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Over the table top was sprawled a few notebooks with small and neat handwriting, some of the documents were clearly handwritten and others were printed with some notes written in the margins and a tablet with folded cover and attached keyboard beside it all, in which Oh Chung Ae typed on with the slim of his pale fingers.
Some large rounded glasses slid low down the bridge of his nose, not prescription, they were only for show and he pushed them up gently at the bridge as his attention was diverted to the woman who now approached, "Can I get the corn empanadas and the..." he shifted the tablet slightly to the side so he could glance over at the menu which he had laid open on the table as well, now scanning the list and pointing at, "the beef tartare, please?"
"And what are.. boca...boca..." his tongue having difficulty pronouncing the foreign word, his natural language was Korean and English was already difficult so add in the element of another language had his tongue suddenly doing awkward flips in his mouth, so he pointed to this word as well since he was unable to pronounce it. Bocaditos.
Catalina approached the table, her attention drawn to the neatly arranged notebooks and tablet. She offered a warm smile, her demeanor calm and welcoming. "Of course, I can help with that," she said, jotting down his order. "Corn empanadas and beef tartare, got it."
She noticed his struggle with the word and glanced at where he was pointing. "Ah, bocaditos," she pronounced smoothly, her Spanish accent clear and crisp. "They are small, flavorful appetizers, kind of like Spanish tapas. We have a variety of them, including croquettes, mini sandwiches, and stuffed peppers."
he couldn't help but chuckle at the progress report. zyne nodding his head alongside the characteristics that bast was known for. aware of the feline's savvy when it came to detecting and handling threats. the jaguar's instincts were a lot sharper than theirs; on par with any roaming wolves. if bast felt the need to remain still then all was well. ❛ he was most likely trying to keep salem from hurting themselves. as any older sibling or parental figure would.❜ zyne added finally, laughing as another of his pets offered their commentary through sound.
❛very.❜ sighed zyne while running his fingers through patterned curls. tresses a bit unkempt and in need of an afro pick but that could all be handled later. right now, his main concern was napping in place. ❛if I'm not patching someone up. I'm saving them from a mess of their own making. no worries though, I'll collect those favors at a much later date.❜ the apothecary wickedly teased with his signature chesire grin.
❛why yes. this game of courtship has been going on for some time. thought I'd up the ante.❜ the new orleans native explained, arm wrapped around her waist in an attempt to keep aiysha close and comforted. he most certainly was. ❛naturally. what's your preferred cut? princess? oval? say the word it's yours.❜ continued zyne with a lazy nonchalance.
Aiysha chuckled softly, feeling Zyne’s arm around her waist & leaning into the embrace. “Bast is quite the guardian, isn’t he? Always looking out for Salem and the rest of the family,” she remarked, appreciating Zyne’s humor and the warm, familial dynamics he shared with his pets. “It’s endearing to see that protective instinct in action. Bast always knows what’s best,” she added with a fond glance at the feline. “Salem does need looking after—they have a knack for getting into trouble."
She watched as Zyne ran his fingers through his curls, noting his relaxed demeanor despite the evident chaos he often dealt with. “You do seem to have a knack for rescuing people from their own misadventures,” she said, her eyes sparkling with amusement. “And I’m sure those collected favors will come in handy one day.”
As Zyne mentioned their ongoing game of courtship, Aiysha’s smile widened, her heart warmed by his playful yet sincere approach. “You always know how to keep things interesting, don’t you?” she remarked, her tone a mix of admiration and affection. “Preferred cut?” she echoed, tilting her head thoughtfully. “Marquise, princess, trillion, radiant, cushion, & criss,” she listed, a mischievous glint in her eyes. “If you get all of those on a ring, I might actually say yes.”
Bijan chuckled at the questions. Perhaps he looked worse for wear, enough for other people to notice. He’d never minded, he simply found it interesting that people realised, and had the skills to study another person so quickly and come to such conclusions - and most importantly come to the right ones. “A few for protection, mostly a few to try out some new recipes,” he stated. He wasn’t too forward on his research, but he didn’t think he needed to be. According to the Coven Leader of Saga’s Coven, the spirits had clearly gathered around him, a mark of his connection to the Supernatural despite not being on himself.
He touched the list as he followed the store’s owner. “I think most of these are herbs and stones,” he commented, as he ran his fingers over unfamiliar names. “Rose Quartz most definitely is, though I’m unaware you could buy them in three tea spoons.” He looked around the shelves, finding many matching names. “Do you have a lot of customers on days like these?” he asked.
