~ make waves, not war ~

Nyx was okay with anything Waverley wanted to do. She was going to let the other woman decide the pace this date went on. The succubus nodded her head as she listened to the fae talk. She paused at the question being asked. It had been a long time since someone asked her age. She honestly at this point couldn’t even remember how long she had existed. “Well, I really don’t know how old I am. I sort of lost track and it’s been so long I have no clue.” She took another sip of her drink. “The most important part is that I still look good at for my age.” The redhead couldn’t help but let out a small chuckle. “How bout you? From the knowledge I know about your kind, you might not look your age either.”

"You’ve no idea how old you are?” Waverley raised a quizzical eyebrow. She definitely hadn’t expected that answer. Most knew how old they were or at least come make some sort of educated guess. So Nyx’s response now had the fae very, very curious. All she could figure was that the succubus was very, very old. “Well I do have to agree that you look good for your age... Whatever that may be.” She let out a soft chuckle as she once again brought the daiquiri to her lips, taking another few sips before placing it down on the paper coaster in front of her. “Me? I’m, uh, I’m only 133.” She shared, a light blush beginning to find its way to her cheeks. Admitting her age to the demon made her feel so young all of a sudden. 

Nyx had been drinking a bit but was yet to feel any of the effect of the alcohol. She would eventually but it would take a few more drinks. Taking a sip of her beer, the succubus glanced over at Waverley. “So, what would you like to do first? Chat for a bit? Do some dancing? Or we could just sit here in each others company. I am okay with anything as long as it’s with.” She sent a playful wink toward the fae.

So Nyx was allowing her to be in control of their evening... Waverley very much appreciated that. It made some of her anxieties regarding the date begin to dissipate. “Maybe we just chat whilst we finish our drinks?” She suggested, bringing the strawberry daiquiri to her lips and taking a sip. The beverage was cold; and she couldn’t help but visibly shudder as a brief shiver was sent through her spine. “I mean, we don’t actually know that much about each other despite all the time we’ve spent together over the—” God, how long had she and Nyx been playing this game? How long ago had the redheaded succubus first begun stalking her? How long ago had she first engaged the other in their witty banter? “—recently.” She settled on, figuring that a safe option. “Like tell me: how old even are you?” She knew demons had an insanely long lifespan and they aged incredibly slowly as well. Despite Nyx looking like she couldn’t be a day over thirty, the fae knew that most likely was far from the case. After all, Waverley herself was well over one hundred years old. 

“I have to admit I had my worries. However, I trusted that you would show.” Nyx gave the fae a genuine smile. She kept her hands to herself and gave Waverley space. As hard as it was, the succubus planned on behaving herself during their time together. “I am grateful for you allowing me some of your time.” The bartender returned with their drinks. Nyx lifted hers up a little to toast. “Here’s to a fun two hours.”

Nyx’s behavior actually confused Waverley a bit. Normally, the succubus was practically on top of her; but tonight, the redhead was actually giving her space. It was... weird... Normally the fae enjoyed her space; but right now, she had to admit she wouldn’t mind Nyx being just an inch or two closer. Lifting her daiquiri off the counter as the bartender brought it over, Waverley raised it in the air, mimicking the actions of the demon’s toast. “Here’s to fun.”

Nyx couldn’t stop smiling as Waverley sat down. “One strawberry daiquiri coming up.” She turned her attention to the signally the bartender. The demon ordered herself and the fae a drink. She finished off her own drink before the new one came. “I’m really glad you actually came. I mean I could have entertained myself if you didn’t but you are much better company.” She gave the other woman a bright dimple filled smile. Somehow she managed to keep her eyes on Waverley’s face and not exposed skin.

“Did you think I’d not show?” Waverley wondered if such a thought had crossed Nyx’s mind at all or if the demon had full faith that she’d show up for their date? Not date? Whatever the hell this was... “I told you I’m a woman of my word.” Even if the fae had struggled to actually step foot inside the White Swallow once she’d arrived. There had been a good few minutes she thought about just turning around and heading back to Myre Grove; but at the end of the day, a promise was a promise. No matter how anxious she was over the whole evening, she wasn’t about to break her promise to the redhead. 

Oh it was Waverley good… if it had been anyone one else she wouldn’t be to sure what to do. “I don’t feel so good honestly, all the violence” it was to much for the Fae who spent most of her time locked away in her workshop fixing old trinkets. “Yes… away” there was no better option. 

"Then let’s go back to the Grove... Shall we?” Waverley held out a gentle hand for her fellow fae to accept. It was more than a little clear Tien needed to get as far away from the environment and atmosphere of the Slaughter Ring as possible. So what better place than the calming familiarity of home? And if need be, the extra calming presence of The Oasis. 

