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Brunhilde was not the greatest mother in the world; this was something she could admit to. She hadn't been expecting trophies and ribbons when she'd adopted Giselle. Even if Brunhilde hadn't missed ten years of the girl's life, the witch would've doubted her abilities as a parent. As a person...

I've got Estrella Styx, who also happens to be an Obliviator. She's widowed, 22, and has kids. They could be friends :)

Curling her fingers into a ball, the woman raised them to the door. Brunhilde's hesitation shook her fist. She wasn't certain if she was ready for this. The girl beyond was her daughter, but really, she belonged to someone else. Brunhilde had never raised her; she hadn't been there for the...

Since they do not have any children of their own, Grezhen and Brunhilde Varius are considering adopting one to three older children. We are looking for a character: That doesn't have parents (preferably these parents would be dead for plot approval purposes, but there is some wiggle room...

Brunhilde nodded, her head of blonde curls bouncing slightly. She was grateful for an excuse to be out of the rain. "It is indeed beautiful here." The scenery around the Herrogard had been absolutely gorgeous, but it was too cold. She left because she had to get out. The place simply wasn't...

Going out on a limb to help a stranger had its kind rewards. The circumstances under which she and Grezhen had run into one another were strange, but Brunhilde was enjoying herself all the same. In New Zealand, she had found all sorts of things to fill up her empty little life. While she...

Brunhilde nodded. "Yes, he is my twin. He was not in detention often- he was quiet about what he did." The blonde woman could not help smirking. As much as she had disapproved of her brother causing trouble, she had to admit that he was more intelligent than most people about it. "Your...

Brunhilde chuckled slightly as she looked back to Grezhen. She was reminded of how old she was. What had she done with her life since she had last seen him? Her insides churned as she thought, Not much. After school she had gone into the work force, and that was basically it. Sure, she had...

Brunhilde self-consciously brought a hand to her hair, running her fingers through it. She probably looked an absolute mess. The woman was getting used to smiling more often, and she barely even felt the change in her expression as her grin spread. A small flush of color rose to her pale...

Brunhilde had stopped to buy some groceries after she had checked out of work. The day had proved completely boring thus far. Though when were her days ever exciting? An obese bag of groceries threatened to slip out of her clutch as she started to make her way home quite awkwardly. Her head...

Brunhilde gave the man a slight smile. She wondered what he had grabbed for, but it was probably some sort of muggle tool. A wrench? Didn't muggles use something like that? The woman had taken Muggle Studies but that was long, long ago. She was positive that she wouldn't even know how to...

Brunhilde turned as she heard a loud clang. A man lay sprawled on the floor of the garage. The old Brunhilde would have simply walked by, but she wasn't that person anymore. Holding her ballet shoes tightly to one side of her, she stepped inside the garage and held out her other hand. "Are...

Brunhilde's lips twisted into a grimace as she observed the clouds looming low in the sky. They would tear open and spill their guts over the relatively large muggle city. The dark blots in the sky were almost taunting, as they often liked to be before a storm, building up anticipation. The...

Brunhilde gave Nastasia a warm smile. "Why, thank you. I do love it myself- but I think more for the independence than anything. I've found that I prefer to live on my own, though I don't mind company." Her ice blue eyes shone with real warmth as she looked back to the woman- something that...