M A R I A   S T A R K
mother & wife
canon divergent
indie marvel rp
multi-verse/ship

semi-private & selective brought to life by
manon

established 2013
rebooted 9/2014, 8/30/15 & 4/1/16



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ELIZABETH MARCH
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4 yrs as maria, 6 yrs on tumblr.
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icannotstoptheirfear:

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“Вы меня напугали.” Wanda drew upright, wary for a second before relaxing once more. She was perhaps jumpy, but she had control enough to withhold making rash movements until she knew what was going on. The brunette was tired, and so she was not exactly as aware of her surroundings as she might have been. And that was what she told herself, explaining to herself how she had been startled by the woman now standing near her.

“Sorry. I was– I was distracted. I did not see you.” There was something so familiar about the woman (was it her face, the mental signature), so much so that Wanda wasn’t sure what to say for a second. Was she supposed to recognise her, was this woman important and she had forgotten? …Or perhaps it was the tiredness talking again and she was just making wild leaps and bounds. She shrugged the thought away, then relaxed a touch more and gave a small smile. 

“Is there something I can help you with?”

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          maria hadn’t known that someone else was in the room, azure hues widening ever so slightly before she’s composed herself enough to simply smile. the language spoken by the other woman is foreign, but she’ll act as if she hasn’t heart it; it’s easier that way.   ❛ it is quite alright… i did not see you, either. ❜   she confesses softly, gaze falling for a few seconds before a few more steps are taken so that she’s able to take a seat across from wanda.   ❛ sì… yes, actually. you are wanda? ❜   maria asks, just trying to make sure she’s found the right person.