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[firstlomidze]

She stops the moment they cross the door. She had heard the voices walking closer to the manor, a mix she never even expected to hear in her own home and she can feel the tension growing in her body, her own hold on Kore's hand tightening just a bit despite her attempts not to alert the witch of her growing anger. This could be no other's doing than her little sister's. Viktoria, in all her dealings with the council, never seemed even interested enough in vampires from others clans to even entertain the idea of bringing them home.

She catches sight of Çaska soon enough, and her eyes as hard as she pins her down, releasing her hold on Kore as she takes just one step closer to her sister. "Pray tell, dear sister, what are these... unwelcomed vampires doing in our house." Frankie of all vampires too, her sister might as well had invited the sister than Lana would had hated it even more. The ridiculous and exuberant french vampire did nothing but grate on her nerves. She wondered just how deep was Le Blanc's influence with the council that this girl had not been put down already for all her indiscretions.

She could hear someone else... and by the second heartbeat reaching her ears Lana knew it was a human. Seems like Viktoria did had a guest of her own... better the poor thing than this ridiculous party Çaska brought into their home in the midst of a hurricaine.

@caskalomidze @viktorialomidze @witchkore

[firstlomidze]

For: @witchkore

Where: kore's store

It's been a couple weeks since the Gala, the murder and everything in between. Since the ridiculous confrontation with her sister, with things adding up by the minute. Since she did the one thing she had promised not to and messed with the witch's mind. No matter how... seemingly harmless her compulsion had been. Lana knew she'd made a mistake since the moment she had stopped talking and Kore's free will had been twisted and bended until they did what she asked.

It was no surprise to her that the other had kept their distance, and she wondered if perhaps she had taken it as part of her compulsion or simply didn't wish to see her. Whatever the reason, Lana still stepped into the store in search for her, very much like their first interaction. The first Kore remembered at least.

She looked around at the jewlery and watches in display, noticing the front desk empty. It wouldn't be long for the witch to come tend to whoever entered, and the moment Lana caught their steps getting close, her eyes firmly on their frame as it came to view and the ghost of a heartbeat rushing up in her chest, she spoke. "You have been avoiding me."

[firstlomidze]

[ eat ] for your muse to offer mine food - kore

It was an interesting setting, and not much like what she's seen throughout the years... some witches liked a more spiritual ambiance for spells that might take more from them and the person they were working with. But she's seen them work, has marveled at their approach, and this was no different. She had been watching them for a while, sitting peacefully while they got everything ready. Patiently. Lana was in no rush to leave even when she wanted this done, and as the time ticked by, she only absentmindedly murmured. "Have you eaten, darling?." A teasing smile on her lips.

The glass on her hand was nearly empty, and she took the last sip before letting it on the table next to her, resting back against the couch she was resting on. "Let me order something for you, after all... you're going to need your strength for the spell." She pauses, eying the witch hungrily. "And what comes after."

/ @witchkore

[firstlomidze]

Where: KM Jewelry Repair When: After sundown For: @witchkore

She had been looking, for sometime now, a witch with the type of magic that would be useful to her. Divinations weren't always precise but they were a perfect way to prepare for what were to come. And Lana always liked to be prepared. But finding a witch that specialized on them wasn't easy, and finding one willing to have them in favor of a vampire (her, specifically) even less.

But her... Lana had heard enough to know there was a high chance of actually getting something out of this. The stories that brought her to this shop were enough to convince her that she's found the perfect little witch. A very twisted way to do the type of magic most witches relied on nature only. Lana could only smile as she walked into the shop. She had never had any problem getting blood on her hands.

She was young, the witch. But with all the time Lana's spent around in this world, anyone was young. And for some reason she couldn't match her with the stories she heard. The mess that was caused, the bodies that were left behind. But appearances could be deceiving and Lana had learnt to never underestimate people. And if what she heard was true, the girl might not even remember everything in detail. "Good evening Miss Matsui, or Kore? Whichever you prefer to have me use." She spoke as she looked around, at the small display of jewelry and watches, surprised by the quality and delicacy of each.

"I have a proposition for you... I know..." She paused, leaning down to look at a particular watch she presumed Hester would like. "You have been looking for a certain... something, to inspire your magic. I wish to help you obtain it... better even, I'd like to get it for you, as many times as you need." Straightening herself up, she turns to the other.