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M A K E N A . H A R R I S witch. dumisani coven. owner of claws & effect for vievecorcityrp only

[patoconnor]

A ski hill definitely sounded way better than a market of things people wouldn't actually buy. Not that he planned on going skiing any time soon. He couldn't exactly see his feet, after all.

"Oh no, not new. I just like to keep you myself," he replied, a sentiment he had only picked up when he became a spirit. A ghost of himself, in more ways than one. "Wow, quite the entrepreneur. I'll keep you in mind if the need ever rises. I'm Pat, bartender extraordinaire."

[makena-harris]

"Ooh... Bartender? Where?" Makena asked, leaning in a bit at the prospect of alcohol. "I'm always looking for new places to try out," she grinned and having now noticed Pat's distinct lack of feet, it was safe to assume that she was speaking to a spirit. And a nice one at that, at least for now. One never knew with spirits.

"So, uh, how long ago did you pass?" the witch asked. One never knew how a spirit would take that question being asked of them either.

[patoconnor]

Rules be damned, there was no way he was leaving without getting his hands on some of that magic water. He didn't have the magic tricks a lot of other people had, but he did have one plan. The towel wrapped around his waist was meant to give the illusion that he didn't have anything on him, but he did have a small vial tucked away for later.

He sat comfortably, leaning back in the seat and stretching his arms out on either side of him. He had become very good at being nonchalant in his time working at Ware, a skill that came in handy now. Seeing a woman approach, he gave her a smile back, his eyes briefly scanning up her body.

"It really is. though I'm not surprised. It's all curated for the holiday experience."

[makena-harris]

"Gotta say that they deities outdid themselves this year. I'd much prefer an all-out ski holiday over a Christmas market," Makena chuckled and she eyed the man as he got in and internally debated introducing herself to him.

"I haven't seen you around before. Are you new?" she asked. One of the many good things about these supernatural-only events was that no one had to hide what they were like they did when there were humans around. And now Makena could have a jolly old time trying to guess this man's species. "I'm Makena, by the way. I own Claws & Effect in Chissob Hills. If you're ever in need of magically enhanced plants or animals, I'm your gal!"

[makena-harris]

theft | patrick & makena

for: @patoconnor location: the hot springs

Makena had plans for the water in the hot springs the moment she got wind of the fact that some of it was magical. The witch still remembered making a bit of a windfall from selling the various Christmas baubles she procured from last year's event and she was certain that this magic water would be no different. There was always going to be a market for people around the world who wanted deity-blessed products.

She had a small bag with her that day which she was forced to place in a locker outside the hot springs, but that did not mean that she did not have other means to try to smuggle some of this water out. There was a small pouch hanging on a cord around her neck and inside it were magically transmutated vials that she was going to use for said smuggling.

The witch made her way to the spring that she heard could cure physical ailments. There was already another person in the pool, someone she did not recognise, and she flashed him a toothy grin as she settled herself inside. It was a good thing that it was only the two of them.

"It's such a nice day for a soak in these hot springs, isn't it?" she said to the stranger. trying to act as nonchalant as possible.

[esmeraldabheriya]

The alpha let out a gutteral snarl, sounding like the bloodthirsty creature she was when flames licked at her stomach. Her grip on the witch dropped as she pushed away from the heat. "A simple 'stop' would have sufficed," she growled. Although Esme knew she was in the wrong, she would have drained Makena without a second thought if she had kept going. But it was the witch who had been pulling her in and keeping her there. Esme licked the blood from her lips before taking another step back, looking at the burned hand prints on her body start to heal. "You should go get something to eat and perhaps go home and rest. You're going to need it."

[makena-harris]

Makena was in a daze when Esme finally pulled away from her, the dizziness she was feeling was most definitely from the blood loss and she had come this close to going too far with a vampire. Although this would not have been the first time she had done so. And probably not her last given how easily she gave into temptation when a gorgeous, sexy woman was involved.

"Yeah, thanks," she slurred, eyes blinking slowly at the other. "That was great, by the way. Enjoyed every second of it..." Makena chuckled. "Great suggestion too. Could you, uh, get me a get me that something to eat? I don't think it's a good idea for me to walk right now."

