Re: Brave (minor spoilers) Title: Haunting Below the SurfacedisneykinkloverSeptember 11 2012, 14:12:32 UTC
After she woke up screaming the third night in a row, Agatha decided that action had to be taken. She took his payment-ring, and, for once in her youth, looking up the directions and ingredient list, she prepared to lock away any and all memories associated with the vision. As an afterthought, she decided she would close up this shop and move. She couldn't risk any of her customers coming through the door and undoing her careful magic and releasing the memories.
After the month of scrounging for the ingredients and preparing them accordingly, Agatha bound any and all memories associated with the man and his destiny to the ring.
Her plan was to drown the ring in the pond; but upon further forethought she did not wish to inflict such pain upon any hapless swimmer.
Corbien would eat it. The thing always did whatever she wanted (Agatha suspected he had some folly crush on her) and she gave him explicit instructions to keep it within his system always and that he was never to regurgitate it up for her for any reason.
After a week's worth of recuperation, Agatha packed up shop and moved a hundred miles around the other side of the mountain.
She lived a peaceful existence, without the haunting memories, for two hundred and fifty years.
Agatha did always wonder why she could no longer carve anything besides bears though. Oh yes, she loved bears! They were cute and cuddly and oh so motherly! If one was stupid enough to enrage one, well, that was your own fault now wasn't it? And yes, you deserved whatever you got!
She shrugged the new hobby off, figuring it an outlet for the memories she couldn't remember.
Her only other vision came the twilight that a redhead stumbled upon her store.
Re: Brave (minor spoilers) Title: Haunting Below the SurfacedisneykinkloverSeptember 12 2012, 01:15:20 UTC
Agatha had been just fine until then, selling a few carvings here and there and a magic brew once very blue moon. The girl claimed that wisps had led her to the carving shop; ha! Called her a witch! (Which, yes, Agatha was...)
Then bought the entire store, at half off.
Corbien will tell anyone who isn't supposed to be speaking to him that Agatha was easily distracted by the pendant the girl had offered as payment.
The coin isn't what he'd paid with, but it was something that Agatha had Made one day; the memories having pushed greatly against their barrier at one point, needing an outlet.
The girl needn't know that.
The potion brewed and the girl finally on her way out, the images snapped again at Agatha.
Her eyes brightened as she saw the changed fate of the girl. This new potion would ease the pain that had been inflicted with the strength potion. The girl and her mother would be united stronger than ever before. If...
If...
If the girl could get it right.
Damn, and she had a convention to get to!
Bottle messages! Yes! The girl would certainly be back, as all other magic-buying customers always were! Agatha would leave her a message!
Things would work out this time.
Agata felt a little better knowing that the strength potion had a reason for being.
Now she knew why she had been so damn obsessed with bears for the last two hundred and fifty-odd years.
Or so she thought, if the vision could be trusted.
They could always mean this or than, one thing or the other.
But Agatha was pretty sure she'd gotten it right this time. If only the girl could get it right too...
Only Fate could tell.
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The End
Ok, so I found the script online and I realized that Agatha having a vision of Mor'du and then locking those memories up and 'forgetting' about the payment totally didn't work with the movie; as she shows Merida the coin he paid with. So I went with the idea that the memories needed an outlet and she Made the coin with alchemy or something. *Nods*
After the month of scrounging for the ingredients and preparing them accordingly, Agatha bound any and all memories associated with the man and his destiny to the ring.
Her plan was to drown the ring in the pond; but upon further forethought she did not wish to inflict such pain upon any hapless swimmer.
Corbien would eat it. The thing always did whatever she wanted (Agatha suspected he had some folly crush on her) and she gave him explicit instructions to keep it within his system always and that he was never to regurgitate it up for her for any reason.
After a week's worth of recuperation, Agatha packed up shop and moved a hundred miles around the other side of the mountain.
She lived a peaceful existence, without the haunting memories, for two hundred and fifty years.
Agatha did always wonder why she could no longer carve anything besides bears though. Oh yes, she loved bears! They were cute and cuddly and oh so motherly! If one was stupid enough to enrage one, well, that was your own fault now wasn't it? And yes, you deserved whatever you got!
She shrugged the new hobby off, figuring it an outlet for the memories she couldn't remember.
Her only other vision came the twilight that a redhead stumbled upon her store.
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Then bought the entire store, at half off.
Corbien will tell anyone who isn't supposed to be speaking to him that Agatha was easily distracted by the pendant the girl had offered as payment.
The coin isn't what he'd paid with, but it was something that Agatha had Made one day; the memories having pushed greatly against their barrier at one point, needing an outlet.
The girl needn't know that.
The potion brewed and the girl finally on her way out, the images snapped again at Agatha.
Her eyes brightened as she saw the changed fate of the girl. This new potion would ease the pain that had been inflicted with the strength potion. The girl and her mother would be united stronger than ever before. If...
If...
If the girl could get it right.
Damn, and she had a convention to get to!
Bottle messages! Yes! The girl would certainly be back, as all other magic-buying customers always were! Agatha would leave her a message!
Things would work out this time.
Agata felt a little better knowing that the strength potion had a reason for being.
Now she knew why she had been so damn obsessed with bears for the last two hundred and fifty-odd years.
Or so she thought, if the vision could be trusted.
They could always mean this or than, one thing or the other.
But Agatha was pretty sure she'd gotten it right this time. If only the girl could get it right too...
Only Fate could tell.
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The End
Ok, so I found the script online and I realized that Agatha having a vision of Mor'du and then locking those memories up and 'forgetting' about the payment totally didn't work with the movie; as she shows Merida the coin he paid with. So I went with the idea that the memories needed an outlet and she Made the coin with alchemy or something. *Nods*
Hope you enjoyed!
~D*nseyKL
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