[for Hector, but OTA] I cannot see when the stars are gone

[ishineon.livejournal.com]

A great deal about Säde is largely inferred rather than directly known. Her personal life, in particular, is largely a matter of conjecture, and fifteen years is enough time to build up a large enough store of data to deduce several things. For example, the thing with Hector, the former Jack of Diamonds.

And today it may be assumed that her agitation has to do with that very man. She keeps her Diamond mask on, but at the edge of her smile is something brittle, fragile, less the rage reserved for something gone wrong and more the anger of a wounded animal.

Not, all things considered, the best mood to leave the Deck in. This may be the first day that Leigh sees something similar in her guardian to the people who came before. Not the physicality of an action, but the light in the eyes that comes before it. It will keep her wary for days until Säde talks about it suddenly, no warning and no regard for the age of the girl she's speaking to. Then there's just an uneasy, pitying accord.

[ooc: Hector first. Anyone else talking to Säde would be coming in on the aftermath of their argument.]

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[songsbyheart.livejournal.com]

Astrid wasn't the most die-hard Swede in the Deck by any means. She rarely wore blue and yellow in combination with one another, and while their family had always celebrated Lucia Day, it was more as a lead up to Christmas than because it was it was the Swedish patron saint's nameday. That and who argues with cookies?

No one sane in Astrid's opinion.

Likewise, Säde Pekkanen's Finnish heritage had never registered as a problem on Astrid Magnusson's side. Some people weren't fortunate enough to have been born in Stockholm, after all, including her darling little girl, and Astrid certainly had no problem with Avery. If Säde was ever twitchy over their countries' rivalries, then Astrid was only minorly bewildered by it, but she never let it show. Not until, of course, Ava became the Jack of Diamonds and Säde started making her daughter's life difficult enough that she actually talked about it in vague tones when she came home for Sunday dinner. Astrid had no idea what Säde's problem with her daughter was - Avery only made vague comments about unacceptable behavior - but it was enough that when the two of them crossed paths, Astrid made certain to give Mrs. Pekkanen-Winston her most serene smile.

The infuriating one. "Good day, Lady Säde. I do hope you're well."