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Merda..it was all falling to pieces..."
Those were her thoughts as she dove into the pool to try to work off some of her frustrations. She arched through the air, hit the water, and kept going until she hit the bottom. One nice thing about being a kindred was one really did not need to breathe anymore, so she stayed there on the bottom of her husbands luxurious pool and tried to sort some things out in her head.
Her sister had tried to kill herself. Actually, Regina understood that part the most. She knew how much strain Layla had been under this past year. Regina's beloved Villarel had saved her, snatched her from the very rays of the dawn. She sent a brief pulse of love down the link between them, and got one in return. He was the constant in her life, her strength, the reason she herself did not flirt with waiting out for the sunrise.
Aramis and Alejandro. that was where her understanding started to break down. Something was going on there with the two of them that she did not understand at all. Something that had to do with Alejandro being away from the family so much, and so distant when he was with them. Aramis acting so very strange lately. and she had lost her temper with both of them, said things she should not have because she too was scared and angry...but she did not know what to do to fix the rift that was breaking this little family apart.
She pushed off from the bottom and began to slowly swim back and forth, making each movement perfect, concentrating on physical things instead of the mental ones she could do nothing about.
Layla, Villarel, Aramis, Alejandro...their faces floated in and out of her thoughts as she tried to make sense of what was going on...she stopped swimming and just floated, slowly spinning in the current from the waterfall.
she looked up and saw Saralina standing on the edge of the pool with her arms crossed. She did not look happy. With a mental sigh Regina swam up through the water and propped her arms on the edge of the pool.
"I really wish you would not do that floating thing on the bottom of the pool Mistress Regina, you look like either a demented mermaid or a particuarly well preserved drowning victim" Saralina commented in a dry tone of voice.
Perhaps it was her exaustion and general stress level, but the toreador found that alltogether too amusing, and was caught unaware by an attack of the giggles. When she finally composed herself she looked up again to see a slight smile on the cherished's face.
Much better, there has been far too much angst in this household, tis past time for healing laughter, song and love to reign once again. You are the lady of this house, and that is your purview, not mine.
Regina felt a smile curve her lips for only the second time this evening as she took in Saralina's impassive figure. "you know cara...you may be right, that may be exactly what we need." as she said that, her exceptional hearing picked up the sound of her sister breaking into song. "and I think my sister may have thought the same thing" She vaulted out of the pool and stopped for a moment before going into change. "thank you cara...you remind us of what is important" she gave the astonished woman an impulsive hug before sprinting into the house to change.
Once dry and clothed again, Regina quietly made her way to the small studio where her sister sang. She listened from the hallway, in an alcove that was seemingly just for this purpose. Layla worked her way through an impressive repetoire of songs, that ran the gamut from sad, to happy, to raging to tender, and she only stopped when her voice became ragged. By that time the Venetian Rose felt the press of dawn weighing on the house. She watched Aramis lift Layla in his arms and carry her to the master bedroom, and waited until the two of them were settled down in Layla's nest on the floor before silently slipping in and joining them for the day's rest, her arms curved around Aramis and her hand clutching her sister's...she wondered where Alejandro and Villarel were?
Those were her thoughts as she dove into the pool to try to work off some of her frustrations. She arched through the air, hit the water, and kept going until she hit the bottom. One nice thing about being a kindred was one really did not need to breathe anymore, so she stayed there on the bottom of her husbands luxurious pool and tried to sort some things out in her head.
Her sister had tried to kill herself. Actually, Regina understood that part the most. She knew how much strain Layla had been under this past year. Regina's beloved Villarel had saved her, snatched her from the very rays of the dawn. She sent a brief pulse of love down the link between them, and got one in return. He was the constant in her life, her strength, the reason she herself did not flirt with waiting out for the sunrise.
Aramis and Alejandro. that was where her understanding started to break down. Something was going on there with the two of them that she did not understand at all. Something that had to do with Alejandro being away from the family so much, and so distant when he was with them. Aramis acting so very strange lately. and she had lost her temper with both of them, said things she should not have because she too was scared and angry...but she did not know what to do to fix the rift that was breaking this little family apart.
She pushed off from the bottom and began to slowly swim back and forth, making each movement perfect, concentrating on physical things instead of the mental ones she could do nothing about.
Layla, Villarel, Aramis, Alejandro...their faces floated in and out of her thoughts as she tried to make sense of what was going on...she stopped swimming and just floated, slowly spinning in the current from the waterfall.
she looked up and saw Saralina standing on the edge of the pool with her arms crossed. She did not look happy. With a mental sigh Regina swam up through the water and propped her arms on the edge of the pool.
"I really wish you would not do that floating thing on the bottom of the pool Mistress Regina, you look like either a demented mermaid or a particuarly well preserved drowning victim" Saralina commented in a dry tone of voice.
Perhaps it was her exaustion and general stress level, but the toreador found that alltogether too amusing, and was caught unaware by an attack of the giggles. When she finally composed herself she looked up again to see a slight smile on the cherished's face.
Much better, there has been far too much angst in this household, tis past time for healing laughter, song and love to reign once again. You are the lady of this house, and that is your purview, not mine.
Regina felt a smile curve her lips for only the second time this evening as she took in Saralina's impassive figure. "you know cara...you may be right, that may be exactly what we need." as she said that, her exceptional hearing picked up the sound of her sister breaking into song. "and I think my sister may have thought the same thing" She vaulted out of the pool and stopped for a moment before going into change. "thank you cara...you remind us of what is important" she gave the astonished woman an impulsive hug before sprinting into the house to change.
Once dry and clothed again, Regina quietly made her way to the small studio where her sister sang. She listened from the hallway, in an alcove that was seemingly just for this purpose. Layla worked her way through an impressive repetoire of songs, that ran the gamut from sad, to happy, to raging to tender, and she only stopped when her voice became ragged. By that time the Venetian Rose felt the press of dawn weighing on the house. She watched Aramis lift Layla in his arms and carry her to the master bedroom, and waited until the two of them were settled down in Layla's nest on the floor before silently slipping in and joining them for the day's rest, her arms curved around Aramis and her hand clutching her sister's...she wondered where Alejandro and Villarel were?