Just Senua

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Senua naturally had an affinity for most things on the scale of creative. You name it, she's probably at least dabbled. Tattoos kind of just fall hand in hand with being Djinn. She could have taken a more lucrative role perhaps, with what she can do. But there's just nothing like having such an intimate impact. Tattoos can have such a strong connection to the person choosing it. There's a spiritual level... For those who weren't just playing on a whim, anyway. Not that she didn't enjoy putting so edging together from her sheets, either. She was working on setting up one of the books filled with examples of her work, when Heather came in. She kept quiet for a moment as the other woman looked around some before she's clearing her throat gently. Her voice soft but clear, "What can I do for you today~...?"

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Senua is often times rather distracted, and now really wasn't much different. Her nose was firmly in a rather lengthy looking book, and there's a notebook open in front of her covered in symbols, scrawled words. She doesn't even realize the other woman was sliding into the seat next to her-- until she was right there. Her dark honey gaze widens for a split second over that tome, before she's humming and shaking her head in the same. "Saving? Oh-- No. No I wasn't saving it. " She pauses a moment, her gaze fluttering over a few of the other tables around them, before her attention is back on Adela. "Did you need help with something...?"

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It was honestly dumbfounding. No, it was honestly straight up dumb that the young djinn had decided to move back here. So close to the very place she had managed to rid herself of some time ago. Was she a glutton for punishment? Wandering towards the chateau with her camera hanging from around her neck; a constant companion. She had finished unpacking about a week and a half ago and she had been easily avoiding the place until now. She didn't even know what she was intending to do, actually. Duck in, see if the place still creeped her out? Hope that she's been gone long enough that there isn't anyone left to recognize her? Senua never claimed to be the brightest.

“No. I’d prefer you’d not photo me in any sense. Why are you taking them anyways? This place is miserable and I’m sure no one else would want their photo taken either.” The blonde stated looking around at some of the empty cells. She was glad to be out of hers. The cold metal cells brought memories that made her angry. But she controlled herself.

The young Djinn pauses a moment to peer over the other women's shoulder, before she's pushing some of her braids up and over her shoulder. Just to give herself a little sympathetic wince, because it sounded stupid before it even left her mouth. She always contemplated whether she should actually let alone know that didn't already. She shrugs broadly, before actually commenting. "It's different from when I saw it last. My cage actually had bars. I don't know why exactly. I just had to get a look at it myself. Just taking a stroll through yourself~..?"

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Senuas' gaze narrows with clear displeasure before she gets the chance to catch herself, but she manages to at least bite her tongue. Chooses to cross her arms over her chest, instead. "I think maybe I need you to clarify.. For earlier conduct? Sure, I could have been mistaken.."

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