[elenaramirez]

Walking into Vicium once could've been considered a learning experience - an almost accidental blunder. Returning to the club after Elena had discovered exactly what kind of effect the resident demon magic had on her was, to put it plainly, tempting fate. But life went on and time passed whether you spent it coloring within the lines or not. And was there a better way to feel alive than by taking the occasional risk?

Truthfully, this wasn't what Elena had had in mind when Makena had asked her to go club hopping. She had envisioned more of a low stakes kind of environment with cheap drinks and loud music. Though was anything really low stakes when Makena was involved? They had only just met but there was something about her... She had so much potential; not just for greatness but for darkness as well. And it didn't hurt that she was insanely hot either. A moth to the flame, Elena would've agreed to almost anything.

"Well, fuck me, that's what you're wearing?" What had looked like a regular - if incredibly tight fitting - dress from farther away, revealed itself to be a number straight out of some R-rated movie as she stopped in front of the other woman. So Makena was just outright attempting to kill her. She wasn't even trying to hide it or be subtle about it. Which, fine, okay. That was fair. She could appreciate the honesty. By comparison, Elena herself was dressed fairly modestly, though more appropriately than she had been the first time she had set foot into Vicium. Bottom lip trapped between her teeth and brows furrowed, her eyes trailed the length of the brunette's body only to get caught on Makena's accessory. "And did you just happen to have that lying around?" 'Hello' would've probably done it just fine.

[makena-harris]

"You like it?" Makena asked with a grin and she struck a pose for Elena while brandishing the leather flogger. The witch was confident enough in her looks to know what she looked like when she made the effort to dress like this and she definitely clocked the way Elena's eyes found their way to the instrument in her hand.

"Of course I did. I like playing," she chuckled. "And these are very fun to play with." Makena finally dropped the pose she put herself in and reached out to plant a chaste kiss against Elena's lips before pulling her into a hug. "You look gorgeous too, darling. I could eat you right up..." she whispered into her ear before pulling away and acting like she did not just say those words.

[makena-harris]

vicium | elena & makena

for: @elenaramirez location: vicium

Makena knew well enough by now that most deities did not enjoy places like Vicium, so it had been incredibly intriguing for her when she found out that Elena had been before and that she was not entirely turned off by the demon-run club. How fun!

They set a date to meet each other at said club one night and the entrance was where Makena was standing that evening. The witch was dressed in a skintight latex minidress with matching knee high boots and her dreadlocks were piled high on her head and fixed in place with a silver hair stick. She knew she looked a vision and proudly flaunted it as she took a few test swipes with the a leather flogger that was a deep red colour for contrast. One had to dress the part for whatever club of choice one was patronising, Makena was going to enjoy Vicium tonight.

And Elena.

[elenaramirez]

In Elena's humble opinion, nothing quite compared to the feeling of landing a joke and watching the other person unravel with laughter. Especially when the reward was a smile as infectious as Makena's.

"Be my guest, I'm an open book." She grinned back, mischief dancing through dark brown eyes. "For the most part anyway. Gotta keep some of my secret. I've been told there are people who enjoy an air of mystery." Teeth trapping her bottom lip, she brushed Makena's hair over her shoulder before giving her upper arm a playful squeeze. "Just tell me when and where and my time is yours." Damn, she really needed to start saving up for a phone.

[makena-harris]

END!

[esmeraldabheriya]

The witch tasted so good and the hammering of her heart and scent of arousal made her taste even better. The pulls of her blood were smaller now even though she was sucking just as hard. She had expected Makena to tell her to stop but she was only pulling her closer.

It was all fun and games now but the thought of being a vampire for real made her growl, her fangs digging deeper into the witch's throat. The blood tasted almost thicker and heavier on her tongue. The sound of Makena's heart beat started to slow, the heavy sound almost entrancing to her. She felt drunk off her blood, moaning needily to get her fill of her. Somewhere, deep down, she knew she should stop, Makena should have been pushing her away by now but she wasn't and Esme wasn't stopping.

