#dissolvedshadows: caleb

[jadedembers-moved]

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“demons... i thought i’d seen it all, vampires, werewolves, doppelgangers, but now you're telling me there’s demons. this is a lot.”

[artificiallyimplantedmemories]

@dissolvedshadows asked:[ Pretoogjes ] (Dutch) - Lit. ‘fun eyes’; the twinkling eyes of someone engaging in benign mischief or fun. // from caleb cuz he's always up to something lol

meme: Untranslatable Starters (continuable)

     Natasha has a pretty strong sense of situational awareness. Yes, it’s occasionally failed her in the past, but she’s plenty vigilant, especially when she’s on a mission. In her day to day life, when she’s in a public space, she’s aware that she may still be under threat. After all, most people who know she exists kind of want her dead. 

     She’s okay with that, of course. The people who know of her are usually not the kind of people that she wants to survive either. 

     It’s unusual that her vigilance does much more than help her avoid crashing into people, avoid falling objects, etc. on a normal basis, but every once in a while she catches a glint of malevolence in someone’s eye and it lets her find a new person to go beat up. 

     This one though? This one is pure mischief. 

     Out of curiosity, she tails the guy at a distance, far enough away and very much a part of the crowd, so that she doesn’t attract attention. They arrive at a crossroads, and suddenly he vanishes. Smoke pours out of nowhere, alarming people and making them back away, and Natasha’s forehead wrinkles in confusion. What on Earth? (And also how did he do that? She wants to try!)

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She wasn’t sure if she liked being called ‘fascinating’, not in the way he phrased it anyway. It being more about what she was than who she was. Like she was just some subject under a magnifying glass. But she was stuck in the elevator with him anyway. Might as well talk. “Yeah, yes. Magic takes all forms of sacrifice, whether it’s your own or someone else’s. The bigger the sacrifice, the more magic. Most of the time, anyway.” It was a vague way to allude to how she managed to get so much power. 

Bonnie rotated her shoulder, then leaned against the wall, sinking till she was sitting against it, her legs crossed. “Got anymore weird and way too personal questions?”