Nyx (beautylies) wrote in rewritethreads, @ 2020-10-06 20:29:00 |
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Entry tags: | character: eris wilkes, character: eros wilkes, player: amy, player: dana |
Who: Eris & Eros Wilkes.
What: Visiting her brother.
When: Early on 6 October.
Where: His Flat since he's "resting".
Status In Progress.
When Eris found out that her brother was not only injured during some ridiculous showing of testosterone with Bones and Moody she was livid. Adding to it, however, that he was hospitalized for a few days, and you had someone who was out for blood. If either Auror thought they’d seen it all, they would be sorely mistaken when they discover those they cared for being disassembled and placed on their breakfast table every morning in various positions. It wouldn’t fix what was done to her brother certainly, but it would make her feel better and ultimately, whether they discovered the reason or not, they would suffer for their choices and the harm they caused him. That was all that mattered to her. She’d visited him in the hospital and lectured him for what happened, careful due to their surroundings of course. But when he was sent home she stayed away knowing that likely Brendan would want to visit and see him. Well not only see him but remind him that he needed to make better decisions. Something she was not entirely against as long as it was something her brother wanted - the sort of reminder, not getting it. After a few more days, Eris was tired of not seeing her brother and decided to change that. Eros had enough time, she wanted to ensure that he was recovering now and no one, not even Vaisey, was going to get in her way. While Eris could be a very difficult person to get close to, Eros was one that she cared about more than anyone in this world. Knocking on his door then seemed a silly idea. Perhaps someone else would have but she didn’t. Instead, she apparated into his flat and paused to listen to see if she had an indication of where he was. When she didn’t, she sighed to herself as she turned toward the main part of the flat from the entrance. “Eros,” she called out. “Stop sulking over your wounds from your Lord and let me see you.” |