--- “... you don’t have to change, I hate that it’s the first thing you think of. I mean... you’re not obligated to anyway, I’m confident that you love me as egotistical as that sounds.” They let out a sigh, rubbing the rim of their mug. 

   “I’m just kinda jealous that you don’t give up... I mean if you were to switch to a woman instead of me, I would just put my hands off even though I hate it so much.”

Bumping to someone wasn’t his intention, but his gaze behind him, a haze in his head had him distracted for the time being, though not for long.

“ Oof ! “

Tempo could feel himself falling back from that collision force, his mind back in reality. But man did that hurt. A rub of his shoulder, than his head, before he heard the voice of assurance, and glances back up at the stranger he ran in to. Immediately standing up, he brushed himself off, before replying with a hint of guilt.

“What can I help you for?”

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Vaati had kept himself quite underground after he had broken the seal. Of course, people worried that he would wreak havoc once again, and he would, but with no real plan or sense of complete power, it might be smarter to stay like this for a while. 

— ✨☾ Click, clack- The sound of jars & small containers clanked atop stoned counter-tops as Alyssia- The local Witch aka Town Psychic- was in search of the herb { White Sage }. Seeing that she was having absolutely no luck, the neon haired beauty huffed as she blew a stray strand of hair from her face. “Great. Just. Great.”  

After placing all the jars & containers back into their respective places- Alyssia took a seat to gather her thoughts for a moment. “I already checked the markets, other small local shops” A pause “Except for one.” Decent length, Ebony nails tapped the table as she contemplated. The shop she was referring too was located just down the block; A cute cafe that was known by the name ‘ Lys Noir ‘ & it was..well,   run by a..not so nice looking dude. In fact, Every time she had walked by the store, he always stared her down. Now, Alyssia knew the owner was a demon as her race was that of a succubi but, she never once spoke to him..Surely, he knew what she was as well. Maybe he had something against Succubi? Most did.

 “Okay. I’ll just go over & be polite. Of course, it’s just a question..no harm in asking!” It wasn’t that the woman was scared just, she really wanted to avoid any conflict. Life had been so peaceful lately..                                                                                                       Smoothing down her pitch black gown, she left her shop; Locking up as well before strolling down the block- quickly arriving to her destination. The witch pursed her lips together-- The time was now. Throwing on a well practiced, natural smile- she greeted the demon. 

“Hello. I’m Alyssia,the local witch that works just down the block.” She pointed. “I was uhm, Hoping that you may have some of the herb White sage lyin’ around that I could maybe buy off ya?” Her smile remained as she held out her hand to shake with his own.