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onehvlf​:

As more and more familiar faces came over from the Isle, Aster’s guilt actually lessened when he realized none of his old friends blamed him for being unable to help the barrier’s closing. It was a heavier weight on his shoulder than he realized until it was finally lifted from him. It was also noticed by his fellow shipmen who remarked how much cheerier he seemed over the past few days. Coming off the boat, he was smiling as he walked along the dock and it grew even wider when he noticed a familiar face. He waved back excitedly, approaching her with a light jog until he stood in front of her. “Yeah! Everything went really smoothly and we got a good haul,” he explained happily. “How’s your day going, Gwen?”

Despite growing up without a mother and an abusive father, Gwen had never been the kid who struggled with identity. She didn’t care about knowing her mother because clearly she had chosen not to stick around. And she had loved and at times emulated her father, until the day she had become old enough to discern for herself what traits or parts of him she didn’t like or would rather not enable nor support. But here in Auradon, playing games with half the people she interacted with, and then almost having to remind herself that she didn’t need to keep the act up when back at the ship, she couldn’t help but feel a little lost. At the Isle, she knew exactly who she was. Here, she found there were moments when she questioned it. Which was why she found some comfort in reaching out to friends who knew Isle-Gwen. Who knew her and supported her, not to mention actually liked spending time with her. It was hard not to smile in response to Aster’s easygoing happiness. “Thats great. Its nice to see you so excited over work. Thats how it should be.” When he asked about hers, she gave a little shrug. “So-so. I’m a little off my game. Playing double agent can be a little taxing at times.” 

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buriiedsoul​:

The daughter of Gaston and a member of Uma’s crew. Neither was a connection to be taken lightly. Gaston himself had exceptional strength but his mulish brain did nothing to intimidate a man like Graves. It had more to do with the reputations of her brothers and while he had no dire fears of pirates, their numbers often made them more trouble than they were worth as enemies. Overall, he decided to sooth his anger before speaking. “ Well, boys ? Who’s hand would you prefer to be felled by ? Mine ? Or hers ?? ” The minions looked between their options, a little confused by his wording but it took only a second for them to decide they would much rather challenge the daughter of Gaston. They faced her with pointed daggers aimed at her figure. Idiots.

Before they could take a step towards her, Graves withdrew two hidden daggers of his own and threw them swiftly into their exposed backs. “Been too long,” he remarked as he moved to the lifeless bodies on the ground, withdrawing the daggers and wiping away the blood on the shirt belonging to one of the corpses.

Gwen was well aware of the layer of invisible protection that she was encased in, simply by being a part of Uma’s crew. It hadn’t dawned on her at first when she joined up. How others hesitated to mess with her because they knew she was part of a crew that would always have her back. Now she wore the knowledge proudly, fairly reassured in the belief that she never stood alone. Eying the two males though, ultimately Gwen shifted her stare to Graves. He was dangerous, unlike the goons he had jumping hoops for him. And he might be short tempered and reckless, but he wasn’t stupid. Which was why she simply stared back at him, unfazed, barely noticing nor caring much about the guys aiming their daggers at her. 

Silently, Gwen watched the men’s downfall. Honestly they had all but asked for it. You never turned your back on anyone.. exposing yourself like that was a very stupid move. One that had just cost them their lives. Too bad. “That it has. Though I see that not much have changed. Save for the fact that you ought to be quite busy now that there are more targets for your clientele to pick from. How’s things?” 

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Her lips pressed together, unable to decide whether or not to be slightly offended or glad that whatever it was that made her look like she could use some help meant Evie was willing to do so. Given that she had early on decided to not raise red flags with the heroes in Auradon, Gwen opted to ignore the offense. “I really could use the help.” she replied with a small smile, stepping closer to the other VK. “I really need a nice dress for an important date.” 

‘ i’d say we’re closed ,’ rubied lips start to speak before faltering , eyes taking a quick glance up && down at the figure in front of her — pouted corners upturning into a small , pitted smile .  ‘ — but you look like you could use the help . ‘ it wasn’t unusual for something genuine to come out the wrong way , almost a decade in auradon && evie still struggled with watching her words . a villain raised , but hero at heart — she still grew up in the isle .

