Mistress Dizzy

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Caits said
Connor looked up when she opened the door "beautiful, as always" he didn't realise he had spoken outloud for a few seconds "oh...uh...I mean..." He quickly held out the flowers blushing, "I guess the truth has a way of slipping out" he smiled shyly

Kijani blushed as well, and smiled. She just gazed at him, taking him all in. He'd definitely dressed up for this, she appreciated that. "Thanks... you look great." She took the flowers, feeling more happy to see them than she'd ever thought she could feel about flowers. "They're lovely... I don't know what they all are, but..." She leaned over and sniffed them. They had a sweet and spicy scent. "Let me put these inside." She went back in, carefully propping the bouquet on her desk so it wouldn't crush any of the flowers. Then she grabbed a small red clutch purse with all of the essentials and headed out, locking the door behind her.

"So I realize my plan has a few flaws. I don't have a license, and no car if I did have one. And I don't know how near the taxi service runs..." She giggled faintly. "I did not think this through."

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Devika grunted with displeasure as she picked up her coffee mug and found it empty. “Refill time...” She was drinking decaf as usual, so she could have as much as she liked and not feel bad. She headed up to the counter, and glanced through the chalkboard menu above her head. It was purely a habitual glance, she pretty much knew the menu by heart at this point. If they had anything new, they would have put it on display.

“Hey, Anny.” Devika grinned at the violet haired teenager running the counter.

“Hey, miss Dev.” The boy smiled back, and she noted his glance taking a dive into her ample cleavage. Clearing her throat rather obviously, she tapped her mug with the underside of one of her rings, making a loud pinging sound against the ceramic.

“A strawberry white chocolate creamer. And don't skimp on the whipped cream.” She thrust the cup into his hands and stalked back to her table. Her frustration was evident in her movements, but already she was quelling it with breathing, calming and relaxing and shoving it away. By the time she sat, there was no outward trace of her feelings. But they rolled on within her mind.

How was it fair that the only male to give her attention was a sixteen year old that she couldn't give attention back to (legally, and ethically) and wouldn't know how to give her what she wanted, even if she could pay attention to him? It just wasn't right. It wasn't that she was particularly sex-hungry, it was that lust was just another type of energy. She couldn't do with any sort of built-up energy. Not with her particular brand of magic. The White Council would be on her ass in a heartbeat, and then where would she hide?

Devika huffed an annoyed sigh, and ran her hand through her black curls, gazing blankly out into space. She saw the front door open and heard the little bell above it tinkle. Her vision came into focus on the stranger, and something struck her as odd almost immediately. He was way too... normal looking. Blonde hair with no dye, no tats or piercings in plain sight, even his clothes were incredibly average. What the heck was this guy doing here? There were plenty of Starbucks in the city, so what made this plain stranger show up at this particular cafe? She propped her chin on her hand, and watched the man without making it obvious.

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I'm going to bed after this post. Caits, tell me here or PM me with what Connor looks like. And also what sort of flowers he has.

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Caits said
Connor slowly made his way to kijanis dorm, getting more nervous the closer he got. He finally reached the girls dorms, heading in and knocking on her door.

Kijani took a deep breath to ease her nerves, and opened the door. "Hi." Great, Kijani, very charming. She resisted the urge to roll her eyes at herself.

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*hugs Dioxide*

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With a mild sigh, Devika took another sip of her chocolate caramel decaf latte, looking around the Witch's Brew coffeehouse as she adjusted her silver pince-nez. She could recognize the usual crowd, and it was a busy night for the place. The regulars were dyed and pierced and tatted, punk and grunge, the outliers of society. Even Devika herself had a small jewelry collection worn on her person. A gold bangle on her wrist, 5 rings with different stones on her opposite hand. She had two pairs of earrings, one set simple bronze hoops, the other a set of tiny globes that seemed to be filled with a miniature, flickering candlelight. Her black, frizzy curls ran wild down her back, barely restrained by a headband. The rest of her clothing could be called 'eclectic' at best, and her heavyset, curvy body shape certainly wasn't the current style either. She fit in here, in a 'crazy starving artist' sort of way.

Leaning back in the worn, old leather easy chair, she settled her body and shut her ginger-brown eyes, feeling out the places with her other senses. The air was heavy with the scent of roasted beans, with lighter undertones of wood smoke and flavored tobacco. There was someone messing with the piano on the side of the old stage, and someone else doing some pretty decent guitar licks on the opposite side. 

She took a few slow, deep breaths, and let her magical sense do some reading. The general feel in the house today was one of geniality. Most everyone was on the positive side of things. There was an argument going on at one of the tables nearest to her, though. Judging by the pitch of voices and the vibrancy of the emotions in the air, it seemed to be a couple. A woman, berating her man for some perceived slight. A faint smirk came to her full lips, revealing a dimple. Some women were so silly, thinking their man had to be some paragon of perfection, or some kind of mind reader. Even though having a mind-reading man would be ever so slightly more common in this coffeehouse than anywhere else in LA, she still didn't understand it. 

At this point in her life, she'd be happy for any brand of man who knew how to treat a woman right. She was 27, without a steady job, and (if she was to be completely honest) rather lonely. While she wasn't looking for a husband, she did want someone she could share things with. A lot of things: her hopes, her dreams, her magic, even her body. Not necessarily in that order. Some days she'd be happy to get the last on the list, if anything at all. Oh well. Maybe someday. 

With a distant sigh, she started to toy with the thick golden bangle around her right wrist, feeling the warm metal against her skin and the power embedded within it. Some days she wished she could really just be her whole self. Devika Jones, wizard, woman, writer, and... wishing. 

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Dresden Files, whoooo!

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Kijani, after getting rid of excess energy, went back to her dorm. She took a long, hot shower, before she looked through her wardrobe. She chose a short red cheongsam that would show off her long, toned legs, and a pair of red flats. She picked a gold bracelet and tied her dreadlocks into twin buns on either side of her head. It made her look cute, but her bare legs made her look mature. She sprayed on the slightest hint of perfume, added makeup and declared herself ready.

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Today's sucked. I've had no motivation, no internet, and now a growing, stabbing pain in my forehead. >< Why'd I get out of bed, again?