Apr 6, 2017
“ oh -- uh i hate to bug you, but do you where i could LIVE ? my parents sort of threw me out of my door. “ an anxous grin quirked at the corners of her lips, blinking in a short succession. “ i’m LOST. “
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“ oh -- uh i hate to bug you, but do you where i could LIVE ? my parents sort of threw me out of my door. “ an anxous grin quirked at the corners of her lips, blinking in a short succession. “ i’m LOST. “
“ oh sorry about this, but we’re CLOSING down for the evening. rob must have forgotten to lock up. “ brows knit together as shoulders pull close as a timid smile curled upon her warm olive features. “ i would be happy to get you a drink to go, on the house ?? “
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Once she had finally accepted that sleep would not come to her easy that night, that she should just act on the thing she was certain of at this point, Amelia pulled on some jeans, tied on her boots, remembered her grimoire and her messenger bag, and escaped the asphyxiation of loneliness.
She could go back to the precinct of course, but she’d promised her team she would try to at least get some sleep.
There was a line for the darts at the bar so she picked out a table in the back, a little secluded and to herself. Idle hands didn’t suit her well. Idle hands and Amelia were how things were invented ( how things got set on fire. ) The coasters caught her attention, and Amelia leaned over to grab a stack of them, pulling a pen from her bag as she did so. She considered the rune she’d been focusing on earlier that day and her pen instinctually drew it on the coaster. She drew it over and over in the way teenage girls supposedly drew the name of their crushes in their diaries, all sweet and hopeful. Poor descriptors for the woman she was now.
This was an easy enough magical experiment on her part. She wanted to teleport her whiskey to the other side of the room. She wondered if she could make it happen with just a bit of magic; a scribbled rune placed here and a scribbled rune placed there - make it a pathway, right? Try and create some sort of loop so that her drink traveled back and forth, continuously. Could be entertaining, yeah? Her own magic had been wonky as of late, but she tried not to worry about that too much.
The shadow that fell across her handiwork caused the witch to look up. Again, technically she was off duty, but her badge still sat on her hip. She raised an eyebrow at the sight, a clear ‘Can I help you?’
“ hi there, welcome to pop in ! my name is elora and i’ll taking care of you tonight. could i start you off with one of our delicious on tap beers including blue moon, watermelon leinenkugel, or one of our domestics ? “ a crease forms over her forhead as lips curl themselves in a soft smile. in hand is a small notepad and a pen pressed to the paper, idly awaiting an answer.