[makena-harris]

Makena groaned, feeling even more blood leave her body as Esme kept drinking and it finally dawned on her just how dangerous was this game she was playing. She suddenly felt cold and a shiver ran through her body. It was only then that her survival instincts kicked in and a sharp spike of fear shot through her. Makena's hands suddenly flared with with heat and small flames appeared where her palms were pressed against Esme.

[esmeraldabheriya]

It was hard to be careful when Makena made such sweet noises when she drained her blood. A hand on the witch's hips, encouraged her to move them. The least she could do was give the girl something in exchange for the meal. "You told me not to get carried away," she reminded. Makena's blood was still on her lips, tempting her to take another taste.

Makena's hands stopped her from stepping back to get some air. "It's definitely a tasty meal," the alpha agreed. Tilting her head, her tongue dragged over the bite mark. "An intoxicating meal." It felt like her fangs were trying to extend further, desperate to drink her in again.

"I think you deserve something in return. What is it you'd like, Makena?" The witch was willingly offering herself to Esme so why would she deny herself. Her fangs pierced into her neck again, a new stream and hot and heavy blood coated the alpha's tongue.

[makena-harris]

"Oh, f--" the word died in Makena's throat when Esme bit down on her once more. The act of being fed from was such an intimate one and the witch's eyes closed in bliss as a wave of light-headedness overtook her.

"You make a very hot vampire yourself..." And in all honesty, this experience was reward enough. "You should stay like this forever..." Makena was not really thinking about what she was saying in the moment as her fingers clenched in the fabric of Esme's top, the only indication of the discomfort she was starting to feeling but doing her best to push aside.

[vivian-ambrose]

Who: Viv x Makena ( @makena-harris ) Where: Makena's Shop When: Few weeks after Halloween

If someone had told Vivian years ago that she would be in the position to trust any other witch besides Louie, Vivian would have surely laughed in their face. Yet, here she was in Makena's shop, looking for any sign of the dark-haired female. Vievecor City had clearly done a number on the vampiress over the last year, which made Vivian smile as she reflected on her growth. She still held her paranoias about Wiccans, of course, but somehow Makena had found a way to her lifeless heart.

Feeling the warmth of the coffee against her cool touch, the blonde peered around the shelves. Vivian knew this would be a long shot, but she had to try. Ever since Halloween, Vivian could not stop thinking about the spell that had made her human. The taste of food, the warmth of her own touch, and the sound of her heartbeat haunted the vampire. With Louie on his own adventures and apparently out of cell reception, she hoped that Makena might be able to give her answers.

[makena-harris]

Makena was speaking with a customer when the door to her shop opened and a certain blonde haired vampire stepped inside. She recognised the figure Vivian cut anytime, especially after that alternate world where the vampire was essentially the only thing in the world Makena cared for. But this world was different and neither of them had lived out those lives. Still, Makena knew that she would do anything for Vivian in a heartbeat. Within reason, of course.

When she was done and the customer went off on their merry way with their new purchases, the witch was finally able to move around the counter to approach the other woman.

"Hey, hot stuff! What brings you around to my neck of the woods today?" Makena asked with a grin as she rounded the shelf to greet Vivian.

[augustine-lycaon]

"Pass," Augustine retorted with a stone cold glare, wondering just what in hell he had done to deserve the way his night was going. Staying in and catching up on his reading was sounding more and more like a good idea for Halloween 2024. "Surely there is at least one person here tonight in the mood to tolerate your ego cranked to an eleven. Why don't you go find them?" Augustine turned to leave as he spoke, knowing the longer he stayed around the witch, the more annoyed he would get-- likely hindering the respect he had held for Makena prior.

[makena-harris]

To say that Makena was amused by Augustine's predicament was an understatement, but she was also starting to get distracted by the fact that she was a deity now and the magic coursing through her body felt exquisite.

"Alright, Gus gus. Nice chat. I'll see you around. Don't get into too much trouble!" she chuckled as the watched Augustine turn away and storm off in a huff. Now she had the rest of the night to play around with her brand new deity powers.

END!

