He spoke softly, while he placed his hand on her head. "But appearntly, even a troublemaker like myself can't get out of the clutched of marriage." He hated it, every single thing about it. He never wanted to get married, that was his sister's thing, not his. He would stay single, or atleast find someone he actually cared about. But fate had different plans for him. "It's a letter from Raveryn, it seems our parents made an arrangement with the Rizal family to get me married to one of theirs, one called Fauna. She's coming here, soon, I think. In the letter they told me that I don't have to go there, not that we have to get seperated, but I don't know if I can move with you once your plans with Ezekiel will go through." He took a deep breath and looked away, he hated this, all of this.

tag: Chaska Vylasar

He watched her break and it hurt him more than he had anticipated. The tears that welt up in her eyes and slowly rolled down made him look away for a split second. He wondered if it would've been better if he had to travel up north, so that the pain would be less. It was rough to split the twins, but now they both had to endure the pain of seeing each other with someone they didn't want to. If he had to go away, he didn't have to see her like that and maybe that would have given solace to them. The young sorcerer let out a sigh while he watched his sister, once he was done with explaining what was in the letter. She seemed optimistic because he didn't have to go away, but still, was it worth it? He chuckeled softly when she told him that it sucked. "You tell me," he answered softly. "You already went through this." He pulled a stray hair from her face and placed it back behind her ear. "Our parents probably think this would be a good thing for me, to finally discipline the troublemaker." He sighed again. Chaska asked when she would arrive. "Not sure, she didn't specify. I'd say a couple of days, maybe a week or two? I don't know anything but her name and it frustrates me. At least you marry within the family, why do I get an outsider?" He looked away from a moment, feeling anger building inside him. Deimos took a sharp breath and exhaled softly, trying to douse the anger in his chest.