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[color=CDBD2B][b]Time: [/b][/color]Morning
[color=CDBD2B][b]Location:[/b][/color] Ember Grove Diner
[color=CDBD2B][b]Interaction:[/b][/color][@13org] = Ylva, [@princess] - Emelie
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Once again, Ylva referred to the event with a kind of indifference to the whole thing and without a sign of fear in her eyes. Emelie on the other hand hadn't heard anything, yet showed more concern over the possibility of a simple robbery. He could chalk up to a difference in their personalities, but he definitely believed that Ylva was a supernatural of some kind with enough power, or pride, to not be affected [color=CDBD2B]"That's kind of what I've heard as well. It's a shock for sure."[/color] He replied with a momentary shiver, lightly shaking his head at such tragedy. Lucius of all people should know that not everyone is who they seem so he naturally has to be wary of anyone he comes into contact with for a extended period of time. He had no safe haven. No one in the world to turn to. It might sound sad but it stopped bothering him after the first few centuries, the rotting feelings replaced by an ever increasing determination in his mission.

His teeth clamped down as Ylva mentioned his preference for dark coffee, a signal that his lapse hadn't gone unnoticed. He let out a kind of embarrassed laugh [color=CDBD2B]"Yeah, I almost kinda need it. My dad used to drink it a lot. He refused to acknowledge any other kind of coffee."[/color] Bright, blue eyes met with Ylva's as he lightheartedly spoke. It was likely to win her over, but he always had back-up plans in case anything ever went wrong when he was out [color=CDBD2B]"Ylva?"[/color] Lucius purposefully butchered the pronunciation a bit, before continuing [color=CDBD2B]"Now that's a cool name. Nice to meet you too!"[/color] That name at least confirmed the foreigner identity. 

[color=E8A7AB][i]"I have lived in Ember Grove all my life so if there's anything either of you need, I'd be happy to help."[/i][/color]

Now [i]that[/i] was quite interesting to hear. This entire conversation Lucius had been monitoring and listening carefully to what Emelie was saying to figure out who he was talking with. How does someone who lived their entire life in the town not know of a major tragedy like what happened last night? News typically travels fast in towns like this so the idea that she didn't hear about it from anyone presented the old warlock with more questions. Emelie, or Millie, had the kind of personality that should earn her at least a few friends in this town if what she was saying was true about living here her entire life. It was possible that she was simply a sheltered girl or perhaps she had lied about living here. Her offer, then, gave him the chance to investigate further.

[color=CDBD2B]"That's very kind of.."[/color] He had started saying with a smile before he looked off to the side, pausing for a second in thought before speaking again albeit without a smile and a kind of humble look on his face [color=CDBD2B]"I would...actually appreciate it if you could. If you're free after this, perhaps you could show me a few places?"[/color] His presented energy dipped with the first sentence, a not-so-hidden look of pain in his eyes covered by his friendly demeanor. A smile returned to his lips as did his energy when he ask the question to Millie as his adopted personality continued to evolve to meet the challenges and reactions of those he was engaging with.

Lucius turned his head as nose caught wind of savory aroma of bacon, and the light, buttery scent of pancakes [color=CDBD2B]"Looks like our food is coming just as Ylva is finishing hers." [/color] He mentioned as the waitress returned with their orders, placing them on the table with a smile. It would be far simpler to cast a spell to determine what manner of supernaturals the two women were, if any, but that required time, space, and resources he didn't have. Any witch worth their salt would be astounded by what he carried on his person normally, so for just today he left most of it behind. At least what they would consider "dangerous" and "taboo". Lucius took his silverware out from the folded napkin and began cutting his eggs [color=CDBD2B]"I hope this is as good as that sandwich!"[/color].

Lucius needed a lead from this whole farce and while Ylva was almost certainly a supernatural, it was far too much of risk to pursue right now. Her strong indifference to the incident and personality made him believe she would be a greater hassle to manipulate than Emelie, though even then he needed to be careful. Lucius had used a similar avatar during the first 'World War' to sabotage some of the supply lines of the Central Powers. It was amusing to see the faces of weathered soldiers as a seemingly young girl dispatched their friends one by one. One must be ready for change and the unexpected in any form in which it might appear.