[divya-effendi]

“You know me to well, Harris. I might have to do something about that,” she teased as a sly grin danced upon Divya’s lips at the sight of the fellow witch. The coven elder carefully scooted over, maneuvering her dress to ensure it wouldn’t catch with Makena’s arrival on her perch. Normally she would be cross at the idea of someone discovering her favorite spot, especially when she was in the process of enjoying it, but she made an exception for Makena. Although Divya had wanted to give into her paranoia at Makena being in another coven, the fellow witch had easily found a way to warm Divyas’ cold, little heart. The brunette couldn’t help the chuckle that escaped her usually controlled features, “Well if your here to protect me, I may have to start considering my last words now,” she teased, nudging Mack playfully. “And to what do I owe the pleasure of your company? Bit far off the trail for you to be collecting your herbs, innit?”

[makena-harris]

"I'm always here to protect you, gorgeous," Makena grinned and nudged the coven leader right back. "I was just taking a walk, to be honest. And a little birdie told me that you were out here. Figured I'd make a detous." It was true because a bird had indeed told Makena of Divya's presence. The Dumisani witch's affinity for animals and plants made it so that the forest practically sang to her whenever she entered one.

"Don't let me distract you from your meditations though... I can sit here and be real quiet until you're done," Makena added although they both knew that she could not.

[augustine-lycaon]

Augustine's eyes narrowed, uneasy as he saw a rather positive outcome for Makena. "You've gotta fucking be kidding me," he mumbled. "Fuck this, I give up." he added, turning to bail and go find a bathroom mirror to better assess his own shitty state.

[makena-harris]

Makena could not help cackling with laughter at Augustine's even more annoyed state with how she lucked out with her spell.

"Aww c'mon, Gus Gus. I happen to think you look adorable like this. I could hit you with another spell if you want," she sing-songed as she trailed after the feline-afflicted man. "Care to try your luck with swapping bodies with me or something?" Makena was practically glowing at this point as divinity radiated off her person to an almost annoying degree.

[esmeraldabheriya]

The scent of lust was almost overwhelming as her nose brushed against Makena's throat. There should have been fear but instead her scent welcomed Esme in, tempting her to taste her sweet blood.

Esme's hands pinned the witch against the wall behind her, her fangs slipping deeper into her throat. Blood was thick and heavy as it coated her tongue. It wasn't what she expected it to taste like. It was like a heady red wine but her magic was like spice, biting at her tongue. The alpha pressed her knee between Makena's thighs, pressing higher for her. "Control?" she chuckled, licking a strip up her neck. "No, I don't think I do have it under control." Leaning back, she admired the holes pierced in her neck, blood still running down her neck, drawing her in closer. "Tell me to stop and I will." Or she hoped she would be able to stop.

[makena-harris]

Makena groaned as she felt more of her blood being drained from her body. It was starting to hurt more, but the way Esme had her pinned and when her knee moved between her thighs, the witch knew that she did not want this to end. It was not everyday that she chased a vampire's bite, but Esme was a big exception. Her crush on the alpha was going to get worse after tonight, Makena could already predict it.

"Don't stop yet," she said, teeth flashing at Esme as she grinned at her and her hands moved to the other woman's waist to prevent her from moving away. "I'm not about to deny you more of a tasty meal when I can so obviously provide."

[elenaramirez]

Makena was good at what she did, as much was evident in the way she pitched her business, 100 % confident in every word. It was both incredibly attractive and beautiful - the unique spark of someone who had found a passion that spoke to their very soul. "I suppose I simply cannot say no then. And who knows, maybe I'll work my way up to something more fancy eventually." In the meantime she'd have to pick Makena's brain in case something went sideways, which wasn't exactly a downside either.

It was hard not to let the other woman's reaction get to her head when Elena could feel the echo of her enjoyment so viscerally. Not that she was forced to rely on her empathic abilities; the hands on her waist and the hum against her lips did a fine job getting the message across as it was. Which she was definitely not going to be caught complaining about.

A Cheshire grin tugging at her lips, Elena let her hips press into the edge of Makena's seat, showing no intention to increase the distance between them as she let her thus unoccupied hand land on the other woman's thigh. "Well, I've been told that I have unlimited stamina," she mused, her word choice deliberately ambiguous, "which I have yet to put to the test. So I guess you could say that I am."

