#goldenguarded

well  THAT  was audacious, which earns a snap of her gum. okay, golden guard. two can play dirty. hands dig into varsity pockets, smirk wry and thinning as she steps closer to the only other hexside student who stands just as tall as her. bubblegum snaps far too close to his lips, something that makes her grin wider.           “   sure do ,  cutie .   sucks that you apparently can’t  LIPREAD ,  or maybe you just crave my voice that bad ?   ”

fingers come to her mouth, pluck chewing piece from cheek’s pocket to smear its salivated waxy stick to hunter’s cheek. aw, he’s wearing her things. that’s sooooooo fetch.          “   anyways ,  when you’re done keeping my gum warm ,  lemme know as soon as those flapping lips are done yammering .   i could use someone to try a few potions .   ”

it’s a mirror ,  one way ,  one sided .      even as the light flickers ,  it’s still you .

until it isn’t .

                      “     h  u  n  t  e  r  .    .    .     ” old voice crackles dimly ,  rattles like death itself .   reflection shifts ,  blurs ,  shapes and morphs into an inhospitable image .   uncle .

“     you really thought you could rid of me  THAT  easily ?   stupid boy .   .   .    we are what you’ve  ALWAYS  craved ;   f  a  m  i  l  y .     ”

mirror washes away ,  melts like wet mache until nothing but the empty halls of mind remain  -  a vast abyss now left to close familial gap  -  even as skinwalker shulks its way towards fear - struck nephew .                     “     together .   F  O  R  E  V  E  R .     ”

“ you’re getting really good at this. “

she holds the article of cloth in her hands , rubbing the stitches with her thumbs as she looked at the design . hunter’s skills with that machine were impressive , after just a few months in the realm . she could barely get anything done with it herself ...

“ how long did it take you ? “

Luz stares around the room, taking extra care to make sure nothing got jostled out of place. This place looked well lived in. There were a few signs that it had been abandoned for a few weeks- the little streak of dust on the wall from where her finger traced over it was indicative of that.

Azura sits on her shoulder, a silent watcher that knows to speak when the time is right. Luz smiles when Azura brushes her head into Luz’s cheek, giving her Palisman a soft rub on her ears.

“He’s gone,” Luz mumbles. The adults were still dealing with how to handle the aftermath of...

Well, everything. But the kids had to go home and sleep. Luz’s eyes glance down to the healing kit on the table, and her eyebrows pinch together in worry. She reaches out to touch it, shaking off the dust as she did so.

Worry. He has been patching himself up? Azura mumbles.

@goldenguarded​ :  "Move away from the door and let me at him." something something belos idk 👀

:: It came naturally, she supposed. The need to be skeptical considering his past threat to hunt down Luz. Still, she knew better than anyone the importance of second chances. Hearing he wasn’t in the Emperor’s Coven anymore granted some relief at least.