RAINDROPS ON ROSES

Jun 23, 2018 16:22:19 GMT -5

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Post by Eleanor Monteverde on Jun 23, 2018 16:22:19 GMT -5

you are made of wildflowers and sunlight;
wandering is etched into your soul

396 words . Gideon Monteverde

So much had changed in so little time, and yet Eleanor felt as if it were all the same. While yes, they were no longer in Idris and they were one son down, she felt as if life were still filled with the same old things. While Archie was staying in Idris with family friends, continuing his training, she had opted to bring their youngest to New York with them. He was far too young and had yet to start training himself, plus, Eleanor wanted Stephen as close to her as possible. When Gideon first revealed that he was being sent to the New York Institute, she had invited herself along and had requested that their son stays with her. Ellie was a strong-headed person, and she knew her husband wouldn’t stop her from doing something. She would have shown up eventually if he had forced her to stay behind, as long as she got a portal clearance that was.

So here she was, at the New York Institute, inside of their greenhouse with her youngest son. Young Stephan ran around, grasping flowers and plucking petals, and it wasn’t long before the young three-year-old would return to his mother and shower her with them and his laughter. Ellie laughed, grabbing the young man and pulling him closer to her, tickling him while doing so. The young child wiggled from her grasp, or attempted to, with laughter ringing in her ears. “You leave those petals alone,” she said jokingly towards him in French, continuing she added “They might try to eat you if you keep grabbing them like that,”

The young boy continued to laugh, and it wasn’t long before she flipped him onto her lap and blew raspberries onto his stomach, causing much more laughter to leave his lips. Eleanor had excused herself from the floor of the institute to be with her son, but she was sure if her husband went looking for her, he wouldn’t take long. Stephan had grown up in Idris, playing among the flowers in the Monteverde garden behind the family home, so taking him to the greenhouse before a nap was given. It wasn’t long before Stephen wiggled from her lips and grasp, and slipped onto the floor before taking off running further into the greenhouse. She could still see him from her position, but he was so damn fast.

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RAINDROPS ON ROSES

Jun 26, 2018 19:46:28 GMT -5

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Post by Gideon Monteverde on Jun 26, 2018 19:46:28 GMT -5

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both were silent.

there were ways for kicking and screaming.

His first look at the information and the records of the Institute showed him that there was a lot of work yet to do on figuring this place out. It honestly left him gobsmacked that it was allowed to continue in this condition for so long. Part of him worried, this was obviously not going to be a simple task and he was unsure if he was given it as a test or as a testament to his abilities. Either way, he knew he could not screw it up. For now, he was still simply doing damage control from the mess that Lilith had left behind.

Sorting through what was a priority at the moment was going to be a bit difficult and the plan of this being a short interlude was quickly becoming a thing of the past. Which meant that at some point, they would have to consider bringing their son here for him to finish his training. Certainly it wasn't unheard of to be sent to another family to train, but he was reluctant to be that far from his children for that long. Gideon was more than sure that his wife was not going to be the type to relinquish the parenting of her children to another. They could be trained under those with more skill or experience, but at the end of the day, they were Monteverdes. He was in his own way, rebuilding his family's name, and that did not come easily.

Once he finally had at least a handle on things, the security of the Institute back under control he took the information he did have and went to find his family. Through time, he and Eleanor had developed the ability to bounce ideas off of each other, to seek the other's view point and understanding. So that it could be useful, so that they could understand more, rather than be surprised by, that which they hadn't thought of. He came to trust her judgement and her viewpoint more than his own in some circumstances. So when he saw the time he was sure they would either be back in their rooms readying for a nap or off alone in the gardens. A quick glance to the bedrooms showed they weren't there so he went for the greenhouse. He could hear his son's laughter as he entered and knew that he was not yet ready for his nap.

"I am unsure this will work as well to calm him before he naps. It's new, new places excite him and he feels the need to explore." Gideon remarked as he walked over to his wife. He bent and laid a kiss to the top of her head before sitting next to her. "I am more likely to take a nap at this point."

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RAINDROPS ON ROSES

Post by Eleanor Monteverde on Jun 23, 2018 16:22:19 GMT -5

Post by Gideon Monteverde on Jun 26, 2018 19:46:28 GMT -5

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