Siblings By Right, Siblings By Fight (Orwell)

[Deleted]

Orwell give out a small laugh, “Of course I will take it as a compliment, after all you almost never say them right to my face.” She spoke in a soft tone as she said this, because he was indeed a big softy at heart, not that she would ever tell anyone that, because after all he had a reputation to uphold and she rater enjoyed having him just for herself at times.

She blink when he stopped walking, was there something in the way? He then greab a hold of her hands and a smile form on her lips as he spoke in such powerful way. When he was done he clapped her shoulder and started to lead her towards whatever place they were going. “If I didn’t know you so well…. Then I would really think you were going soft on me brother.” She told him in a teasing matter then she slides her hand in his and give it a squeeze. “I know you will always be here, and I will always be grateful for that. Because without you…. I don’t think I would have as much fun in this place as I’ve had these last years. I guess I am trying to say thank you. I’m very greatful.” She smiles in the direction she knows he is and then lean her head on his shoulder again as they are walking.

“Yeah I know we are in new Rome… I just have no idea where we are anymore.” She then said with a laugh.

She nod when he asked if they should sit outside. “No… the sounds are alright, not to noisy to be honest.” She then answer and tries to smell where they were still not having any luck. This was really harder then she though.

“cookies and cream sounds amazing, and also I will let you pick my food.” Its not that she couldn’t pick her own food, it was more that she trusted him with it since he always managed to surprise her, and she always enjoyed what he picked for some reason. “I mean, you always pick the best once and this way I won’t have to steal from your plate” she then add as they are sitting outside, she closed her eyes for a moment just feeling the sun on her skin. Such a nice day indeed.

“So dear brother, I would like to ask you a question-…. Is there any special lady in your life at this moment?” se was very curious about this. She lean forward to hear him better.

Tag August Mitchell

[Deleted]

August really liked his sister. He would never admit he loved her, though of course he did. He just wasn’t expressive. At all. Ever. Though Orwell understood that. She knew he didn’t give compliments a lot, and her response to it was spot on. He jokingly ruffled her hair to annoy her, then went about his business of guiding the way. That was, until she said that. He stopped in his tracks to make sure she wasn’t focused on anything at all except listening to him. He said his piece, holding onto her tightly to impress the importance of this. Then he clapped her shoulder and went back to guiding her. Going soft on her? If only she knew the truth? His heart had been soft to her for years. He just encased it in a wall solid as diamond. He chuckled all the same. Then he looked over at his as he felt her take his hand and squeeze it. It was little moments like this that drove him forward. Knowing that even if he was a jerk most of the time, his sister liked him. Maybe even needed him. Imagine that. August Hadley Mitchell, wanted and needed. He looked forward as they walked, trying to piece together what to say without it shattering his tough reputation. But he didn’t need that reputation here, in this moment. Did he? So he took the halfway route. “Feeling’s mutual.” She rested her head on his shoulder and he smiled. It really was nice.

He chuckled at her response, which probably made her head shake in a weird way. “I thought you knew all. Kidding, we’re almost there.” When they got there, he offered for them to sit outside. They ended up doing that and she asked him to pick her food for her, so he tapped her shoulder briefly and said, “Be right back then. Let me go get the food.” He went inside and ordered two shakes and two of his personal favorite sandwiches with an order of sweet potato fries to split and came back with it, taking a seat. “Here we are!”

Then she did the most embarrassing thing ever and publicly asked him if, basically, he was dating or not. He was grateful she couldn’t see how red his face got. “Well, um… maybe.” He had, for some reason, never even entertained the idea of telling his sister about this.

TAG: @orwell
WORDS: 403
NOTES:

[Deleted]

Orwell smiles when her brother said that the feeling was mutual well that was good to know. She realky did enjoy moments like this alot.

She punch his arm lightly as he said that he though she knew all. She wished she did but she truly did not. "You are impossie" She then said with a laugh. And just tried to listen again, still not having any luck in finding out exacly where they were.

She was sitting when she felt  a tap on her shoulder. She listen to him and nod and then heard him walk away, she takes a sip of her water and just sit there with a smile on her face. She really did love moments like this.

She look up as she heard him close again and moves her hand over to feel the sandwich and grins. "Humm well it smells delicious so that's a pluss." She then add before she moves it towards her then moves her hand around to feel for the milkshake as well.

A smirk then form on her lips and she sit up a bit more straight in her seat. She can hear how nervous he is in his voice and she moves closer to him and then say. "Well... who is she? Do I know her?" She then asks and move her hand forward until she bumped her hand with his and a bright smile form on her face.

