#hextechdreaming

There were many names for what it was Jinx was doing. Skulking, snooping, clandestine people-watching...she'd become accustomed to it in the years under Silco. It was a fun hobby, great way to spook people, and- most importantly- great for hearing things people wouldn't say if you were around. Course, there wasn't a lot worth listening to around here, at least not comparatively to her old stomping grounds.

So spooking people it would be, and few places in the city had as high a concentration of dark corners and conveniently-placed fire escapes to lay dramatically upon as Crimson Lane. Sure enough, she found such a place to hang around until someone who caught her interest wandered by.

The issue is that it's all on the top shelf, and Uzi can maybe reach up to five feet, if she stands on her toes. Classic human selfishness, but at this point she's used to it. Thankfully, there's someone nearby, and while he's not super tall, it should be enough.

"Hey, human," she says, tugging on his- is that a cape? Sick. "Mind grabbing something for me? Up on the top shelf, you- Oh. Uh. Y'know what, nevermind."

This guy looks like if he reaches up, he'll just fall over. He looks like someone stuck in him the fridge and forgot about him for a few months. He looks, like, nasty.

"I mean, uh. I forgot I can just do this now." A ring of violet light appears as Uzi holds out three fingers, and then a matching glyph appears around the ninja star, which then floats down into her hand. "See, no help needed. Yeah, I'm pretty much totally self-sufficient, don't like to brag too much, though."

But she recognizes that kind of shell-shocked look in the weird man's eyes, and she frowns up at him. "Uh, you good, dude? You need, like, some iron supplements or something?"

As the noise drew closer to the entrance of the woods, other details became apparent: a tall figure dressed in a three-piece suit and coat, making his way out leisurely. The clicking came not from a lighter, but the simple snaps his fingers made each time to light and relight the flame by his face.

Once his shoe steps back onto Cotes territory, Aurelius holds the spark of holy flames steady and stares at the man he's stopped in front of.

"It's a cold night for a walk."

"Were you waiting for company?"

✲ "Do you... need one of these? If you don't know how to practice magic they probably won't do you very much good." Once a week Marcille made a point to visit one of the city's libraries to read in peace. She was a practiced mage and couldn't use magic she hadn't been returned, so any spells jotted down wouldn't do her any good. But she was also studious and liked to expand her understanding.

The concept of how other world wielded magic was fascinating to her if anything.

Both will be put on semi-hiatus for you! Feel better!

Welcome to wintery Isola Radiale, Viktor!

You’ll be staying in APARTMENT 313!

You will be given your staff.

Enjoy your stay!