#eris bansin

The deity offered a small shrug, slowly moving away from the incredibly tempting goddess whose tone he did not comprehend. "It's really more of ordered chaos, Eris. But--" He dangles a handful of glossy coupons across her face, his own remaining stoic as he spoke. "I offer 50% discounts for roundtrips and portals to my dimension. Interested?"

Turning to see the woman, he bowed his head politely and nodded. "Yes, m'am. I was born with this hair," he replied, grinning widely. "My name is a Mark. A pleasure meeting you."

"So he’s your son hm? Interesting, maybe I’ll watch over them closely." She says with a smirk. 

She laughed, a sarcastic one to be exact. “Don’t worry, I have no time for vengeance, for now.”

Upon hearing the familiar voice, she rolled her eyes as if the answer to her question wasn’t too obvious. “A daughter of mine is here— I heard you’re the head mistress of Bansin.” 

"Aw..." She pouts her lips and gives the cat a pet on the crown of it's tiny hear, right in between the perked up ears. "Alrighty, then," she says with disappointment as she feels the energy build up on her fingers. The wand she was previously holding lies on the ground before Hyosung whispers a few words, successfully turning the cat into a jet-black raven. "Here 'ya go, pretty goddess! I hope you enjoy this raven of yours. If you want it to be changed back into a cat, you can pay me a visit again or wait for the spell to wear off," she explains and stands up, patting the fur off her legs and part of her skirt. 

Her lips form a small "o", nodding in approval soon after. "Alright, I'll do it!" She gets down on her knees and gestures for the cat to come at her. "Come here, little one." The witch pats her thighs repeatedly as a way of attracting the feline's attention. "So, who got you pregnant?" She blurts aloud while still trying to get the animal to come at her. 

The tiny witch cranes her neck just so that she can gaze into the goddess' eyes, "Do I get anything in return, pretty goddess?" Her hands play with the wooden wand in her hands as curious, doe-like eyes never wander from the woman in front of her. It's as if this new form of her gave her some bravery...or obliviousness.