Maya Clarke

Maya shook her head, “I survive. Of course that sounds super dramatic, but it’s true.” Maya sighed, “That doesn’t mean they aren’t evil. For all you know I’m evil and just using being nice to you as a cover.”

Maya nodded. “Real dark and real powerful shit.  And for actually following through on threats. Maya sighed, “I don’t sense anything from you, you’re a human too? That just sounds like asking for a lot of trouble here in this town.”

Maya nodded, “I’m thinking of a few that could be very painful. Good thing about demon magic, it has plenty of options to hurt someone.” Maya nodded, “This might feel a little weird,” she said waving her hand up as she casted the spell to lift her effortlessly into the chair. “You’re not always going to get a witch to come save you, maybe you should be a bit more…threatening? Especially in this town.”

“Demon magic?” Holly said looking up at her, she had never heard of that before. “That sounds like a useful talent for scaring people away.” Holly was suddenly surprised with the feeling of being lifted into her wheelchair. When she was settled she smiled back up. “Threatening? I don’t think I’m really cut out for that.” 

Maya crossed her arms with a huff as she continued to look at Kid. She had to remember the whole ‘don’t kill the messenger’ thing but it wasn’t easy. “Well it is true. Though in my defense they did try to run off with a handicapped lady’s wheelchair. Though it was a funny sight to see them run off like that. Like a little dog with their tail between their legs.” She didn’t quite grasp what he was or what a phrase could mean to a werewolf, but she was enjoying it too much to care.

“Seriously?” Joe gasped, beside himself. Why didn’t anyone feel the need to send that into the gossip blog? Scandalous stuff. Of course, Kid didn’t mention this. “Were you able to retrieve it for her?”

@kidcrieswolf

Maya walked up to the man, poking him on the shoulder, “Who was up in my business?  No one needed to know what I did.”  Of course it wasn’t like at least a dozen people were around when she nearly toasted some Greeks.

“Oh, hey, Maya.” Kid replied, looking over his shoulder after being nudged. He stood inside Church of Skatin, Lincoln stood at the counter, and Kid was folding shirts for a new display. This wasn’t the first time Joe had seen or run into Maya, but she’d never looked at him quite like this. After a short pause, Kid recalled what she spoke of, “On the blog? I can’t say. ‘came in as an anonymous tip.” From what Maya just shared it sounded a lot like a confession, but the wolf wouldn’t dare mention this. “It’s all speculation though.” His whole blog ran off of fun gossip, speculation, and general bullshit. It’s what made it so much fun.

He laughed. “That simple answer is probably…I’m a psychic.” Arlo smiled broadly. “Well we have similarities there, I’m a human witch myself. There’s enough of us here to start a pretty good sized coven if we could all organize our time tables.” He watched her with a frown as she tossed the crystal; still concerned about her karmic retribution.

“Curses work the same as any spell, all it is is an expulsion of energy; its just dark energy. Think about the person you want to curse, think about the bad feelings they give you, ball that feeling up in your gut until you can’t take it anymore and then visualize it like a dark mass, leaving you and consuming the person you’re trying to curse. You should worry about karma though, young or not it can bite you in the ass. You could step outside and get hit by a car, shocked by lightning; who knows. I would hope this teacher of yours has explained to you how karma works.” Arlo’s stare didn’t back down, instead he pulled the gloves off of his hand. “How do you feel about a palm reading?”

Maya shook her head, “Coven’s are bullshit.  Last one I ran into tried to kill me.  And they were my own family, so no thanks,” she said tossing one of the crystals out of her way a little too forceful.  She could tell it was upsetting him how she was handling his stuff, apparently afraid she was going to break something or corrupt his stock.

Maya made a motion with her hand that went over her head, “Whoosh.  I know basics, like how to set someone’s crotch on fire with hell fire or summon lightening.  I’ve been tinkering with some others, like a spell that messes with gravity, but that one is touchy.”  Maya turned to glare at the man, “What part of Karma will owe me my entire life don’t you get?  And if one of those things happen, whatever.  I can’t control shit like that.”  She looked down at his hand, weary of what he was going to do exactly.  “Why?  Do I have to pay for it?”