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──    ♰  @howdisturbed- ,
            
            carolina?   how  pretty ..  a  name  like  sunshine,  if  you  ask  me.   {  mara  keeps  her  voice  soft  as  she  kneels  before  the  young  girl,   taking  the  hand  offered  out  gingerly.   it's  a  weak  spot,   she  must  admit,   seeing  a  child  in  need.   hesitating  wasn't  an  option  once  she  saw  the  little  girl  peeking  from  her  mother's  legs,   and  while  she  has  been  shy  since  that  day,   there  is  no  denying  how  she's  become  utterly  endeared  by  carolina.  happier  memories  dwell  in  the  times  she  once  cared  for  children  while  her  own  mother  worked,  and  while  those  times  have  become  nothing  but  stories,   she  hopes  muscle  memory  is  loyal  to  the  big  talk.  }   why  thank  you,  ms. carolina.   my  name  is  mara,  'nd  i  like  your  hair.   you  do  it  yourself  today?
            
            *    they're  like  princesses ,, 

(  @deathsmaiden-  )
            
            …  hi.   [  it's the first time carolina has dared to peek from behind her mother's petticoats. she's busy with business, leaving her daughter with the woman so kind as to take them in. the small girl steps forward, stretching a hand out to shake as her momma taught her. ]    i'm carolina.  (…)   i-i like your eyes.  :)
            
            /  they're so important to me…   :'))

──    ♰  @howdisturbed- ,
            
            i  see.   that  why  you  been  starin'  him  down  like  he's  dessert?    {  with  an  amused  smile  mara  watches  cari  press  her  hands  to  her  cheeks,   frantic  in  a  way  she's  beginning  to  associate  with  crushes.  whether  it  be  normal  or  a  hargreeves  side  effect,   the  burning  feeling  of  losing  your  damn  mind  is  undeniable.  }   's  a  common  trait  for  them.   the  boys,   anyway -  klaus  'bout  the  only  one  who  isn't  stuck  like  a  damn  bull.   at  least  you  ain't  in  love  with  luther,   right?
            
            *   her  middle  name  is  actually  'clocking' !!   she  knowssss,,

(  @deathsmaiden-  )
            
            red wi' anger, mara!!   [  the defense comes far too quick to be defended. the brunette raises her hands to her cheeks, feeling the burning flush against them. the last man she hated was her husband and, well, it was easy for his blood to turn her face red. ]    that boy doesn't know anythin' good 'cept from what he thinks is right.  :/
            
            /  oh they’re so sisters!!!  mara better clock this bitch in denial!!   :'))

──    ♰  @howdisturbed- ,
            
            you  remember  eatin'  some  of  the  petals,   too?  even  though  y'  said  they  made  your  throat  tickle?    {  the  question  is  complimented  with  a  returned  smile  to  cari's  questions,   hands  still  clutched  around  the  bouquet  as  though  she's  afraid  they'll  disappear.  }    down,  girl.   they're  botherin'.   i  don't  think  i  ever  even  mentioned  flowers —  must've  been  kris.   ( .. )   you'll  like  him,   y'know.   there  ain't  a  mean  bone  in  his  body.
            
            *    they  are  so  family ,, 

(  @deathsmaiden-  )
            
            your favorites.   [  a smile curls onto cari's lips—-  it certainly does ease some of the firm instincts to kick klaus into oblivion before he can even come close to hurting mara. ]    i remember your garden back home, all those years ago.  (…)   lucky guess or has he actually bothered with gettin' to know you 'n' how to please you?
            
            /  what if i started sobbing!!!

MISS  THE  SMOKE,  @howdisturbed- :
            
            like  a  landline  you  carry.    {  as  far  as  explanations  go,   it  isn't  his  best  work—  but  he'll  take  what  he  can  get.   his  hands  rest  in  suit  pockets  as  he  watches  the  woman  fumble,  nearly  giving  into  amusement  at  her  shock.   adjusting  to  modern  technology  himself  had  been  one  thing;  watching  kris,  cari  and  the  other  strays  fumble  through  had  been  another.  }   it  holds  all  the  information  in  the  world.   a  modern  day  tower  of  babel,   if  you  will —   one  that  idiots  contribute  to.   a  lot.   nearly  eight  billion  people  are  in  there.   

(  @untilends-  )
            
            cell… phone…??   [  cari eyes the object with a level of fear-guided curiosity. with her index finger, she taps the screen and almost jumps when it lights up. ]    all you gotta do is touch it??   my, what on earth do you even use this for???

