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[M] Magically Modern World [PB+Biscuit]
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Ho! Miscreant!
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Oliver blinked green eyes when the man didn’t respond like he’d though… most people where at least flustered or annoyed that he bugged them… this was new… and new was exciting. He flinched at the wet dog comment.. Great… someone with a sense…
“Oliver, Oliver McDool… pleasure to meet you Ryan.”
Oliver shook the others hand with a grin and a firm shake. A small tingle ran up his spine like every other time he’d come in contact with a human with a strong sixth sense.
Clearing his throat a bit Oliver spoke again.
“Was wondering if what you do for a living...not many humans willingly enter a pub like this regularly...and seam comfortable...call me a curious cat.”
Oliver grinned, his eyes flashing amber briefly, not threateningly but curiously, his eyes looked like that of a wolf for just a brief moment. In that moment he caught a breath of the human's scent… and it was strangely alluring to the shifter.
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‘Cute! What the actual F…’
HannaBelle thought as hazel eyes looked towards the other women.
“The University is on the other side of the city… you need to take a train and a bus to get there.”
She found herself saying, a slight flush on her cheeks at being called cute… no one called her cute in a serious way… always a joking way.
The redhead noticed that the other was staring looking at her orb of light. “It’s just a conjuring of light… nothing fancy…” she wasn't used to anyone but her teacher or her parents watching her magic so intently. Even as the strange energy around the girl vanished HannaBelle could tell that there was something different about her.
“So… you’re gonna be attending the Uni?”
She found herself asking after a moment of silence. The whole look of this girl is different than any the young witch had met. Sure there where the classical Witches that ended up with green skin and offensive noses… the new age looks for them and ones who were born to a high class society where they were immaculate in their image. Right up there with the elves in poshness.
The others white and black hair was strangely attractive… but HannaBelle put a stop to that right away. She needed to focus on her studies and her job...and taking care of Granny Tamick in her old age. HannaBelle lived with the old women now, helping the women with her clients and making smaller, more fit to each client types of potions. Feeding the women's 10 cats was also in that job description, she didn't mind the furballs… preferred them over dogs any day.
“Where you given a map or any directions?”
She also found herself asking as she pushed some of her hair out of her face with her free hand that wasn't lit up with magic. The small pentagram styled ring she had on her ring finger sparkle briefly in the movement and the light.
Posted 06-09-2018, 11:46 PM