Celia Chase // Visiting Human - Starting a New Life // Location: Street (supernatural area) // Tags: Xanthe
Celia was still quite tense from the overwhelming situation, leading to her jumping a little when the figure turned back towards her and dropped their bag. They appeared quite flustered about the situation as well, which instantly made the woman feel apologetic. “A-ah, so sorry! I really didn’t mean to startle you!” She was about to offer help with the bag before realising that nothing had spilled out; this is probably a fortunate thing anyways, since this person..? seemed about ready to flee if she made her way closer. Not knowing what to do with her hands, Celia held them together to her chest as she stuttered to explain her intent. “It’s- I- just- thought you might’ve hurt yourself on something a moment there, but you seem quite all right so...” an uneasy grin had made its way to the newcomer’s face, her nervousness showing in the way her voice raised a few octaves throughout her sentence. At this point she gave a quiet, awkward chuckle and raised a hand to scratch the back of her neck. “And I’m a bit new around this area, so... um...” her words trailed off, both from her brain questioning why she was even spouting this information as well as just flat out not knowing what to say. “Haha, sorry, I just... don’t know these streets all that well yet. I really hope this wasn’t too much of a bother for you though.” Although Celia’s words were genuine, her attention was clearly elsewhere as her eyes were searching the newly replaced glasses for any sign of.., whatever it was she had spotted before.
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Eventide, “Evan” // Dragon - Human Researcher // Location: Outside of The Crystal Core// Tags: Izzy, Metilaeno
Evan watched Izzy with interest and mixed emotions, glad for his current form’s ears being so small compared to his other. As a dragon, his larger ears perked, drooped, and twitched with any sort of change in thought; it was so obvious what he was feeling, in fact, that his facial expressions had become essentially stone-faced. This definitely helped in situations like this, where he was fidgeting with his wind orb awkwardly as he wondered what she was thinking about his suggestion. Izzy was probably far too analytical in thinking about what his offer could do to fully explain it to him, but he sensed that it probably didn’t help much with her current project.
As the other seemed to consider a few things to herself, Eventide turned his attention to the “ball” in his hands. With a mere thought, it enlarged itself to fill the space of both of them, and with a little concentration he could start to visualize the evaporation of the water within to a very faint cloud. Under normal circumstances the converted water vapor was entirely normal, but the increased energy from Evan’s manipulation had indeed infused it into the magical compound the potionmaker had muttered about. The dragon came back to his senses as Izzy inquired about the potion he had asked about, still holding the cloud-filled orb in his hands. “I am not entirely sure how the whole veil thing works for us, or if you could even manipulate it with a potion, but after living here for a little while I have realized that my fur-er, hair color does not tend to match those of the normal humans.” As if to demonstrate his point, the man raised a newly freed hand (the orb was now centralized above only one, despite its large size) and took a bit of his pale purple-grey hair in between his thumb and forefinger. “And I can’t pull my hood up to hide it really either.” His hand again moved to prove his point, pulling the hood up before a gentle wind tugged it instantly back to where it had been before. “It’s not a big deal, but... I thought that if you already had some sort of illusion potion available, then I would ask...”
Just as he finished his request, Evan visibly perked up as another figure got closer. It was... Maeve, if he remembered correctly? She was the weapon enchantress, and as someone who didn’t often use weapons, Eventide supposed it made sense that he rarely interacted with her. “Hello.” He greeted with a friendly tone, although a friendly tone to a dragon wasn’t that far off from monotone (what with the whole ears-expression system). Pale aqua irises flickered from the siren to the ooze, Evan’s eyes widening slightly at a realization. “Ah, I’m sorry, do you two have business with each other..?” He wondered aloud, his face flushing a little as the thought occurred to him that they may have stalled their meeting. Izzy had left her lab with a confident stride, he recalled.
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Zach Lee // Adjusted Human - the jokester // Location: alley // Tags: Alex, Ryker
Zach was going about his normal routine, humming whatever song was stuck in his head that afternoon as he strode alongside his fluffy, white-furred family member. The Samoyed’s tongue lolled as she trotted ahead, although once the sound of an interesting- and perhaps somewhat tense-toned- conversation reached both of their ears, the pair slowed and watched the interaction. Obviously the dog had no clue what words were being exchanged, but the energy of the redhead was eye-catching enough even for her to pause on her walk. “Nimbus,” Zach softly whistled as to ignore the sketchy interaction and continue onwards, but as his glance passed over Ryker, his expression turned serious. Although he knew of the supernatural-hunting bounty hunter from the being in the same place same time type of deal, the other man’s status was enough to cause a little fear. And this other guy seemed to be having a bit of a crisis; as Zach tried to pretend that his dog was being stubborn as the reason of his eavesdropping, he inferred that it was this man’s first experience with the supernatural. This realization led to Zach casually turning back, glancing again between the two men, and finally approaching them, Nimbus in tow. The dark-haired man minded his own business when he thought it fit, but seeing as Ryker intimidated him and he didn’t want to risk a potentially dangerous situation on a newbie, he was perfectly fine with inviting himself into the meet up.
“Hey fellas, mind if I tag along if you’re going somewhere?” Zach broke in cheerfully. A pleasant smile ran along his face, though it didn’t fully reach his eyes as he scanned the faces of his peers. He didn’t know either party very well, especially considering he had never seen one of them in his life and the other he held in the same esteem as an action movie protagonist. Still, a third representative could offer their own experiences to a discussion as well as make sure no one gets permanently silenced from witnessing something they shouldn’t have and all that jazz. “Eh, but if we do go somewhere, I’d prefer if it were somewhere my sweet little cloud could join us.” Zach lowered a hand to ruffle the fur on the samoyed’s head, to which the canine looked upwards with a doggy grin.