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Roxanne hummed in response. "I get it. Once you get one there's no going back. I mean, there's always the removal route but it can be a bitch to deal with." She understood. Unfortunately tattoos weren't something you could just wash away with a magic marker if you changed your mind about them. Well, technically you could, but that option tended to be very painful. And expensive. "You could always try a temp one, I make those too. Lemme know if you ever want one." Roxanne answered Davina's question with a nod. "Yeah. The were super popular back home. The buttery tatts and dainty flower bouquet tatts kept me in business alone." She joked. "But I like the vibe of this place a bit more. The designs I've been asked to do seem to have a lot more meaning."

Roxanne took a step to the side as well to give Lydia some room. Her brows knitted together as she watched her try to pick up on what she heard before. It was something Roxy herself couldn't even tune into. Her left brow arched upon hearing Lydia's answer. As a wolf, she could naturally pick up on the scent of everyone she had come across. The girl in front of her was human...But there was something off about the scent. Something different that she couldn't quite put her finger on. The problem? In all of the time that Roxy had been a wolf, this was her first time meeting a banshee. She just didn't know it yet. "Nothing?" She repeated back. "Are you sure?"

@wolfiexroxy | interaction w. roxy

"Hmm." Roxanne hummed. "I think I'll just leave the tying to you." With her arms crossed over her chest she took a few steps forward as she scanned the area around them. She couldn't shake this feeling of urgency that something could happen at any moment, fortunately she learned to make peace with that. "Be real with me about something though-" After she was content that they were completely alone she turned back to face Stefan. "Please tell me I didn't leave one chaotic whirlwind of a town just to find myself in another." She was beginning to wonder if she was mistaken when she picked Beacon Falls to move to due to it's "calm" and "safe" nature. Perhaps she just wasn't the best judge of character when it came to things like this. She didn't really give herself much time to get to know enough about Beacon Falls as a whole before packing up and moving. "Is it really always like this here? These animal attacks?" She asked making sure to put air quotes around the word animal.

location : a street over the mystic grill .

Roxanne felt an eerie energy begin to creep up into her system. One that made the hairs on the back of her neck stand up. "Hear what?" She was a wolf. Surely if there was even the smallest of noises, she'd be able to pick up on it...Right? So why wasn't she picking up on anything now? What concerned her the most was the look on Lydia's face. She seemed so sure, so certain. Yes people heard things all the time but this was different. Roxy could feel it. She turned her head to look over the area and stepped in front of Lydia as she did so. Roxanne was already a naturally protective person but even more so when it came to humans. "Tell me again what you heard?" Her eyes were now on Lydia once more.

Roxanne's facial expression softened when she realized who it was. "Hey Davina." She returned her smile and dropped her shoulders. Roxy was just now starting to see how tense her thoughts were making her. Mentally and physically. "That's what everyone says before they finally give in." Turning her attention over to the display she pointed at one of the pictures. It was a small bouquet of flowers that had more of a minimalist vibe. "What do you think of that one?" She asked nodding her head towards it.

location : the mystic grill.

When Roxanne had first turned, she realized there were two things she loved about her new heightened senses. The first being the obvious pros of having super strength, speed, and hearing. And the second? Hearing things she wasn't supposed to. Whether she needed to find out information or just wanted to be nosey, having a heightened sense of hearing sure did come in handy. "Shocker huh? What makes you say that?" Her hands rested in the pockets of her black leather jacket as she walked up closer to where Katherine was sitting. She slid into the seat in front of the other woman and leaned back in her chair. "Mind if I sit? It's been a long day."