Guinevere blew into her black-gloved hands and rubbed them together, trying to generate some form of heat in the cold that had overtaken Gaia for the winter. It wasn't that she didn't like cold, you see, she just wasn't expecting it to be this cold so soon, and thus didn't have all the different trimmings needed for the winter season. Her black, high-heeled boots crunched through the day-old snow in a way that annoyed her just a small amount, and she tucked her hands in the opposite cherry-red sleeve of the jacket she was wearing, thanking the fact that it was warm beneath a jacket that wasn't actually all that thick for such a cool day.
Her black dress sway about her calves, scraping up against the black tights that she was wearing beneath it, almost completely hidden by the boots that came up almost to her knees and the dress that met them there. She sighed softly, taking her hands out from their sleeves and pulling her hat on a bit tighter, hoping that the weather wouldn't be all this cold for such a long time. Her dual-coloured eyes glanced skyward as she walked, hoping for something pretty to look at, but only coming across the dull gray that always shadowed the sky around the time of a storm.
Ginny grumbled softly to herself, looking back at the wet, slush-covered concrete, saying something about her boyfriend not picking her up because he was 'working'. That, of course, didn't make sense to her, given he was usually off work long before she was. Oh, well. She would just talk to him about it when he got home that day, and then she might be able to understand the reasoning behind it. The woman pulled her keys from her pocket when she approached the large house that the two shared, all alone, though she was currently taking care of her childhood friend's adopted daughter.
However, as soon as she took a step onto the porch, she noticed that something was amiss. She opened the outer door -which always remained unlocked- and her eyes fell upon a small wrapped bundle in a basket, as cliche as it may seem. Her eyes widened, and the woman immediately dropped to her knees beside the abandoned package. It was warmer in the middle room than it was outside, for sure, but it definitely wasn't the proper temperature for a small child, especially one this small.
Carefully, she pulled out the first little girl, a soft smile on her face. The little one had amber eyes and short auburn hair, and was looking around at the room curiously, blinking as though she'd just awakened from a long nap. One of the most amazing parts about the girl, however, were the lilac fairy wings that were extended from her back. Originally, Guinevere was under the belief that this was the only one there was, but a squirming bundle along with soft whimpering sounds from the basket proved otherwise. She reached into it again, and pulled the blanket off a second little girl, almost a carbon copy of the first, though her hair was longer, and her wings a pale green rather than purple.
What an odd stroke of luck? She carried the babes into her house, shushing them softly to keep them both from crying. The other girl was at the door immediately, inspecting both the children, her wings fluttering just a tad. "Where did these two come from?" the child asked curiously, blinking amber eyes at them, before looking up at Guinevere for an answer to her question. Ginny just smiled a bit, though it seemed slightly worried.
"I'm actually not that sure, Adhara," she replied, looking down at the two twins that were in her arms, both of which had snuggled up and seemed to be snoozing. Unfortunately, they weren't exactly tiny, and they were a little big for Ginny to be carrying both of them. "Speaking of which, Adhara, could you take one of them for me, and put her down on the couch for me?" she asked, as kindly as she could without sounding like she was straining to keep them off the ground, which she was.
"Sure," Adhi replied with a bit of a shrug, taking the long-haired one, slightly smaller than the other one, and struggled over toward the couch. Of course, the little girl woke up before she made it all the way. The child jumped out of her arms, wings fluttering just a bit, and she ran over to Guinevere, clinging to one of her legs and hiding from Adhara. Poor girl didn't mean to look so strange, she just kind of... was.
"Sorry, Yanamari. It's alright, see? She's my Godchild," the woman said sweetly, petting the top of the long-haired girl's head. "And see this one? She's your twin sister, Persephone," Guinevere cooed to the small girl who seemed so upset, though there was no reason to be as Guinevere woke the girl in her arms, and gently set her down on her feet beside her sister. Persephone gently rubbed at her eyes, while her sister clung to one of her arms, glancing around the house warily. Adhara looked at Ginny in confusion.
"Did you name them that, or did somebody else tell you those were their names?" she asked, tipping her head to the side like a curious puppy. Guinevere laughed softly, smiling at her temporary ward.
"I actually don't know if those are their names, but I think they seem rather fitting, don't you think?" she asked the hybrid girl, who merely shrugged, and started up the stairs. Apparently, she didn't have an opinion on the matter. Guinevere landed her focus on the children once more, and looked thoughtful for a moment. What was she going to do to actually keep them in the house...? And what would she tell Matthias?
