#heccuba

@hccuba

“Well, i have many different lines. But currently i e been thinking of doing a magic inspired line. Witches, wizards, holy folk. The like. You would be perfect for it.” His tail sways about behind him like a lazy cat. Though violet eyes watch her like a hawk. He was british, his accebt was proper kings english and higher class soundinng. But there was a very odd costal twinge he seemed to be trying to hide.

“As for this cryptid nature of yours, we can leave your face out, or have a mask. Ill hire a photogropher that works well with cryptid like creatures. We can make it work! Oh! But deary me i havent yet introduced myself. How very rude of me!” He made a grand gesture of bowing. His waist bent, one arm swept out , one leg forward while the other bent. Then he spoke.

The sweating caught him off guard, just like the way his hand had reached out to hers on instinct. Caught up in the weight of Hucuba’s hand in his, he hadn’t noticed the panicked look on her face. Or was it confusion? Bright eyes flicker over and his features slacken, while hand slipped from hers to wipe at his thigh. 

"Cupboard, top shelf."

... this? Oh, this is normal.

Mun: in some aspects yeah. Im shy, i like goth atuff im just too poor and lazy to do the aesthetic. I love cats. I think spooky atuff is cool.

Muse: “no, but i wouldnt mind getting to know her apothecary and all her friends. They seem like a fascinating bunch.

Apothecary and friends:

Haru: @apothetravels

Calabast: @xarnaskin

Ellie: @mecha-monster

Istuindir: @crystelf

Rabbot: @bunndroid

“...what?”

Roxie stowed her flask away in her jacket, hands going into her pockets as she approached Hecuba. Did she really look that suspicious?

Acerola noticed the strange woman’s facial expression, one in which she was all-too familiar with. She knew she was young, maybe even too young, to be dabbling in cults and the like. However, maybe unknown to this medium, this type of thing was right up her alley. As someone who has frequently dealt with the cryptic and unknown, she felt her experience should immediately prove herself worthy of this new moth-based religion.

For once, the child held a more serious expression on her face as she emptied her pockets. She kept the money in her intensely balled fists, not letting go until she was certain the other would take her seriously. She raised a brow at Hecuba’s question before finally answering.

“If you’re doubting me ‘cause I’m young, I’ll have you know I wasn’t chosen to mess around with paranormal shit ‘cause I’m adorable. I'm just as serious about this moth god as you are, lady. And I intend to prove it by being the best member of this group, coven, or whatever”

She eerily crept closer to the medium in an attempt to either freak her out or impress her before unclenching her fist and presenting her with the money.

Rich laughs to himself. "The only difference is that I don't jingle when I move. Unless I'm carrying keys, or change in my pocket!" He smiled warmly at Hecuba. "And I love you, too. Don't ever forget that."

(( sounds like it’s time to get this show on the road, then. i’ll have to throw her at him OuO