Neva was already gone, halfway to rosalind
Farah Dowling [Fate: The Winx Saga] x OC (Closed)
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Farah opened the door to her office slowly. "Neva, I'm sorry. I don't know what I was thinking, speaking to you like that. If you–" She stopped herself quickly when she realized she wasn't talking to anyone. The office was empty.
"Neva?" she demanded, her grip tightening on the door handle.
Neva rounded the corner to the room where Rosalind lay, glaring at the woman
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Rosalind was still suspended in the prison veil Farah had put her in. Her eyes opened slowly, and she smirked.
Well that didn’t take very long, now did it?
Neva was pissed “ shut the fuck up and learn a thing or two about respect”
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Respect? Who deserves my respect? Certainly not you. And most definitely not Farah. The both of you have done nothing to earn the ‘respect’ you appear to so desperately want.
“ I don't want it but you owe respect to Farrah,” she said and reached her hand to touch the veil
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Rosalind’s eyes widened as Neva touched the veil. The older fairy wondered, just for a moment, if she could play her cards the right way.
For what? The ungrateful brat never did anything but burden me with her problems and… A smirk slowly spread on her face. I do believe I did tell you of how she begged for me to fuck her every night.
A sneer crossed nevas face “farrah would never,” she growled, lowering her hand
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Damn. She was close. If Rosalind could only entice her further…
Oh, but she did. It was quite pitiful. She wouldn’t stop her begging for me. She’s quite needy, isn’t she? Desperate, if you ask me. And a bit of a suck-up too. She never had very many friends, which was why she confided in me so often. Things I can’t even imagine she’s told you.
Neva snapped, punching the veil. Her lighting shattered across the room heavily
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(Wait, did she break it or just hit it?)
(you decide, but she just knocked the fuck out of it if it was a person)
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(Well, she just got put back in, so let’s go with she’s not released yet. But lmao love that for Neva XD)
Farah felt the magic pulse and jerked to attention. “Neva,” she breathed, sprinting down the passage to the undercroft.
Rosalind gasped at the impact, but she quickly became furious that it didn’t break her prison. Damn it, girl!
“Neva!” Farah called out louder as she rushed down the pathway. “Neva!”
Neva heard Farah and turned toward her voice “farah!”
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Farah’s eyes widened. “Neva! Where—?” She trailed off as she rounded the corner and saw the glow of the prison veil illuminating Neva from behind. “What are you doing down here again?” she asked, more concerned and worried than angry.
“I.. I'm not sure.. My mind guided me down here..”
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Farah lifted her chin slightly. "Was it your mind… or was it her?"
She cast a glare at the older fairy in the prison barrier.
“..” neva stayed silent and lowered her head “sorry..”
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Farah reached out and drew Neva into her arms. "My darling, how could I be mad at you? You've done nothing to deserve my anger. Her on the other hand…"
See, isn't she pathetic? Rosalind asked Neva.
“Shut up,” she growled, cuddling into Farah in front of Rosalind
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Farah drew back for a moment from the cuddles. "Excuse me?" she asked, greatly confused.
A desperate disappointment.
“Shut.up.rosalind!” she almost yelled
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A weak and ungrateful bitch who didn’t know a good thing when she had it.
Farah jumped at the unexpected yell. "Rosalind?"
Neva started to lose control of her powers, lighting arching across her body
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It took Farah only a few more seconds to realize what was happening. She touched Neva’s shoulder firmly. “Neva,” she said, forcing her fiancée to look her in the eye. “Don’t. It’s what she wants. And she’s not worth it.”
Neva huffed “I really don't wanna deal with her bullshit.” she growled
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Farah frowned. “What could she possibly be telling you?”
“Bad things, bad things about you..”
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Farah's eyes narrowed. She hardly seemed fazed by the news, at least on the outside. “God, Rosalind,” she said, directing her words to the immobile woman hovering in the prison veil. “What more do you have to say that could possibly tarnish my reputation?”