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“You’re carrying too many books miss. A bag is only two dollars.” The poor receptionist tried to tell Gwen as she moved to walk past the desk to the entrance. “Thanks Daisy but I’m okay.” The tall brunette assured with half a smile sent in the girls direction before exiting the library. Daisy was right of course. Gwen hadn’t gotten more than a block away before bumping into someone and loosing a couple of books right on their feet. “Oh shit! Ahm, I’m so sorry..” she said with a grimace, eying the other a bit anxiously as she tried to balance her stack and bend to retrieve the books she’d dropped, not succeeding. “I.. could you possibly?” she apologetically tried to ask if the other would help out. 

@ofenchantment​ - ( audrey )

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Know your place girl! The angry exclamation still sang out sometimes, whenever her guard was too far down or her head was too tired to be vigilant. The memory of her father shouting those words at her made her body tense, muscles in her stomach region tightening as her hands fisted around the railing on the ship. For the most part, Gwen did her best not to think too hard on the last conversation she’d had with her dad. He didn’t much approve of her following in Gil’s footsteps, and for the first time in a long time, she had told him to his face how absurd he was being. It had been a good while since she’d been on the receiving end of one of his punches.. While it was a while ago, she could still recall the feeling. 

Turning her head towards the direction of the wind, Gwen breathed it in deeply, moving to sit in front of the helm, overlooking the bow of the ship. Like always she purposefully sat so that her feet hang in free air, playfully balancing on the thin rail. It was a distracting technique, giving that mixed feeling of being about to fall down a certain height. From where she sat, it was easy to spot her older brother as he came up the gangway. “Good night or bad?” she asked when their eyes met. 

@islehunter​

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Staring out at the water sparkling in the light of a pretty sundown, Gwen closed her fingers around the docs edge, feeling the wet wood dirty her skin. It was a nice feeling. Ever since coming to Auradon as the barrier was taken down, she’d questioned her decision to settle here, even if it was just for a period of time. Her intentions were sound, there was no question about that, yet there were moments, just like now, when she began questioning it all. At times she grew tired of it all. Pretending to be friends with the hero kids, keeping up the quiet, studious girl act in the shop, returning to a ship that wasn’t setting sail every night. Noticing one of the familiar boats returning from a days work, her eyes a little anxiously searched for someone in particular. When he came off the boat, she waved. “Good run today?” Gwen asked Aster, hoping he would have some time to talk. 

@onehvlf​

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Staring at the coffee line, Gwen made a small groan. It was so typical that the morning when she most needed a liter of coffee simply to wake her hands up, there was a large line. Keeping her eyes only half open, she robotically moved with the line, every now and then adjusting the gold specs on her nose, feeling her mouth water at the constant thought of that large cup of coffee she was craving. She was second in line, so close, when the guy at the front of the line turned to walk past her. Whether it was her being a bit unsteady on her feet with sleep, or him passing too close she couldn’t tell, but if she’d wanted a rude wake up call it was certainly what she got. Coffee spreading down her shirt and on her jeans and boots. And while she’d have shoved and threatened his ass if on the isle, she was ready to wave him off. Until he chuckled.. like it was all a joke to him. Oh this asshole.. “Spraying someone with coffee is funny to you, is it? You self centered jackass. I’d just love to punch that smile off your face..” she growled, detesting how the whole coffee shop seemed to be staring at them. “Fuck this.” Gwen muttered, turning to leave. 

Hips popping, shoulders shaking, Eli was in his own little world as he moved to the music coming through the speakers. Humming to the music, he closed his eyes and started swinging his head from side to side. It was in that moment that he heard his order being called, with a small jump of joy, he collected his coffee and thanked the barista, before turning around and bumping into someone, coffee flying everywhere. “Holy shhh,” he started, looking at his coffee cup, before looking at the other. “I am so sorry, I was a bit distracted,” he chuckled lightly. 

