A Bad Reputation (1x1 w/PoisonousIvee)

[PoisonousIvee]

What if they did get married? He said himself she could have whoever she wanted. She could have him like this all the time. He could kiss her and hold her...trap her between him and the bed as he ruined he- whoa.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

Her heart pounded and her breath hitched softly. What.. was she thinking?

 

[PoisonousIvee]

They were still strangers after all. She shouldn't be thinking like that. Eventually, after what felt like a long time of sailing and half sleepless nights sleeping next to a giant iron stove, they landed in the port of Derek's home.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

She took a step above deck, making a noise as the bitter cold hit her.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"Here," Derek draped his heavy fur coat over her shoulders, it still warm from his heat, "don' wan' ye gettin' sick."

 

[Mr.Aznable]

Her face lit up again. "Thank you, Derek.." she said.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"Course.." He replied before taking her hand gently, "Here, y'll wanna find a good house, no? I'll show ye th' ones available." He gave her his usual smile before pulling her along.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

"O-Oh okay..!" She stammered.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"Wha's wrong? Gettin' yer cold feet again?" He teased, looking back at her.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

She huffed and looked away. "N-Not in the least."

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He laughed and she fell in love with the sound right away.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

Her heart fluttered, simply watching him.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"Do ye wan' a lot of space or jus' enough for ye?" He asked.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

Just enough for us. "U-Uhm.. just myself.." she said.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He nodded and guided her along, taking her through the village before stopping in front of a small little home. "This was Gertrude's before she got married. It's yers now."

 

[Mr.Aznable]

"R..Really..?" She asked. "Thank you.."

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"Yer welcome. Can' have ye livin' on th' street now, can we?" He asked with a small smile.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

She smiled. "I suppose not.."

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"There isn' a key, but don' worry, no one is gonna break in an' steal from ye. Kinda a shit'y thin' t' do." He told her, "It should be furnished still."

 

[Mr.Aznable]

She nodded. "I cannot thank you enough, Derek, really.."

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"Ah, no need t' thank me." He said, "Everyone deserves a secon' chance."

 

[Mr.Aznable]

She smiled and nodded as she went into the house to look around.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

It was nice, very plain but certainly had its charm. She would have to decorate it a little more to make it hers but the furniture was very well crafted; simple but not overly so.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

So this was it. Home. Little by little, she began adjusting to the new land. She set up a small shop, and began trading what little she had.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

The others seemed to warm up to her right away, and it was in that short of time that she learned Derek actually ran the place. "I don' like sittin' around an' doin' nothin'." He told her when she confronted him. He was more of a help as a trader than he was telling them what to do.