When Colors Collide (TAG: Tasha & Fauna)

[merryweather]

Useless. That's how Nate was viewing Tasha at this point because the girl only cared about Briar Rose and seemed to have lost the want to try and find Prince Philip and Fauna. The only thing that they ever talked about now was Kylie and ways to awaken Briar Rose, but Nate missed Fauna. It wasn't the same without all three of them together and Tasha was just aiming her rude remarks at Nate. she thought is was 'okay,' normal Flora behavior, but they were starting to piss Nate off. He had to take a break from Tasha and do a bit of searching, so he did what he does best. Magic.

The spell was simply. It searched for auras from awakened 'spirits.' First, he focused on Jacob's Apartment Complex, but the only auras where evil and green, while the other was gray and excited. He wanted to investigate more, but some mean-looking guy came outside causing Nate to flee in terror. Next came the Ice Palace, but the only person that gave him an aura was Mallory Torres, the bitch from High School that Nate was NOT going to fuck with. He felt defeated and worn out from the use of magic, but he didn't want to give up, because he knew Fauna wouldn't give up on him.

He ended up in from of the Museum of Art with his cellphone to his ear calling Tasha. He wanted to update her on his doings. Tasha answered and began ranting about Kylie/Briar Rose and out of habit, he called her Briar Rose. Had he used his searching spell, he would have noticed the strong green aura swirling around a red headed women walking behind him.

[FAUNA ROGERS]

Fauna was certainly nearing her ropes end. She had been in the city for close to a month now and still there was no sign of any of her story book kin. Sure, she had found that little kangaroo girl, but she was hardly important in the grand scheme of things. Fauna was certain that an Australian marsupial would be inconsequential in the coming war. Oh yes, Fauna felt it in her bones. There was a storm brewing out at sea and making its way towards the city. She didn't know when it would hit, but her plan was to have her precious baby back in her arms by the time it unleashed its fury on the city and all the people therein. It would bring war and pain and destruction and death and -

Oh gosh! How she was getting worked up in such a tizzy! She just needed to take a step back and breathe. That was why she was in this museum anyway, wasn't it? Briar Rose had always seemed to love the colors and beauty in the countryside and forest surrounding their small cottage. It had seemed obvious to Fauna that her precious little darling would want to come here, to get away from the glummitude and greyness of the city. So far, as she had walked up and down the long, high-ceilinged galleries, Fauna had yet to see hide nor tail of her precious darling, but she was determined to keep going. Giving up now would be unacceptable. It would be atrocious. It would be a downright disservice to both herself and her poor dearly beloved baby Aurora.

It was then, just as Fauna was planning on making another round of the entire museum so she could inspect all the patrons there that day one more time, when Fauna heard it. It was just a bit of a conversation that she overheard from some scrawny little brat of a boy, but he had said it. He had said her darling baby's name.

Now, had Fauna been feeling a gtad bit more hopeful, a tad bit more well rested, a tad bit less weary after a full day of hunting for her poor darling child who was certainly feeling lost and confused out there somewhere in the midst of such strangers, Fauna may have been a bit less rash. She may have been a little less hasty. She may have restrained herself from pulling out her wand to shoot a jet of light at the boy that nearly grazed his shoulder. Luckily they were alone in the gallery, but she wasn't thinking about that right now. That boy knew where her Briar Rose was, and he was going to talk.

"WHERE IS SHE, YOU FILTHY MONKEY? WHERE IS MY BRIAR ROSE?" Fauna hollered at him, panting heavily and holding her wand at arms length, trained on him.

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[NATASHA GARDNER]

Unorganized. That’s now Tasha was viewing Nate at this point. Quite honestly—Tasha’s dear little sister was a complete scatterbrain. Focus on awakening Briar Rose, and make sure she was safe. Natasha was pretty sure that if Aurora was awake, she would be much safer with the ability to tell who was a reincarnate. Rather than obliviously wandering the streets when Maleficent could be around any corner.

Natasha scrambled off her chair when her phone began buzzing impatiently, and snatched it off the table. “What now, Nate?” Natasha grumbled, yanking her heels on. She was just about to go out, and drop by Kylie’s house to check on her, and try out a few new things to wake her up.

“Nate, you called me to tell me you found nothing but a few side characters, and an ice bitch? In that time you wasted, we could have woken Aurora by now. It’s like I’m doing all the work around here while you goof off. And what if they aren’t awake either? Then what?” Tasha straightened on her shoes, and placed her hand on her hip. She sucked in another breath to let her baby sister have it, before she heard the screaming.

“WHERE IS SHE, YOU FILTHY MONKEY? WHERE IS MY BRIAR ROSE?”

“Nathaniel?! Don’t hang up, I’m coming!” Tasha snapped her hand where her wand appeared, before tapping herself on the noggin. Her phone clattered through the floor while she was sucked along the airwaves that connected all of the phones, and popped out of Nathaniel’s speaker. She arrived at Nathaniel’s side, pointing her wand with her right arm, straight out. Her left hand was out, trying to awkwardly shield her baby sister.

“I AM THE ONLY ONE ALLOWED TO CALL HER A FILTHY MONKEY! DON’T YOU EVER CALL MY LITTLE SISTER THAT AGAIN!” Natasha screeched, and raised her wand above her head, throwing a spell at the foreign woman. The spell should cause the woman to be surrounded in a blinding, disorienting pink light for just a few moments. Frantically Tasha whirled her head around, looking for her sister. "Are you okay?!"

Outfit:Le impractial!