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She’d made it a point to keep away from the Underside, though rumour of disappearance and horror stories in Cotes Fantasci’s shadows of late tempted her to its border to investigate. Steering well clear the town itself, Mashu had found herself on the edge of Airaisal, sighting the area from a distance. It wouldn’t solve anything, but she wasn’t prepared to take any unwarranted risks. Not right now. Sunset had long passed and she should have been preparing to return home, lest she cause any further worry, but there was movement which rooted her. A man, no company sighted. The trenchcoat that blended into the darkness reminded her of King Hassan’s robes. Which direction he was travelling was difficult to discern, with that effortless melding of gloom into gloom.

With a snap of her fingers, magic blades shoot upward from the ground, creating a barrier of blades between her and her new prey. “You won’t disappoint, now, will you?”

“  my, how barbaric ...  ”   she comments, bringing a gloved hand up to her mouth.  yet the sight of unidentifiable remains splayed out in a dark alley, and the thing parading in a man’s skin before it does not faze her.  ishelia merely cants her head, innocently, as if this was all casual  ━  because it is to a demoness.   “  a shame you made a meal out of most of it.  ”

she was never curious about the taste of it, but ah, the wonders she could reach with a drop of blood.  a sharp tongue covertly runs over her rosy lips.

gone is the guise of a girl, and in its wake is a demon princess and witch.  ishelia points towards the twisted carcass, a glint in her red eyes.   “  if they are of no use, you will spare me the bones, won’t you?  ”

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@feralanimus​ asked: “I smell something.”

“We’re working on new combinations of tea for our upcoming Valentines Day special.” What else was there to do during the dead season, when everyone found themselves broke from the holidays?

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@feralanimus​​ said:

*↪              "Don’t be ridiculous.”

“I don’t believe that I am at all. I saw that monster strike you-- unless you have somehow retained all of your power in this place, your injuries must be painful. If you would just let me see them, then..”

At first, the gesture was given out of concern-- although when Watanuki reached for the man, his frame all but stilled as he came within inches of touching his arm. Something inside of him-- instinct, the power that lay dormant under his restrictions-- was telling him to hesitate. With only a glance, it was obvious to the shopkeeper that the one before him was not human; but what he was, exactly.. he was not sure if he knew the answer.

Was that why he retreated further into the woods? Receeding back into the darkness, where Watanuki could not offer his hand?

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