*POWER / magic.

He couldn’t remember truly the last time he spoke to her now, seeing her walking into the magic shop, he knew it ended poorly, with him spewing bullshit at her, closing himself off to a girl who’d been nothing but good to him, one he could have even possibly seen himself loving if things had been different, if he wasn’t who he was, if he hadn’t got and spoiled it all... but his pride was far too large and far too fragile to admit all that, the pride of a flawed and selfish man. He knew better, should've looked the other way, should have stepped to the back so she could go on about her shopping in peace, but he was selfish, and he couldn’t contain himself. “Thea,” His voice came out in a mockingly sweet drawl, head tilting as he looked her over, “Fancy running into you, how are things?” @oftheas​

He couldn’t help but looked enamored as her cheeks flushed slightly and her smile turned coy and girlish, he enjoyed it far too much, “Oh you wound me,” He scoffed at her slight jab, “I don’t like everyone, I like beautiful people, is that so wrong of me? Indulging is the way of the Gods , after all, truly I should have been Dionysus child, sorry mom,” He threw a little hand motion to the sky like Hecate was listening and judging every foolish word that fled his mouth. He gave a cocky shrug when she questioned him next, “No tricks, I mean it’s always a shot in the dark when you walk around a witches brain isn’t it?” He truly didn’t mind it too much, Lux was a sweet girl, though he worried about the dark things she could be exposing herself too, or possibly the secrets she could uncover… his mind was not a safe place for such a damsel he thought, “Maybe I’ll return the favor though hm? I’ve got plenty of spells that could let me take a trip in your pretty little head.”

“Beautiful girl,” Kyle greeted Calla with a bright smile, eyes hooded and vision a bit blurred, another late-night testing out a new potion, this one had him seeing fairies... or maybe they actually were fairies, there was no telling. He let out a soft hum as he tilted his head back looking up at the mother moon with a glint in his eyes, nodding in agreement, “Nothing better than the night in Olympus,” He murmured, sliding his hands along the railings of the pier allowing himself to stretch out as much as possible, “What have you been up to tonight Calla hm? Any hot dates or?” He let his eyes drift to her hands smile softening as he took in the ink that stained them reaching to tug her arm up and inspect her palm, “Look at that, you’re filling in your lines, you know some witches change their fate by altering their lifelines?”

“My gods, thank you!” His hands went up in praise, “I tried to tell her, but you watch i’m the one who’s going to get the three-page long novel via IMS later on today,” A hum rumbled from his throat as he fully took in the stranger he was speaking to, “You’re new, welcome to Olympus, have you been attacked by Dryads yet? Happened my first day.”

“Oh Luxy love I would never do that to you,” he moved to sit in the stool behind the counter, watching as she whipped out the cleaner and went to work, always the little dutiful mouse, “You look ravishing in purple,” A pearly smile spread across his cheeks, shoulders shrugging, “And i don’t mean to sound cruel but ‘Dite girls just... bore me after a while, I need more excitement, more complexity, i like dream weavers,” He laughed now, shamelessly flirting with her wasn’t out of the norm, Kyle flirted with everyone after all, “Speaking of, did I sense you last night or have I just been taking too many draughts before bed?”

“Purple is a color for royalty, very few pull it off, I?” Dramatic and flare were things he excelled in, head tipping back and hand pressing to his chest, “Look absolutely fucking beautiful and purple, and of course Luxy, she looks like a damned angel in plum.” Kyle hummed, making his way over to Klaus, nosely peering over to see exactly what he was sketching out, “Precious Klaus,” He slapped a hand on the others back before turning to pull himself onto the counter, waving his hand, to lazy to reach for the ashtray on the other side of the room watching as it floated over to the pair while he lit up the joint he pulled from his shirt pocket, “Anything new and exciting going on in your life? Did you find the perfect shade of black yet?”

“Oh Luxy,” a soft dramatic sigh fled his lips as he leaned against the counter, tucking his sketching pencil behind his ear and dropping his chin to his hands, feigning innocence, “No.” He chuckles shoulders giving a bored shrug as he glanced out the window to inspect the passersby, “She’s just a girl, and I’ll apologize her in a bit, you know those Aphrodite girls, oh so dramatic.” He was teasing of course, Kyle was a dick but he had some standards, and while he didn’t care all to much for the girls hurt feelings, he did concern himself with the little frown that pulled at this girls lips, “If it makes you feel better, purple really isn’t her color someone had to let her know.”

“You just because you saw it on the rack and think purple is pretty doesn’t necessarily mean you should wear it,” a smile pulled at the corners of his lips before he let out a loud laugh, “kidding, so kidding, no wait babes,” he let out an annoyed sigh when the girl stomped off, eyes rolling and head-turning to the person nearest to him, “you got it was a joke right?”