#keyia

Jinki was excited he was rolling out a new happy hour special at his bar, he was tired of seeing the same customers seeing the same people who come in the second we open the door to the last call every day. He would never actually complain because money is money but still. He had an idea of doing a happy hour, bring a friend and get drinks 75% off. It was unsurprisingly popular with the locals and even the travelers. His bed and breakfast was booked out for the night which meant people and creatures alike were getting blasted tonight. 

Jinki was just happy to have new people coming in. Walking through the double doors he was hit with the smell of alcohol and the loud voices of the crowded bar. It put a smile on his face. As he walked up to the bar he greeted his regular customers as well as thanked others for coming. 

He immediately got behind the bar and started to help with drinks, he moved around for a while until he got to the end of the bar where two people were sitting by themselves, he noticed the one of the violet eyes first.  

He glanced just above their heads before approaching, his steps faltered when he noticed the blurred info from one of them. His Shigofumi powers would usually show him a persons information right above their heads, normally used to deliver letters and make sure it’s getting delivered to the right person. 

But not being able to see anything from the person with violet eyes peaked his interest. 

 The only time that usually happened would be with older supernatural creatures. He must be dealing with someone much older. It wasn’t the first time he’s noticed it but it still caught him off guard. Smiling he walked over, making sure to be polite as he could.  “Hello you two! Having a good night I hope? I’m Jinki the owner of this place, can I get you guys started with anything?”

Sit - help them sit down.

She was shaking like a leaf in the wind, mouth in a grim line as she stared straight ahead. She was It was one thing to get caught in a tussle by a student, or even another teacher, but to be caught in a full on, fist or rather in this case spell flying fight by the vice-principal? Oh this wasn’t how she wanted to spend her afternoon at all. She was fairly buzzing with the pent up magic and energy of the spell she had been mid fire and the unspent energy had her more than a little on edge. She looked a mess, but no worse than her opponent had by the time they had been separated. 

The office door closed behind them, Vanimelda stayed right by it knowing better than to move unless he was called and she shot him a betrayed glance, so much for having him on her side but she honestly didn’t blame him. The whole time they had marched from the common area to his office Key had been silent and while she normally didn’t mind silence, from him it was terrifying. Now her eyes frantically darted around his office unsure of how much trouble she was in. 

She was being eased into a chair with Key’s aid and as she sank down she was surprised by how exhausted she felt. Still Key continued to say nothing and she fidgeted for a moment before pulling a notebook from her pocket and a pen from her curls. 

‘Am I...

just how...

It looked worse than...

The bitc-

I’m sorry for disturbing your class but I’m not sorry for-

It wasn’t my fault, she started it

Please say something Uncle...Professor Key Your silence is scarier than any spell I didn’t get to cast.’

Several messages were written and scratched out before she finally held the message out to him gnawing at her lip nervously. 

@key-ia

Emerald eyes met the other’s– lips curling into a barely visible smile as she analyzed his features, recognizing his elven nature, then soon she snapped out of it since she was staring too much. Gently pushing her desk chair back, she stood up and walked around the wooden furniture to greet the other with a more friendly smile and a handshake. “Mr. Key, nice meeting you– I’m Ms. Dracov, though you may call me Iskra, there’s no need for formalities between colleagues, right?” She said in Korean, with the slight foreign accent that so well distinguished her. 

“My dear child,

We have not been able to see each other much. This Christmas I will be off campus but I wanted to gift you this for protection. It keeps you safe from short bursts of flames.

I hope to see you soon.

Mister Key.”

Opening the door to her room, Nevaeh’s sight immediately landed on the foreign object sitting on her nightstand. It was a small box with a short note attached to it. Opening the folded note Nevaeh read the letter with a big smile on her face, right thumb slightly rubbing the edge of the paper. “I’m so happy you remembered me, Mister Key. But I wonder, where you are heading?” The curious pixie softly voiced before folding the paper twice, retrieving the journal hidden under her pillows to save the professor’s note in between pages. Nevaeh took all her time to study the box before checking the unknown item inside. She was surprised to see that it was ring adorned with a stone and it was really lovely! Her smile extended from ear to ear as she watched her pale fingers finally got decorated with a jewelry. It’s been a long time since she had one. “Thank you so much for this!” The pixie said. “I hope to see you real soon, Mister Key! I missed you a whole lot.”