[center][h1][b][color=007236]Nenetl[/color][/b][/h1][/center]

Nenetl was completely oblivious to the rest of the world as she looked to that strange figure. Something in his aura was strangely familiar, even if just a very tiny bit, it was enough to make her incredibly interested. The vampire's words were nothing but unintelligible noises as Nenetl was completely focused in analyzing that strange man's aura. As he waved at her, Nenetl's curiosity only grew stronger after she saw some feathered charms and talismans on his wrist. She knew she said to herself that she had forgotten about her past, that the old Nenetl was dead, but she couldn't help but be curious... Did that man know about the old shamans and their art? Was he some kind of 'modern' shaman?

[color=39b54a]"That would be four dollars for the peppers. So your total will come to fourteen dollars for both items."[/color] Seorsa's voice interrupted her thoughts, making her pay attention at the boy again.

[color=007236]"I-I'm sorry... I got a bit distracted..."[/color] Nenetl said, still with her eyes glued on the strange person a few meters away from them, making sure she wouldn't lose him.

[color=007236]"Here you are. I will look for you on the academy. Don't worry, I will ask around, I'm sure I'll be able to find where it is."[/color] Nenetl said, putting the money on the boy's hands.

[color=007236]"I'm sorry for not being able to stay longer, I need to do... something..."[/color] Nenetl said, walking towards the strange man in a fast pace, almost running, with her eyes still fixed on the man.

Finally getting near the strange man, she proceeded to walk around him analyzing him with the same penetrating gaze from before, almost like if she was looking inside him. Without any ceremony or even a word, she grabbed his hand, carefully studying the feathered charms on his hand, her hand hovering just above them, but without actually touching them, feeling their power.

[color=007236]"You..."[/color] Nenetl said, letting go of his hand and looking directly to his eyes, close enough that it would make most people uncomfortable.
[color=007236]"Are you... teuanyolki?"[/color] she asked, using the nahuatl word for 'kin', still looking directly into his eyes.

[color=007236]"Is it possible...? Blood of my blood... Your aura, your soul is... familiar. Appearances may lie, but the spirit realm never does. One's soul tell tales that even the very person does not know."[/color] Nenetl said, carefully watching his reaction.

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