"Would I have to warn her about mine and our sisters awsomeness or should we not threaten her?" She then asks.

August Mitchell

[Deleted]

August chuckled as his sister punched him. “Hey hey hey, fight’s over. Don’t beat up the old man!” When she said he was impossible, he laughed harder. “I do my best.” He led her to a table outside the restaurant and then let her know he was going to go get their food. But he didn’t go away immediately. No, he stood there half a second to appreciate how happy she looked. He walked away with a smile on his face to go get the food.

A few minutes later he was without a few denarii, but with delicious food, so that was okay. He set the food down and took a seat. She reached for her sandwich, but he knew better than to help her in any way. He didn’t want to demean the fact that she could do anything she wanted if she put her mind to it. He fully believed that. She was capable and strong. She had a good nose on her though. It did smell good. “Just you wait. It tastes better than it smells. You’re going to love it.”

Then she went and asked that. He fidgeted and sort of answered. She moved in closer and he took a deep breath, trying not to be awkward when he really, really was. He didn’t like to talk about personal things, even with his sister. It was… weird. He hadn’t even told his other sister, Lilith, that he was dating. She would laugh so hard. Her hand tapped his and he sighed. “You might. I mean… I don’t know. It’s… Julia Seneca.” He hoped he didn’t seem ashamed of Julia or anything. He wasn’t! He loved her! He just didn’t know what to do with the fact that big, tough August Mitchell loved someone. Well, someone who was not one of his two pesky little sisters. The thought made smirk. They were pesky, but he did love them. Then Orwell offered to warn Jules about the threat that was his family. “Don’t you dare!” he said a little too hastily.

TAG:@orwell
WORDS: 344
NOTES:

[Deleted]

When he told her not to beat up the old man Orwell starts to laugh, atleast her brother have humor. "Come on.. your not that old jet." She then answer him with a smile.

When he walk away to get their food she can't help to smile. These moments are her favorittes, after all hanging out with her brother or siblings didn't happen often enough so these moments were precious to her.

She reach over when he come back and grab a hold of the sandwich, she hesitates for a moment untill she takes a bite and a humming sound come out of her. "So good..." She then say mostly to herself.

She gave out a small laugh when he finally admitted it. But she didn't laugh untill he told her not to threaten the girl. She gives his hand a squeeze and sit back in her seat. "Like I could intimidate her either way, I mean I am not that scary..." She then grin. "And she is a lovely girl, why have you kept her hidden?" She then add before she take a bite of her sandwich  and chew.

August Mitchell

[Deleted]

August chuckled. “Don’t lie, I know you think I’m ancient.” He caught her smile and it warmed him. She was pretty cool, Orwell. Good kid. He liked her a lot. Heck, she put up with him. More than put up. He went to get the food and secretly got a fresh brownie for her too. When he came back with the food, she still had that pleasant smile on her face. It reminded him how much he loved his dear sisters. He wasn’t good at showing it, but he did. He set the food down and took a seat. He waited until she took a bite and grinned. “Would you favorite brother steer you wrong? At least, when it comes to food?” He took a big bite out of his too, relishing in the deliciousness. Then she asked the most embarrassing question and his face flushed and he regretted taking such a big bite. He swallowed it awkwardly and probably loudly, then leaned in to fess up that, yes, he was seeing someone.

He asked her not to intimidate his girlfriend and she laughed and said she was not that scary. His face fell and he reached over and took her hand. “Orwell, don’t talk like that. You’re nice when you want to be, but you can most certainly be scary. Put that staff in your hand and oh gods,” he chuckled. “You’re a lot fiercer than you think you are.” He let go right before she asked why he kept Julia hidden. “I… never really thought of it. I didn’t mean to be keeping her secret. I guess it never crossed my mind to tell you. I’m sorry.” He smiled pleasantly. “She is lovely. And sweet and friendly, yet… like with you, you don’t want to get on her bad side.” He chuckled and took another bite.

TAG: @orwell
WORDS: 308
NOTES:

[Deleted]

Orwell give out a small laugh, she didn’t think her brother was that old he was just a grampa in some ways, not that she would ever say that out loud to him, he was to precious for her to call him an old soul. It was after all, good to know that you always could have someone to lean on in some situations, and well she knew she could always lean on him.

She eat her sandwich and almost melted of how good it was, if he ever wanted to become a food critic for her she would love to have him, after all she always made him order her the same as him since whatever he eat was simply amazing and wonderful, and he seemed to know all the secrets when it came to good food for some reason. She munches on her sandwich and heard him speak, and with a mouth full of food she answer “nope, never” and then carries on eating, so amazing so good.

