(yes)
When you return, your parents are in the middle of an argument, and you can catch a few sentences before they notice you.”
“—soft on her,” says your father.
“And does the same apply to you?” snaps your mother.
“I have some self-restraint ,” says your father. “I wouldn’t—”
Hearing your footsteps, he abruptly cuts himself off, turning back towards you. The tone of his voice is cold, but there’s an anxious edge to it. “I see you’ve finally decided to dignify your family home with your presence.”
I tilt my head in feigned confusion “I’m sorry for missing supper. I was too concerned about the murder. I was frozen. Stiff.”
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“I see.” He sighs. “Next time, please try to come home sometime before dark. Do you realize what could have happened to you?”
“I’m really sorry.” That one was true.
He lowers his voice. “You didn’t use your magic in front of anyone, did you? I wouldn’t want you to attract… trouble. You know where your powers came from, and… the more you use them, the more likely it is that someone will try to bring down the same fate upon you.”
Even for your father, it’s a rather sudden change of conversation topic.
My eyes bulge, And I look to the floor. “I… never would’ve had the opportunity. No.” A shoddier lie.
(I’m gonna roll sense motive, mainly in an attempt to figure out what Canary’s father and mother said shortly before/were going to say after they noticed her, but also to try and get a bit of a general vibe. (the latter part I mostly know))
@discobot roll 1d20
no adv
10
17
(Well, you heard what they were saying , but it’s hard to figure out what they’d been saying before you arrived, or what your father was about to say.)
“Good. See to it that it stays that way.” He pauses for a moment, pretending to tap his chin thoughtfully, though he’s obviously made up his mind about what he’s about to say. “To repay your mother and I for the worry you put us through, you can do the family’s laundry. …And as a reminder of the danger your powers could put you in, you will do it all by hand.”
(Doing laundry with magic would be a trivial task for you — all it takes is a few castings of Prestidigitation. Doing it by hand is… not. Between the hours and hours of scrubbing and the caustic soaps, he clearly means this as a punishment, not just an apology.)
(if knowing this gives me any advantage it’s fairly obvious that whilst (largely her father) is particularly upset about her, they’re seemingly scared about her potential magicks use in regards for what it would mean towards her bloodline. you mostly said this. but.)
“Okay.” I don’t even bother trying to look phased. Maybe a mistake.
“…Did you hear about where the corpse was… found?” Canary doesn’t really want to be the person to tell him if not, but given she has seen him, if he finds out later and figured she failed to tell him…
Canary is fairly exhausted, even after having slept through the night, thusly if she intended to play by his rules she would be putting up far much more of a fuss. Or look annoyed.
“Indeed. Highly disrespectful of her.” His lip curls in distaste. From his apparent level of knowledge, he’s probably heard the rumors of Kamilla’s flight.
“I always knew that girl was trouble,” says your mother.
“Right you are, dear,” says your father.
(This is a blatantly false summary of their previous views, but your impression is that they might have convinced themselves that they Knew All Along.)
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