[makena-harris]

Makena almost choked on her laughter when Elena spoke of her unlimited stamina, simply because it had been unexpected and it also brought to mind a number of very sinful scenarios. She found herself resting her forehead against Elena's shoulder as she worked through her laughter, her shoulders shaking from her mirth before she turned her face back up again.

"I feel like there's still a ton I need to know about you... Let's start with this unlimited stamina," the witch chuckled, eyebrows wagging suggestively. "Come club hopping with me next weekend and we can put it to the test."

[divya-effendi]

Who: Divya x Open ( @vievecorcitystarters )

When: Post Halloween Event

Where: Forest Area in Chissob Hills

Divya Effendi was no stranger to pressure. She’d been under it’s mighty force ever since she took her first breath on this Earth, and today was no different. Although she owed that very pressure her gratitude for molding and forging her into the diamond that she was, at times it still left her defeated and craving even a moments’ peace. This is how the witch elder found herself in one of her favorite spots, tucked away far beyond any trail in the forest near a waterfall. She often came here when she needed to be alone, to think and practice her magic without any disturbance or distractions.

Sitting atop a large stone on the bank of the stream, Divya retreated to the inside of her mind, deep in meditation while she absorbed the suns rays for her solar magic. As she continued to channel her powers, letting the sound of moving water soothe her, she could feel the stress beginning to shed from her. It was then that she heard the crunching of footsteps, snapping her back to the present moment. Divya whirled around to see who had approached, trying her best to recover from being startled, “Didn’t anyone ever teach you it’s rude to sneak up on a lady?”

[makena-harris]

"Eh, I'm sure you already knew I was coming from a mile away, Divs," Makena grinned as she moved to take a seat next to her. The Dumisani witch loved being out in nature, something she had in common with Divya, leader of the Effendi coven and someone Makena considered both a friend and mentor even when they were of almost similar ages.

"Did anyone ever tell you that it could be dangerous out here all alone?" she teased because she knew that Divya could handle herself and so much more no matter the situation presented to her. "For a lady."

[elenaramirez]

"I'm afraid my current living conditions come with somewhat.. limited space. So unless you have like, a really tiny cactus that could potentially thrive in a bar or some other plant that won't shrivel up and die, if I forget to water it for a month straight, I don't think I'm ready to be a plant parent yet," Elena admitted with a wince. She would, however, more than happily drop by to visit Makena, if that was an option. "But if you ever find yourself in need for a good time, you should totally come by the bar I work at. It's called Shadow & Spirit. I could most certainly hook you up with some free drinks and I'm pretty handy with a cocktail shaker."

"A kiss, huh?" This she could do. Fingers stilling against Makena's skin, Elena confidently moved her hand to curl it around the crook of her elbow instead, applying just enough pressure to take advantage of the swiveling bar stools and turn Makena towards her. "I think you'll find I can be very convincing," she murmured as she leaned closer, fingers sliding into Makena's hair as she slanted their lips together. It was far from a chaste peck, as Elena made sure to employ both tongue and teeth to her advantage. Pulling back she stayed close enough to feel Makena's breath on her skin still. "What do you say? Worth a spoiler?"

[makena-harris]

"I have plants of all shapes and sizes. If a tiny cactus is what you're after than I will have one for you when you drop by," Makena grinned. "And it's a Claws & Effect guarantee that our plants will be the most difficult things to kill." The witch could not help using her sales voice when she was given that opening. She was very proud of her plants and how she had strengthened them all with her magic. The fact that they went home with regular humans as well did not phase her one bit because they always returned for more, thinking they had spectacular green thumbs of their own.

"I'll keep that in mind," she smiled, committing the name of Elena's bar to memory because she was definitely going to find some time to hit the place up in the future.

The kiss though was surprising. Makena had not expected Elena to be so bold as to turn her chair and move in, and the way the other woman's tongue soon slid against her had the witch making a very pleased noise. Her hand came up to Elena's waist as she pulled her closer, not wanting to let the kiss come to an end. "Oh, hell yeah..." Makena breathed, eyes half-lidded as she regarded Elena in a very different light. She looked so sweet but most certainly did not kiss the same way. "Are you the sort to dance the night away?" she asked and pulled Elena very close. "Because I'm starting to get some great ideas for where we can hit up."