#uruloceli

Astor had not seen this man before.

His suspicions had been piqued upon seeing the tall man skulking about. Whether or not the man was truly lingering like a shadow was up to perception, but the priest had considered any stranger to be a looming, bottomless abyss of sin. Had his stoic expression allowed it, he would have dared to furrow his brows, to try to discern the motives behind the man.

This is wrong. Of course it was. Nothing about him was right, there was no point in lying to himself. Keeping his composure as the coat tightened, the best Lafayette could do was give a warning. And yet, he felt his mouth closing as if he lacked one at all. Warnings, he knew, wouldn’t do much good in the situation. It was as if telling someone there was a tsunami on the rise moments before it struck - no good would come from it. 

The destruction, he knew, would still occur.

None the less, Lafayette made a small motion to the other. In any other situation, he’d have been sure to get out of the public range, get somewhere where his anger could be unleashed without harming someone else. This surge, however, had come with no warning - brought upon him by it. 

The hopes of detouring a storm when it’s course was set was more difficult than he would have liked to admit. 

Anya yawned as she made her way to the cafe. She had to get up early that morning and was exhausted. Definitely a day for coffee and writing. The meeting was finished and it was still before noon. She was starving though. She entered the place and then ordered herself a coffee and a sandwich. Once her order was finished, she sat down in the back and pulled up her computer. 

As the day continued the place became more crowded and the only seat left was across from her. 

๑ - The girl managed to just barely whisper to the passing stranger that had walked past her.

At first it’s not quite clear just what or who is talking to her, since she’s got most of her precious attention still trained on calculation and other matters pertinent to trading instead of looking around to survey the environment that she’s currently landed herself in. That kind of work is usually only reserved for the bevy of fear-motivated familiars that would so often flank her sides and be tasked with profiling and surveillance while she uses her energy reserves on more worthwhile ventures. Not everyone she detects within this vicinity needs to be acknowledged, much less so when they don’t seem to carry around with them any kind of signature like they’re attuned to any kind of magic. 

Of course, that doesn’t mean that she should take that kind of person too lightly with none of those familiars physically around to take care of exceptionally dicey individuals- she as a former human being should know how troublesome the entire species even without outstanding features to speak of. But at the same time she is also not keen on wasting time on those undeserving of it, and after a while of keeping up a killing streak even the hobby itself seems to be a bore. The perks of travelling by herself don’t always outweigh the cons anyway, so why bring about more inconvenience by reducing the number of clean clothes she can wear? Blood doesn’t always come off her fabrics so easily, or the metallic smell in this case with her dark attire. 

She isn’t quite pleased to see how lackadaisical or relaxed this upstart human looks as she finally decides to indulge him, the lack of terror is unappealing almost enough for her to regret it as soon as she lifts her head. But she’s nothing if not a fantastic actress, so of course she'll throw him a bone just to see if that’s all the tricks he knows. Her expression barely changes, a quirk of a perfectly groomed brow and an open mouth of mild surprise being all that she parades.

“I don’t suppose you would know my face anywhere if you were paying attention to the rest of me instead. But a compliment is a compliment! I will take it graciously, since I seem to be speaking with an executive! At least, the boss of this prime patch? Is it really so weird to have others pass through these parts? It is strange to see a boy so young assuming a standing like this, I must add- whether through connections or wile is impressive.