Aiysha led him further into Thistle & Sage, the shelves lined with an assortment of herbs, crystals, and other mystical items. “Protection is always a good reason,” she nodded. “And experimenting with new recipes is a great way to deepen your connection with the materials. Each herb and stone has its own unique vibration. What recipes?”
She glanced at the list Bijan was holding. “Yes, we have a variety of herbs and stones here. Rose Quartz, for example, is great for promoting love and healing energy. And yes, you can buy it in different forms, even powdered if you need it that way for a specific use.” As they moved through the store, Aiysha’s eyes sparkled with enthusiasm. “We do get a fair number of customers, especially on days like these when the energy feels particularly strong. People come seeking guidance, protection, or just a bit of magic to brighten their day. Each one brings their own unique energy to the shop, which makes every day different and exciting.”
She paused, picking up a small jar of lavender. “Here, this might be useful for you. Lavender is excellent for protection and calming the mind. And it’s always good to have a bit of peace in your practice.” Aiysha handed the jar to Bijan, her smile reassuring. “If you have any questions or need help with any of these items, feel free to ask. I’m always here to help. What else are we looking for today?”

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Fabio noticed, but did not comment, on the fact that the other seemed less than happy about all of this. Perhaps new to the thing, or maybe it hadn’t lived up to expectations. They smiled, then pointed back to the party. “Best way to get into the spirits of things,” they said. “Just throw yourself in and see if you can make some friends along the way.” They smiled kindly. “Hey, if you need a buddy, I’m here by myself as well. I usually meet up with some people randomly, but it’s nice to have a person there who also wants to get in the thick of things,” they said.
“And yes, most definitely. When I was young my parents,” - because Fabio would never call them foster parents - “always said I was too much an introvert for these things, but honestly, nothing like being surrounded by like minded people and being hyped about glow in the dark together.”
Catalina gave a small, appreciative smile in return. She appreciated Fabio’s effort to make her feel more at ease, even though the festivities weren’t exactly her thing. She had come to this party mostly out of a sense of obligation and a faint hope that she might find some solace or distraction from her ever-present worries.“Thank you, Fabio. I’ll keep that in mind,” she said, her voice soft yet sincere. “I’m Catalina, by the way.”
She glanced back at the party, the vibrant energy and laughter a stark contrast to her usual quiet evenings. “I’m… still getting used to all of this,” she admitted, her eyes reflecting a mix of curiosity and caution. “But maybe you’re right. Maybe diving in and finding a few kindred spirits is exactly what I need. ”Catalina chuckled lightly at Fabio’s mention of being an introvert. “I understand that completely. Sometimes it’s easier to observe from the sidelines, but there’s a certain magic in these gatherings, isn’t there? Even if it’s just for a night.”
She took a deep breath, feeling a bit of her tension ease. “Alright, let’s give it a try. If you’re up for it, I’d appreciate having someone to navigate this with. It’s always nice to know there’s at least one friendly face in the crowd.” Catalina nodded toward the party. “Shall we?”
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exhaustion was the only sensation registered. zyne in desperate need of caffeine and sleep; choosing to go without due to the frequent concern felt over aiysha's wellbeing. thankfully, she appeared to be in one piece. standing in front of him as if it were another day, hand holding a steaming cup of tea as bast laid beside her—content and without a care, behaving like the divine creature he was. ❛good morning, darling. happy to receive such good news. from the looks of things, you wouldn't believe he was on guard dutty.❜ he teased, scratching behind the jaguar's ear as a sign of praise. loud yet gentle rumbles being zyne's reward and welcome upon the triumphant return.
❛I can see why. this place exudes an aura of quaint and cozy.❜ yawned zyne as he lowered himself to sit beside his familiar; the full weight of his frame pressed against bast, using the wild cat as a body pillow. much to the feline's annoyance as he released another rumble of noisy purring. ❛oh hush. unlike you, I haven't got much sleep.❜ he whined while beckoning aiysha to join him near the fire. zyne wistful as random notes of music played in his mindscape. smooth and calming as only jazz could be. ❛now imagine how much nicer this would be if you actually lived with us.❜ he teased, eyes closed in peaceful respite. full moons always did a number on him.
Aiysha chuckled softly and shook her head. "He barely budged from his spot all night, except when we all finally slept. Heard him prowling through the house earlier this morning. I think he was checking for danger... or maybe looking to play with Salem." She giggled, remembering how the big black cat had playfully stopped the smaller one's incessant swatting by placing a paw on its head.
