#interaction:quincy

[hyetia]

Quincy had been making his rounds to check in on his siblings whether they wanted him to or not. It was odd for them to all be in one place for so long without someone trying to kill another. He had already broken into Romeo’s apartment and was debating breaking into his next target’s as well although she may not take it as well as Romeo did. But that never stopped him before. This time he wouldn’t come through the front door though. That was too predictable. He needed to mix it up. 

As he approached his sister's living arrangement a flicker of light reflected off one of her building’s windows giving him an idea. “Perfect.” Quincy climbed in through her window and began sneaking around her house hoping to catch her off guard. 

[hyetia]

"O Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou Romeo? Deny thy father and refuse thy name. Or if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love. And I’ll no longer be a Capulet.” Quincy called out as he let himself into his brother’s place. Quincy had a knack for lockpicking and whatever lock he couldn’t pick telekinesis usually did the trick. He scanned the area as he walked around calling once more. “O Romeo! Come out come out whatever you are.” @dxvinechaos​

[hyetia]

Quincy let out a loud yawn. He hadn’t slept at all last night. His clients had kept him up all night and by the time he had gotten ready to leave the Chateau the sun had begun to rise. Humans were always searching for something more in their life and that often lead to great amounts of envy towards one another. Quincy flourished in environments of envy and chaos which was why the Chateau was a perfect place for him. It also helped that he liked the owner.  As he walked out a sudden burst of sunlight temporarily blinded him causing him to stop in the middle of the road. “Fucking sun.” he murmured not paying attention to the morning traffic. @gldcnsins​

[hyetia]

That was a boring shift Quincy thought as he left the Chateau. He wasn’t able to play with anybody in particular’s emotions tonight. Their main feeling was one of lust which was understandable being where he worked. Still Quincy had been hoping for some fun, but the night was still young. As he made his way down the street he felt a familiar tug. He followed it until he came upon a crowd of people. “What’s going on?” he asked the one next to him. @babyboy-alby​