It was a warm day, for Ireland. Not the scorching heat of Italy that permeated through skin to the bone, just warm; like a bath been left to stand for too long before getting in. Luciana had the house (if that’s what you would call it) to herself, or near enough. Today was a rest day – no adventuring or sightseeing planned. She’d risen late, in fact only an hour or so ago and it was almost lunchtime, but that wasn’t unusual. She tended to wait until she was sure her aunt and uncle, and Kerr, were asleep before she morphed into her elemental form, though she knew that it was highly unlikely they would walk into her bedroom without warning or a response from her first.
Breakfast. Then maybe a walk outside to soak up some vitamin D. The brunette had braided her hair in a large, intricate plait. For once she wasn’t wearing a full-face of makeup, instead only the lightest touch of tinted moisturiser. She wasn’t expecting to see anyone, so what did it matter? She’d put on a simple white cotton t-shirt and denim shorts. Her feet were bare in anticipation of walking across the lawns, but the hard marble floor was cold underfoot.
Luciana rounded the corner and narrowly avoided bumping into a woman who looked as though she could be her older sister – the same dark hair and light skin, but Gianna was slightly taller, with blue eyes and a more willowy frame than her younger cousin. “Gia!” she exclaimed with reciprocal (if feigned) enthusiasm. “So good to see you..” She spoke in a thick accent, giving her cousin a loose hug, kissing each cheek in turn. Gianna was not Luciana’s favourite Regan, but she was also far from her least favourite. Besides, the Italian was technically a guest in Gia’s home and so it would be rude to be, well, rude.
“Uh, I am not sure.” The elemental had her own agenda for being in Ireland (or rather, in the vicinity of the whole British Isles) for the summer, and hadn’t felt the need to keep tabs on her extended family in the hopes they would treat her in kind. “I think Kerrigan is with school friends, Aunt Alessia went out shopping – everyone else I do not know.” Luciana hadn’t seen the elder Regan siblings the entire time she’d been staying so far – she was fairly certain that Kerr was the only one still living at home. She herself would quite like her own place, away from the clutches of her father, but she’d never convince him of it. It had been hard enough to be allowed to come this far from home without a chaperone, but she was staying with family.
“Why are you home?” Luciana didn’t mean it to sound accusatory, but her limited command of English meant she had to make do. She added a close-lipped smile to try and make this clearer.