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“Look, its regrettable that you were lead to believe its value was higher than it actually is. If you don’t believe me I can go fetch my boss and he will say the same thing.” Gods what a tiresome, useless discussion this was. Unfortunately it was not one Gwen was unfamiliar with. People always believed their items were worth more, especially if they had something that was inherited. The truth was that only items of real gold, silver and with clear diamonds were worth a large sum, while other pieces which could look expensive, simply wasn’t. Hearing the bell over the door ring, announcing another customer, the dark haired brunette sent a grateful look in that direction. “I’ll be right with you.” she said aloud, before turning to her current customer, bottling down her frustrated mindset, though keeping her professional smile. “Why don’t you take a minute to think it over and I’ll be back in a bit.” 

Crossing the room to the person that had come in, she lost her professionalism for a minute. “Your arrival literally saved me from another pointless discussion, so thanks. What can I do you for?” 

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“Sure B, I can wait. Sounds great.” Gwen quietly offered with a warm smile at the blonde, not entirely letting the others enthusiasm phase her too much, but just enough. “Anything particular you have in mind?” she added curiously. 

“ SO I’LL BE off the clock in like five minutes, if you want to wait ? and then we can go do something ? “ bella offers with a wide smile at the other, slightly bouncing on the heels of her feet as she hopes the answer will be a yes.

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Whenever she’d been bored at home, eavesdropping about the isle had been Gwen’s favorite past time. Not only did the exercise provide her with useful information that she might be able to use at present or a later date, but it also was a test of stealth and focus. Of course it was also a dangerous undertaking given the population all around her. There was always something shady going on, always some scheme or plot that usually lead back to some major player. It had always intrigued her though, and to a degree enlightened her on how to improve her own schemes and tactics. Unfortunately, tonight she was proven that she was out of practice, being caught all too early in the process. Stepping out from the shadows, the dark brunette met the others stare head on. “As it is I am fairly confident in my running abilities, but what would be the fun in that? I’d much rather face you head on.” 

       “ — okay, enough. ” Graves commanded the squabbling minions he was keeping around for the time being. The trio was located in an alleyway of the Isle, having to have this impromptu meeting because one of these guys had screwed up an important job. Of course, neither was willing to take the blame. “ If neither of you wretches has any modicum of bravery, I’ll just have to slit both y— ” He cut off his little tired when he noticed eyes peeking at them from the edge of the alleyway. “ I suggest you come forward unless you’re fairly confident in your running abilities,” he warned, making both men prime to run after whoever had been spying on them. If the minions wanted to keep their lives, it looked like they had a lot of motivation to capture the unfortunate soul should they choose to run.

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► — now announcing their royal highness, [ ADELAIDE KANE ]  ! oh , wait . that’s just [ GWEN GASTON LEGUME ] , the [ BAD ] child of [ GASTON ] they are currently a [ 24 ] year old [ PAWNSHOP WORKER ] of [ AURADON ] , but were originally from [ THE ISLE ] . people say they remind them of [ LONG, SILENT STARES, QUICK FINGERS, WORN LEATHER BOOTS. ] & that they are [ + RESOURCEFUL , + LOYAL ] but also [ - OPINIONATED , - LEERY ]. welcome , to the beginning of the new united world.

HER HISTORY

Gwen was born a twin, on a stormy summer night in May. her brother came first, then she followed. though there are exactly six minutes between them. 

with a twin brother and older brother, Gwen grew up wanting to be just like them. one of the boys. initially her father was against her learning to use the knife and sword, along with the rifle and bow, but he changed his mind when he one day took the time to notice her natural affinity. 

the fact that she went from being told off and smacked around when she was found with a practice sword in the yard or making her own bow in her room to being trained alongside her brothers has given her a deep need to prove herself and gain her fathers approval. 

while she was treated harshly, Gwen was often shielded from her fathers most violent behavior by her brothers, even when she asked them not to. 

all her life Gwen has been very proud of bearing her fathers name, and she always believed in his cause. because of this she harbors a hidden yet fierce resentment for the entire Florian family and anyone supporting them. 

