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     Ravus lit a new cigarette. Almost immediately after taking a drag, his nerves settled. He leaned forward, resting elbows over the table, his gaze to the door that lead outside. He memorized every square inch of the property. There wasn’t much else to do around here. The monotony was dull, but it was a safe kind of dullness. They existed on this plain as long as they were bound to something. And that something wasn’t corrupted.

No one had figured out another way around it. Not yet at least. Maybe it was a silly notion to think there could be another option, but there had to be, right? 

While Di was looking into it and they had some ideas, taking that extra step was the problem. Finding someone trustworthy to do the spell and not use them for stupid crap. Where was he going to find someone trustworthy? Aside from the new tenants here, too early to tell. 

He sighed and closed his eyes. 

A presence drew close and he glanced up. Some kid. What did he want? 

Of course, this kid had Di’s influence all over him. Joe asked something, even went as far as extending his hand out, oh, right, he didn’t know. That was the point. Yet…

At Di’s approach, Ravus averted his gaze, flicked ashes, exhaled smoke. So she was doing this with [i]him[/i]? Just like that? For the most part the kid was taking it pretty well for a mortal. Di’s words amused him. She acted like she was calling the shots when he’d wanted to “play” human from the get go. Since when did he care about humans or her wanting to impress one? And did she really just try to use Rueni to threaten him? 

He glared at her. What a joke. 

But another aura pulled his attention from her, Marie’s. Damn. Her too? She was practically begging him to play nice? Hey may be a "good" demon, but he wasn't a nice one. 

[color=silver]“Ravus.”[/color] He said after what felt like ages. [color=silver]“And yeah, any more questions?”[/color] His tone carried an edge of irritation. It wasn’t the kid’s fault. But having Di practically breathing down his neck would piss anyone off. He didn’t give a rat’s ass what the boy did, nor care of his own impressions. So why did it really matter how Ravus acted? He did whatever the hell he wanted. He was a demon, not even bound to humans or their laws. 


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[Color=dimgray]”Labeled keys, nice.”[/color] Freya happily took up the offered key and tucked it into her jacket pocket. [color=dimgray]”Thanks!”[/color] She then continued sipping at her tea and fully taking in the atmosphere. This was gonna be home for awhile, she wanted to relish in it. She came to pause, admiring the purple orchids. She reached out and gently ran a finger over the delicate petal before remembering and withdrew her hand. The urge to make her own garden grew the more time she spent here, in this space so full of beauty. She would have to ask soon, then she could go to the market after settling into her room and get started. 


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