#connectedstrangers

[ 🕷 ] ━━ “I’m here to inform you that what you’re doing is illegal. Which you’re aware of, right? Otherwise, you wouldn’t be doing this underneath a bridge and at three in the morning.” 

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Ivy was having fun at the bar. How could she not when there were finally people that didn’t care about what she could do because they were strange as well. Though tomorrow she would realize that the fact that she was still human meant her alcohol tolerance was far lower compared to those around her. A giggle passed her lips as she stumbled before putting hand against he wall to steady herself. Travis had said he wasn’t serving her anymore but that didn’t seem to stop the man in front of her from getting drinks. What was his name? She was drawing a blank. A frown took over her features as she was pushed more towards the wall but as soon as the mans hands were on her they were gone and Travis stood between them. “Good dog.” Laughter bubbled up as she leaned back against the wall before her hand moved out to hold onto his. “Can-can you tell the room to stop. I don’t like spinning.”

The Half-Orc stretched his muscles out as he looked down at his most recent creation, he stood in a Blacksmiths, not the one he’d spent most of his life in, this was just his most recent one. Gordak tended to travel and offer his services as a Blacksmith when he got low on money, until something more lucrative would come up and then he’d move on. 

Cassellius took a deep breath before taking one step more, this was now officially the furthest he had ever been from home, the hood of his robes were up, covering his Tiefling red skin and horns as much as he could, although his tail probably gave that away more than anything. 

He had loving parents back home who he knew he could go back to but that didn’t make this any less scary, he was adopted, he’d known that most of his life but that was fine, he had questions and he was setting out into the world to get answers. 

He smiled down at her. “Saying hi. I’m assuming your phone was broken since you haven’t answered my calls recently. “I mean come on Red you can’t just leave me hanging like that.” Sam reached up and pushed her hair behind her ear. “What are you even doing in a bar like this?”

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She was tired. The run down feeling usually took a few days to go away after she over exerted  herself and what happened in that cave… that was more then she usually did on her own. If she needed to do magic Ivy was always there to help, just not the one time she truly needed her. “Really, I’ll be fine. Just haven’t gotten to really sleep it off.” Luna didn’t want Gallahan to worry. As she turned back to what she was doing she knocked into her supply shelf. “Crap.” She shook her head and started to move but before she got the chance Gallahan was pulling her backwards as a vase toppled off the top shelf and shattered where she had been standing. Leaning her head back against his chest she closed her eyes. “Maybe I do need to take a break.”

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Ivy tended to avoid The Pit bar. It just wasn’t one of those places she liked to be, not just because she heard stories but because she knew that some of them were true. There were plenty of people like here that spent their time in that bar. It was nice to have a place for supernaturals but the Winter sisters tended to keep their abnormal side quiet and going there would be doing the exact opposite. But sometimes the younger of the two needed to feel like she was normal. The bar was somewhere that she could do that. Walking inside she moved to the bar and took a seat. She could hear a group of guys laughing as one started to move closer but she lifted her hand and he practically bounced off the invisible wall she’d placed in front of him before it dropped. Once she caught the bartenders attention she smiled. “Can I have a vodka cranberry? Thanks.”