Nyx took a minute to really take Waverley in. She looked absolutely stunning. It took everything in her power to tear her eyes away from the fae’s v-neck. It felt like her brain was short circuiting for a few seconds. She quickly bounced back as her eyes made their way back to the woman’s face. “Look at you, all dressed up just for me.” The demon couldn’t help but tease a bit. It was just so easy and Waverley often played along. “But in all honesty, you look amazing.” Her words were more genuine this time around. Her eyes once again made their way down the fae’s body then back up to her eyes. “Would you allow me to buy you a drink?”

Waverley caught where Nyx’s eyes had initially trailed; and she couldn’t help the soft chuckle that escaped her lips as the demon’s eyes lingered on her v-neck. She’d succeeded with her choice of attire; and she was now curious to see where Nyx’s eyes fell throughout the next two hours. “You don’t look half bad yourself, Nyx.” She smiled at the redhead as she moved to take a seat on the open bar stool beside her. “Uh, I’m a simple girl. Just order me a strawberry daiquiri.” Sweet but with a decent amount of hidden alcohol... Just what the fae felt she needed right about now.

      she can see the collection of trees that mark the entrance to the oasis ahead and feels a slow relief spreading through her. the oasis is the one place she feels completely centred. no chaotic thoughts, no aching of her heart, just peace. perhaps it can help her friend make sense of her own feelings. “better your head than your heart.” the fae says gently, wry smile tugging onto her lips. “c’mon-” lia nods towards the trees. “let’s go be by the water. maybe that’ll help unravel your thinking.”

With the fact they were now nearing the entrance to The Oasis, Waverley let out a deep sigh in attempt to calm the anxieties thoughts of Nyx had brought about. She knew Lia was right. Better her head than her heart. God... Why did thoughts of the redheaded succubus have to fuck with her so much? “The water always helps.” She nodded in agreement of her friend’s statement. “Seems like we could both use its healing today.” They’d initially started on their way to The Oasis because of Lia; but now, it appeared Waverley needed this trip just as much.  

         the words are out of waverley’s mouth so quickly that lia can only fix her with bewildered stare. she can’t remember when she’d last heard her friend sound so…defensive. if ever. “friends.” the fae repeats, brows furrowing, shaking her head. “but you like her ?? and…evidently, she likes you ??” was there something she was missing ?? perhaps it was naïve of her but it sounded as though the answer was fairly simple. 

"Mmhmm.” Waverley confirmed that she’d said she and Nyx were just friends. And while that label didn’t exactly feel right, it didn’t feel wrong either. She wasn’t sure what she and the succubus were; but she could confirm they weren’t dating yet. “Yeah, I do like her; and I’m more than a little certain the feeling is mutual. It’s just... I don’t know. Thinking about her makes my head hurt.” That was the best way she could think to verbalize her current thoughts. Everything in her mind felt so jumbled whenever she thought about Nyx; and the jumbled feeling got so much worse when she was actually in the presence of the redheaded demon. It was a surprise she’d ever been able to formulate a coherent during any of their meetings. 

“Friday sounds good to me!” Nyx would likely spend the entire day working on Friday to get everything done before the evening. That was a busy day for her club. She didn’t mind, it was worth getting to spend time with Waverley. “How about we meet up around, let’s say eight thirty. That way it get you home before it get too late once our two hours were up.” She didn’t want the fae to have to leave late at night when the streets could be dangerous. The succubus would offer to make sure she got home safe but didn’t want to push it. 

“8:30? Works for me.” Waverley confirmed the time Nyx had suggested. It wasn’t so early that the club would be practically empty and lifeless; and it wasn’t so that the fae might have trouble making her way back to Myre Grove come the end of their night. “Guess I’ll, uh, see you then.” She nodded as she moved to stand from the bench, slinging her bag back over her shoulder and shifting how she was holding the music box in preparation to take her leave. Chatting with Nyx, while nice, had cut into some of her afternoon plans; and now she knew she needed to be on her way if she wanted to get to everything she’d initially wanted to that day. 

Nyx’s face immediately lit up when Waverley finally agreed. Two hours was plenty of time for them to get to know each other more and have some fun. “Great!” She gave the fae a bright dimple filled smile. “When are you free next? I can work my schedule around yours.” She wasn’t always needed at her club. If she was then her work could be done in the morning allowing her evening open for their date. “Hopefully we can meet up sooner rather than later!”

Waverley couldn’t help but roll her eyes at Nyx’s reaction. The dimple filled grin was adorable; and in a way, it made the demon look so innocent. It was... weird. “Friday?” She didn’t hesitate in her response of when she was free next. She didn’t take any time to feign like she had to muse over her calendar. She knew when she was free; and she knew when she’d be willing to meet Nyx at the White Swallow. “I’m free Friday night and have no plans Saturday; so I think that might work best for me... Just let me know what time; and, uh, I guess I’ll be meeting you there.” This still felt rather surreal to the fae. She’d just agreed to go on a date with a succubus, with her succubi stalker. No... not a date. Just two friends (?) going drinking and dancing.