though she finds it unfair that her father never seemed to approve of her older brother and it cast a shadow over her relationship with him as she grew older and realized just how unfair he was being. 

as someone who idolized her brothers, she found it nothing but natural to follow Gil and become apart of Uma’s crew. 

there she found family, a place to belong, people who did not judge her, though in the beginning some of the boys did tease her and underestimate her. she quickly set them straight. 

both as a teen and later in life, Gwen has been a pickpocket, robber and a spy. she loves to refer to herself as ‘a great thief’ and finds nothing but pride in stealing and deceiving others both to her own ends and the ends of her friends, family and superiors. 

as a child she was often accused whenever something went missing on on the isle, though more often than not her accusers were without any tangible proof. 

that did not however prevent this individual or that to pick a fight with her or challenge her, which Gwen relished in. most of the times she won, though her family grew used to her showing up with varying degrees of injuries over the years. 

Gwen’s pride and single mindedness are her biggest weaknesses, as she doesn’t take to being beaten well, and can become quite fixated with this or that. 

while Gwen has a lot of opinions, she only shares with those she trusts, and its a short list. 

most of her life she’s gotten used to discussing her doubts, opinions, fears and thoughts with her twin brother. when without him she often ends up feeling lost, adrift and unusually insecure. 

she’s always been seen and described as a lively girl. easy to laugh, quick to take a joke, pleasant to be around. when you strip away all the layers of spy training and her chamelion like instinct to blend in, you’ll find Gwen is a heart girl. she wants the very best for those she loves and will die for them without hesitation. 

Gwen is bisexual, but she’s slightly ashamed of it, thus most of her entanglements with women have been secretive an closeted. She doesn’t quite know how to handle her sexuality.

She’s done a lot of brief relationships and dating, but because Gwen is so cautious and struggles to trust easily, she’s never been with someone for more than six months. 

though Gwen is a big fan of having flirts or friends with benefits to sleep around with. 

HER PRESENT 

Gwen couldn’t stand the idea of being too far away from Gil, so she found herself a job at the local pawn shop in Auradon. 

she actually enjoys the work quite a lot and secretly spends a lot of time at the public library whenever something historical comes up that she feels she should know more about. 

obtaining knowledge trough books has become a slight obsession given that her whole life she has been unable to go to school and learn about the world. though she’s very grateful that she was able to convince some of the islanders to teach her how to read. 

not unlike the rest of her crew, Gwen is in Auradon to spy and keep an eye on things, as well as wanting to be close to them and her brother.

while she’ll come of as assured and confident with a mouth on her with family and friends, she inhabits a much quieter persona at work and with hero kids. then she’s more of an observer, somewhat reclusive though often sarcastic. 

its not lost on Gwen that she is in enemy territory and while she knows perfectly well how she feels about Auradon’s hero population and its rulers, she’s not the kind to express this openly. no spy would ever blow their cover like that..  

MISC DETAILS

while during the daytime she wears a couple of thin, gold tinted glasses, looking quite bookish, these disappear the second she’s out on the streets and dark falls. its one of many subtle disguises she loves to wear to confuse people and trick them if she must. 

she inherited her fathers leather boots at sixteen and while they are at least three sizes too big for her, maybe even more, she wears them as often as she can. 

she cut her hair short when she moved to Auradon to obtain a bit of a ‘fresh start’ look. 

she smokes and drinks but rarely to excess, unless she’s very upset or frustrated about something. 

she has an infinity symbol on her inner left arm/inside of her elbow with her own name and her twins name in either circle. to her its a way to show that their souls will always be connected and able to find one another. 

her motto is: make your own path & women can do anything a man can do

WANTED CONNECTIONS

crew members 

frequent customers at the shop

frenemies and enemies 

old isle friends who’s known her since childhood

new auradon friends both bad and good 

her twin brother (pretty please someoneee!!) 

ex boyfriends 

crushes 

FWB’s 

ok that is all i could think of and god damn it became so long :’) anyway feel free to poke me for plotting and chats!! :)

[wickedcxre]