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“Oh my, did I scare you that much boy~ ♥” Serenity said with a sinister giggle as she had witness the quick reaction time of the one she had set her eyes on and those same red eyes gave no reaction to it regardless as if it was not bothered. “Asking questions when you do not know what is approaching in the darkness, is that bravery or cowardice or perhaps idiocy~. Well, I suppose I shall show myself if it will help you ease up~”

Slowly the red eyes came closer to him and he will soon find himself being approached by the owner of those red eyes. A women standing at 175cm, straight long purple hair that reaches past her lower back, elven-like ears and her face was covered in gray that took in place of her skin color which only serve to help highlight those red eyes of hers while she grins at the lad. For her attire she was wearing a business women’s outfit from the black suit and white collared shirt showing a generous amount of cleavage, her arms wrapped right below of her bust showing how large they were, a small pencil skirt with leggings that stopped at her upper thighs and garter belt, and finally black heels for footwear.

“Do you like what you see, boy~ ♥ Oh, you must want me to answer your questions. The short answer for both, you~. The long answer, I felt your presence that interests me, the shadows of doubt that invades your mind and the desires you yourself may hold~. I simply wish to indulge you especially considering you are a multiverse traveler~”

Zaire glanced the being up and down. Any other young man his age would have grown flustered at seeing such a beautiful woman, but not he. The assassin was harder to fluster at the moment. Maybe if he was more in touch with his emotions then he might be. But not now. Instead he could tell there was more going on here. There had to be!

“Well I guess you are wrong. I have no desires, such things just get in the way. There is no point in trying anything.” The denial was strong with this one. Serenity might have quite the tough nut to crack. 

“There are different ways for a witch to gain their magic. The majority are like me, born into their powers through witch families. Magic is in more than just in our blood; it’s what defines us and our way of life,” Sapphire replied as she plucked the petals from the roses she had just harvested from her garden. She was separating them into two piles, one to stay fresh and one to put out to dry.

“Some gain their magic from bonding with magical artifacts, whether on purpose or by accident. Uncommonly, some witches are born from mortal families that live close to or have encountered a magical leyline while the mother is pregnant.”

“The most rare are the ones so desperate for power that they would actually make a deal with a demon. Though, it could hardly be called that. Mortal bodies were not meant to harness such dark magic in this way. It slowly corrupts their mind and body until they are no longer recognizable as the mortal they once were. Once the corruption is complete, they become subservient to the demon they made a deal with. It’s a common reproductive technique among demons.”

“I see...so it’s a little different here.” The Vampire nods, she would know of most of these methods of witches obtaining magic. Though the Leyline thing was a bit different. Regardless, all were pretty interesting ways and regardless of how they obtained their magic. A Witch with a dark heart was always a menace. Demon or no demon.

Masako was nearing the end of her own cup of tea, taking another almost dainty sip from it. She could smile, though, appreciating the help Scribe wished to give her, no matter how remote the possibility of success was.

“I have somewhat of an extradimensional mail,” Masako replied, sensing their conversation was coming to an end. With a flick of her finger, pen and paper appeared in front of her, and she began writing in elegant but legible script. “I shall give you the address. Write a letter to it, place it in any mail system… and it will reach me. Do not ask how, it’s not worth the days it takes to explain.”

With that, Masako finished writing, and slid the paper over. “I’ll pay for your tea as well. It’s the least I can do for such good conversation.”

Scribe takes the paper and winks at the Kitsune. “Do not worry, there are some things that not even I question! Part of the whole Traveler thing haha~” After the somewhat heavy talk. It was a good feeling to just let loose and not care, though in this case he was caring a little bit. 

“Thank you for handling everything, it was nice talking to you Masako!” The young man got up from his chair and turned around, but not before glancing back at the woman with a nod.

“We’ll meet again, cya!” With that he headed out of the building.

“Oh my god! This is adorable!” The older woman looked into the box and pulled out the small mirror, holding it in her hands and making sure it was authentic, which it seemed to be!