After she teased him about his girlfriend and said that she wasn’t that scary she heard how quiet her brother became, she look towards him when he took her hand in his and waits for him to speak. A tear form in her green eyes when he speak, she had never heard him speak in such way before, she knew she could be scary but she had never though her brother though she was that good. “Thank you….” she then whisper as an answer to his beautiful speech and a single tear roll down her cheek.

She then listened to him speak of why he had kept his girlfriend hidden, she move a hand up to her own cheek to wipe away the tear still a bit touched that her brother cared this much about her. “You do know how much you mean to me right? That without you I would have given up? I wouldn’t be the person I am today without you by my side, giving me hell, carrying me over that darn hill and making me see that I could still be the awesome self but in a different way. But, you should never feel like you have to hide anything from me, I think it’s absolutely fantastic that you have found someone, I will have to meet her of course to make sure she is the right one, but, I approve.” She then give him a big smile before she goes back to her wonderful sandwich.

August Mitchell

[Deleted]

August chewed his sandwich as he watched her reactions. She looked – to put it lightly – in foodie heaven. He smiled as he ate. It was always nice spending time with Orwell. She was a very unique person and he liked that about her. She wasn’t afraid to be her. He asked her if she thought he’d ever steer her wrong when it came to food and the full of food mouth answer was plenty. Lucky she couldn’t see, because the sight was a bit gross. He chuckled all the same. “Good.”

Then, of course, the topic of girls came up and Julia, of course, was the top of the list. Orwell claimed that she wasn’t that scary, and, well, August had something to say about that. A very stern something to say about that. Once he said his piece, he sat back and took a deep breath. He felt very passionate about her seeing – figuratively – how amazing she was. Then he noticed something odd. She was crying. His mind went blank. “Orwell?” He leaned in, worried.

She had a valid question though, and yes, it was mostly his insecurities that had kept Julia hidden. He said his piece, trying to make her understand it was nothing against him. He fidgeted, ripping at the crust of his sandwich. He nodded at her initial words, despite her not being able to see him nodding. He looked up as she continued, crediting him with more than he realized he might have earned credit for. She would have given up without him? He picked up his shake and took a drink to occupy his overwhelmed mind. He hadn’t realized she thought that highly of him. He was silent for a couple minutes as it sunk in. That he could be a hero to anyone. It was… foreign. He reached across the table and patted her shoulder so she would know she had his undivided attention. “I give you hell because I love you. Just like I’m sure you give me hell, I hope for the same reason.” He chuckled. “I’ll have to introduce you then. Her name is Julia Seneca. Daughter of Discordia. She had her powers under control pretty well though. She’s pretty and hopeful and kind. She has a-… complicated history though.” He went back to eating, figuring if Julia wanted to reveal her difficult past, he’d let her be the one to do it. In the meantime, he would just schedule the indtroduction.

TAG: @orwell
WORDS: 412
NOTES: Sorry for the long wait!

[Deleted]

She heard the worry in his voice s she cried, she gives him a sad smile “it’s happy tears…. I promise” she then whisper back with a smile on her pretty face. After she had spoken about the way he had gotten her on better track she waits for him to say something, anything really. She frown and look towards him waiting for him to say something, she felt a bit bad for making him so quiet, she had never really said anything that made him speechless before.

She grin as he said that he gave her hell because he loved her “You sure I love you brother? I could be lying.” she then say and lean on her hand and grin to him, of course she loved him he was her very overprotective and awesome brother, she would never wish for any other brother then him even if he had his wrongs he was still the best brother she could ever ask for. “She sounds wonderful and I can’t wait until I meet her, after all there inst every day you take a girl to see me. I might have to tidy up at home then… because I don’t know how it looks right now.” she then jokes and moves her head in his direction with a smile on her face, this whole sibling bonding talk had gone on a small rollarcoster in just a few minutes and jet she enjoyed it very much.


“So what are you doing later tonight then? I mean other then seeing me?” Okay so she was curious it just came to her, and with her brother it was worst then many others. She then reach over and grab a hold of her sandwich again and eats some more, by the god’s it was amazing, she so had to make her brother buy her food more then these few times a week, because he really knew the best places that served good food.


August Mitchell

[Deleted]

I'm sorry. I promise I'm trying, but I've been working so much, my muse is dead. I'll keep trying, but if it doesn't come by May, I may have to ask for a pardon and a thread-end.