Observing Zyne as he lowered himself to Bast's eye level, Aiysha noted his sluggish movements for the morning, a clear sign of a busy full moon night for him. His complaint to Bast only confirmed her suspicion. "Busy night, Mr. Cobriana?"
Like an obedient child, Aiysha joined them by the fireplace. Mirroring Zyne, she rested her head gently against the jaguar's body and gave him a few back scratches in exchange for being used as a piece of furniture. "Live with you?" Another laugh escaped her. "Oh, you're quite the joker, Zyne." She turns her head to look at him. "What comes with that? Marriage & a family?"
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The soft glow of evening draped gently over Sune's Harbour, casting long shadows and painting the cobblestone streets with hues of amber and gold. Aiysha stood on the porch of her home, a serene Victorian nestled amidst the historical charm of the neighborhood. The day had passed quietly, the echoes of the recent full moon still lingering in the air—the time when Bast, the sleek black panther, had been entrusted to her care. Not just her care, but for her protection, as Zyne had insisted. Aiysha had watched over Bast with a mix of reverence and affection during the moonlit hours, ensuring he felt at ease amidst the mystical energies that surged through Fenrirswood during such nights.
The soft light of early morning filtered through the curtains of Aiysha and Catalina's Victorian home in Sune's Harbour, casting a tranquil glow over the polished wooden floors and antique furnishings. Aiysha stood on the front porch, sipping on some fresh herbal tea as the remnants of the full moon's energy waned outside. She had just finished tidying up after watching over Bast, while Catalina had gone off to shift safely.
The sound of approaching footsteps pulled Aiysha from her reverie. She looked to see Zyne's figure emerging from the dimly lit street, his presence exuding a calm assurance that belied the recent events of the night. Aiysha smiled warmly as he approached, his gaze meeting hers with a silent understanding of the bond they shared—a mutual respect for the mystical and the magical that defined their lives in Fenrirswood.
"Good morning Zyne," Aiysha greeted him softly, stepping forward to embrace him in a brief but warm hug, careful to not spill her tea on either of them. "Bast did wonderfully last night. He was right at home here."
She led Zyne inside, where the comforting scent of incense mingled with the faint remnants of herbal tea. The living room welcomed them with its eclectic decor—antique tapestries adorning the walls, shelves filled with ancient tomes and artifacts, and a fireplace crackling softly with residual warmth. They passed through the kitchen, where Catalina was encouraging her twins to relax & eat as they were trying to excitedly reminisce to their mother what it was like sleeping with a panther near by. The witch introduced the three briefly to him before continuing their path towards his familiar.
"Bast is just in here," Aiysha said, guiding Zyne towards the corner where the panther lay sprawled across a thick rug, his sleek form a silhouette against the dying embers of the fire. "He's been quite content, but I think he's ready to be back with you."
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Aiysha and Catalina's Home in Sune's Harbour, Fenrirswood:
Growing up Bijan had never put much thought in the art of the mystical. Despite his house having been filled with strange knick knacks that had no real spiritual value but were still in the house regardless. That and his Islamic upbringing, which had an eye for the mystique but that too had been seen by the professor as more of a way to tell stories than anything else.
However, as one who was now associated with the Fenrir Pack, and who had three young wards who had all survived the Lycanthrope virus, Bijan no longer shied away from what he didn't understand.
He could not hear the spirits, could not request answers from them, but he nonetheless ensured there were a few shrines around his own place, if only so that if someone came to his door, they might lend a hand to him.
He was the first to enter the store that morning, not surprising, during the Full Moon Bijan slept very little. He had a small list of possible ingredients that could help with repelling the Lycanthrope virus, it was a long shot, but he needed to attempt any hypothesis.
"Good morning, I was wondering if you could help me with a list."
Aiysha looked up from her phone as Bijan entered the shop, her expression warm and welcoming. She noted the weariness etched into his features, a telltale sign of a restless night under the full moon's watch.
"Good morning," she greeted softly, setting aside a few polished stones with a gentle clink as she walked over to him. "Of course, I'd be happy to help. What's on this list of yours?" As she approached, Aiysha gestured for him to follow her toward a cozy corner of the shop where shelves lined with jars of herbs and powders awaited. "Are you searching for ingredients related to protection, perhaps?" she asked, her voice low and soothing. "Or something specific to aid with sleep?"
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