Thread: Girl in the Fire, Boy in the Storm (Absinth and Enigma)

Daniel laughed as he gave one more look before leaving, that grin even brighter on his face but there was something in his eyes. Something very... dark. Honey, there is no one you could take to your bed that is stronger than me He responded before flitting off. While she snooped, Daniel called and spoke to a resident Sorcerer who was, well, technically his Sorcerer on retainer. He essentially paid for the young woman's... everything, really, so she could focus on the study and application of the mysterious force of Magic. Daniel was one hundred percent incapable of using the aether of the world in order to spellcast, but it was still a fascinating subject and he rather enjoyed pouring over her notes on it. It also helped Danielle, who was a Witch, self named, but all spellcasters were essentially the same if they knew what the were doing. Witch, Wizard, Sorcerer, Mage, Magi, whatever. All the same thing. Finding anyone in the house without a strong sense of smell or knowing the lay out of the building off by heart would have been probably impossible. The manor was pretty big, enough to fit half her pack and a little bit more. Hell, it took her a good twenty minutes just to follow Danielle's scent to go and find her, and that meant that she more or less had a trail directly to the woman. The young woman was found in a very large room that could only be described as a 'den'. THe walls were lined with shelves that were filled with books, almost every book looking either old or just plain impressive. Only one space of wall wasn't dedicated to literature, and that was a grand fireplace that was currently just vaguely smoldering in the warm light. In the middle of the room was a table for books, surrounded by a leather couch, and several leather armchairs. Danielle was stretched out on the couch, one knee drawn up, one hand holding a book in front of her head, the other settled behind her head. Every so often, the page would turn on it's own. When she noticed the lycanthrope, she set the book down on her stomach as she watched her. It was just so eerie how similar her eyes were to Daniel's. Bright, almost luminescent in color, that same mischievous twinkle in her eye that Daniel had. After letting her talk, she got the feeling that she ought to be at least sitting up for this, it was only respectful. Hmn. Well, see, I was the one who absolutely insisted on him marrying, as I think it's time for him to settle down or at least have someone around that isn't mean. It's been I don't know how many years since Kimiko died and I don't think he ever really got over it. He needs to move on She explained, crossing one leg over the other, resting her hands on her knee And if I am being perfectly honest with you, you're at least 50 of what Daniel is... what Daniel needs in a woman. I think maybe more than that but he probably won't admit he likes stubborn, headstrong women. He doesn't want to lose anyone again. We already lost our mom and dad, and then he lost his wife and he's been trying so fucking hard to keep Jack alive... She trailed off, staring at her hands for a moment. Her eyes closed and she let out a heavy sigh I think you're good for him. He already does so much stupid shit and I can't control him. Either way, I don't blame you for not being happy with this situation. I had kind of assumed that any woman in your pack would've happily taken him based on his strength alone, not to mention that his ass isn't exactly unpleasant to look at, is it? Y've no idea how many of my friends got the shit slapped out of them because they were more interested in trying to make out with Dan instead of, well, being my friend. She slowly got up, smoothing her skirt in one motion Take all this with a grain of salt. Daniel is chaotic and tends to just do things on a whim. As for your initial worry, I can certainly conjure you some clothing if you like. The science of Magic is rather interesting but the short version is that anything I make you right now will last for... well quite a while actually. So, what kind of clothing do you usually wear? Or would you like just ten variations of what you were wearing earlier? She paused, then grinned, and that look was just so eerily like Daniel's that there was just no word for how strange it was I happen to know that Daniel has a bit of a... shall we say... fetish for kneesocks and thigh length sweaters. I remember he dated this one girl in highschool who was this artsy chick that wore basically a variation on the same thing every day, and Daniel was practically her puppy dog. Did what he was told, followed her everywhere. It was kind of adorable actually.