Cameron didn't quite have time to think when the unknown man grabbed her. She was running entirely on instinct.
That was exactly why she socked him in the privates. A tried-and-true method of getting people to let go of you, she's sure. It has to have been used. "What the f-"
Laughter. There...
(Ah, okay. Sorry.)
Thirty, roughly. Leather jacket. Male. And... weapons. An axe and a crossbow. Not here for murder, then, or at least not a good murderer. The smell would get onto leather easily and not wash out. His clothes looked worn and he wasn't very clean-shaven. Homeless? But there was...
(Eeh...)
Pancakes? What did these taste like? Hmm. Kardia took a plate and filled it. Xir stomach made another annoyed grumbly noise, and xe sighed, finally giving in. "Ugh. Fine. Make your complaints," xe muttered to xemself, adding another pancake. Two. Hmm, what did people do with two slices...
It was cold. And dark. And did she mention that is was cold? Cameron gripped the empty glass bottle in her hands tighter, wary of whatever would be anywhere in the woods. She really shouldn't have let her friends anywhere near this place. Now Zach had lost the necklace his dead grandmother had...
"From... here? Oh, you mean from this town, right?" Helois almost laughed. For a second, he thought she meant if they came from the café. "Yes, some of them. Can't quite remember their names, though. For as much as this is a small town, I don't know everyone. I remember that the think tank...
Added prompts!
"Person A is a criminal mastermind with Disney Princess powers (talks to animals, makes Prince Charming types fall in love instantly, people randomly burst into song around them). Person B is their right-hand man and hopelessly in love."
"Person A flirts with Person B to try and...
"No, not quite. A little less busy than expected. Must have been the cold last night." Helois took the lists of papers. There was... an amount, to say in the least. And the names. He'd heard a lot of these names in the past. But from where?
"Probably will be a busy morning when I'm done with...
"I might have told this girl about magic. I accidentally read her name from her heart and she wanted answers. Maria Mabel. Brown hair, red eyes, clearly fake but it helps, fair, roughly sixteen or seventeen if I guessed the age correctly-" Kardia stopped, thinking. Probably too much information...
At the ring of the bell that signalled the door opening, Helois turned, handing off the last order to John- he'd come in early today- and dusting his hands off on his work apron. "Welcome to the- oh, Leigh! Good morning. I thought I'd managed to scare you off last night, heh. Sorry about that."...
"I think you scared her, boss." Berwald's voice was soft, a forced joking lilt to his words. "It's rude of you to do that to new customers."
"H-Hey, it might help? I read somewhere that being scared somewhere is frequently misinterpreted as excitement in humans. It makes them want to go there...
"Oh, that's... That's great?" The thought of the shadow travel and the way it tried to twist xir stomach wasn't all too great, but in exchange for freedom to use the Heart Realm again? Kardia bet xe'd do anything. It hurt just being here, feeling xir construct demand food and water and rest...
"Hm? Oh, yes, they do." What was her name again? Kardia didn't quite want to check. Still too many people for xem to risk it. "What are you doing here? I thought everyone was shopping somewhere."
"Tomorrow." Helois waved to her, watching as she left. Hopefully she didn't read too much into what he said. It was just basic knowledge, right? Nothing too major.
Judging by the look Berwald was giving him, he wasn't helping. Damn it. Maybe he should have just stayed quiet about the situation.
The first ball hit fairly hard, causing a faint flicker of heat that Arete hopes to the gods no-one noticed. She winced. Something bigger and easier to look at would have been preferable. Of course, this being a school, they'd have to test her a lot.
The next one she dodges adequately, and then...
Introductions? Okay. This was vaguely okay. Better than interaction. All the better to keep the love goddess content. Arete stood, deciding she'd begin the mess of introductions sure to happen.
"My name is Arete, no last name- actually, no, wait. Arete Daosidarcchides, a dubious pleasure to...
(It's okay. I get that a lot with this device, heh.)
"Incorrect. You're offering them your life blood. That contains all kinds of magic, and can be used for so many spells you'd need a book the length of The Order of the Phoenix to list them all." Helois almost laughed. The changeling must have...
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