MISS  THE  SMOKE,  @howdisturbed- :
            
            if  you  wanna  stay  alive,   (yes).    {  he  can't  say  he  has  time  for  this,   can't  even  pretend  to  entertain  it.    his  annoyance  presses  into  agitation  as  she  continues  to  rattle  off  behind  him,   barely  registering  her  words  until  'number  five'  cuts  through.   as  though  on  a  pike  five's  head  swivels,  gaze  cut  into  a  glare  cold  enough  to  solidify  molten  if  given  the  chance.  }   you're  only  with  us  because  of  mara  *insisting*.   need  i  rectify  that  decision,   carolina,   i  will.   with  or  without  her  approval.    ( .. )    most  of  them  are  sensitive  and  no  one  has  a  goddamn  scrapbook  of  childhood  stories.   i'm  sure  you  can  figure  them  out  from  there.  
            
            **   btw.   i  am  so  very  sorry  about  him ,, 

(  @untilends-  )
            
            'n everything you say goes now, huh?   [  cari's eyebrow raises, partially curious and otherwise amused. she exhales through her nose and allows a beat to pass, before settling. ]    fine, you got yourself a deal, mister five. or is it number?   [  her expression changes quickly, humour dropping away when she registers they're nowhere near reaching that level. ]    sorry,,  'm sorry for that one. (…)    but might i at least know when questions are acceptable?   'later' don't always have the same definition for everyone.

I  TRIED  TO  BE  GOOD,  @howdisturbed- :
            
            diego?   {  it's  with  a  short  scoff  that  mara  shakes  her  head,  the  name  just  as  much  of  an  irritant  as  his  presence  is.   while  the  protectiveness  in  cari's  own  annoyance  is  endearing  enough  to  defy  an  uninterested  dismissal,  nothing  can  bite  down  the  reflex  she's  well  adjusted  to. }    he's  a  mama's  boy.  you  know  how  they  are,   pitchin'  fits  when  someone  tells  'em  no.   's  easier  t'  just  do  what  i  want  rather  than  bickerin'  away  the  time.
            
            *    i  am  SPRINTING  with  you,,  hand  in  understanding  hand !  

(  @deathsmaiden-  )
            
            that broody one who's always tossin' 'round little daggers.  [  cari's answer certainly comes disgruntled. her arms are folded over her chest, though nervous fingers fiddle with the fabric of her shawl. ]   who does he think he is??   talkin' down on you like a child who ain't gettin' his own way. mara, you know i won't stand for that!
            
            /  cariego annoyance to lovers…  walk with me!!

I  TRIED  TO  BE  GOOD,  @howdisturbed- :
            
            {  the  weight  of  such  a  fear  makes  something  in  mara  twist  with  guilt.   she  knows  better  than  to  believe  she  can  protect  cari  from  the  world;  their  reunion  had  been  a  disposal,  their  goodbye  a  lingering  understanding  that  not  much  besides  blood  and  impending  doom  could  change  how  they  would  likely  never  see  each  other  again,   yet  the  tired  wish  still  dwells  within  her  like  a  pounding  heart.   she  never  wanted  cari  to  face  the  ultimatum  she  once  had.   a  child  still  bloodied  in  her  newborn  skin,  mara  wants  to  tell  her  the  knife  isn't  as  sharp  as  it  seems.  
            but  it  has  to  be.   if  it  wasn't,   there  would  be  no  way  to  carve  their  way  out.  } 
            i  am.    {  she  finally  answers,   forcing  her  voice  to  the  softness  she  knows  cari  needs.  }    i... they're  a  lot,   but  they're  loyal.   don't  ever  gotta  worry  'bout  anyone  fuckin'  you  over,   just  how  long  it'll  take  for  'em  to  argue  'til  your  ears  bleed.

(  @deathsmaiden-  )
            
            the future prolly has more in store for me than whatever i'm leavin' behind here. a lifetime in a jail cell no doubt.  [  she mutters the last part, tilting her head down. it was her only choice, to go with them. ever since she was little, cari had always wondered about mara's adventures. now she was about to step into one. after a moment of hesitation, cari sighs softly. her questions are that of a curious child, looking with wide eyes for mara's wise assurance. ]   d'you…  are you at peace with the choice you made?   followin' these goons into the unknown??

I  TRIED  TO  BE  GOOD,  @howdisturbed- :
            
            they  are.    {  it's  something  mara  fears  she  can't  hide  when  klaus  is  about,   how  her  voice  softens  with  every  word  spoken  about  him.   since  finding  them  again,   the  idea  of  looking  away  in  disinterest  has  grown  pathetically  laughable.  }   made  me  feel  a  lot  more  welcome  than  the  others  did.   even  took  me  out  t' breakfast.   ( .. )   i  think  you'll  like  him.   
            
            *    true  friendship  is  clocking  each  other's  crushes ,, 

(  @deathsmaiden-  )
            
            klaus.  [  the brunette echoes, eyes lingering more on the way mara's attention seems quite transfixed on the aforementioned, than actually taking him in herself. she tilts her chin up in a curious acknowledgement. ]   i don't think i ever seen somebody quite so……   eccentric—-  i-in a good way. seems way less intimidatin' than the others.
            
            /  she clocked mara immediately just so yk…