#nccromancer

                ❛     Was I supposed to see that? Because I really don’t mind pretending I didn’t and never speaking again. But you know ----- it’s your call. Still, did I really just see that at all?       ❜

                         he did so loathe having the BORING jobs, checking out joke magic shops && incense peddlers, all to make sure that no REAL threat was being brought. he’d much rather spend his time && energy at a more CRUCIAL point, on the front lines of the war which NEVER ends. surely slaying a couple DEMONS are more important than this, though as his fingers ghost over CANDLES && faux crystal balls, he admits to himself that the clave DOES have a point. after all, it was a shop just like this that ABADDON had come through && nearly killed him. but that doesn’t keep the annoyance from his breath as he SIGHS, golden eyes flickering up at the girl at the counter.             “ are you selling anything INTERESTING ? “

      “how long have you been working here?” she’s merely looking around and making small talk, hoping to blend in despite how she towers over others with an air of superiority. she is wholly interested, however. she’s developed a thirst for new experiences, for knowledge--- though that’s to be expected given how long she’s been separated from the ever-changing world.

Consternation is etched in hazel eyes as the brunette lays steaming mug and sugar before her visitor. The slice of freshly made Baklava all but crumbs now between them. ❛You haven't been sleeping---❜ Destiny mutters, tone wry as black lacquered fingers cup her own drink for warmth. Chai tea, spiked with just a hint of more cinnamon.  ❛Nightmares?❜

It's an educated guess, but not at all far fetched where abilities are concerned. She cares for her after all.