Closed Starter for @nataliyapetkova
Where: The Conclave
The betrayal in the hunter’s eyes shot to Thera’s core. Nataliya Petkova had been a loyal customer and in some moments, Thera might have called them friends. But as she stood in her small storefront in Saranda, Thera could feel none of that friendship. What have Nataliya expected, yes Thera worked for the Brotherhood but the Wendells were known for working with all supernaturals. Maybe it took seeing the vampire leave Thera’s store for it to click. But either way the storm of hurt in that woman’s eyes were the last thing Thera Wendell thought she would see of her old colleague.
Stunned isn’t the right word as Thera’s eyes snag on a familiar head of brown hair. What was Nataliya Petkova doing here? In a highly mixed supernatural event. What was she doing here, looking so calm?
It isn’t an entirely conscious choice that brings Thera over to her old acquaintance, she’s grown so used to seeing familiar faces appear out of nowhere, used to being that face herself. But Nat being here makes little to no sense. When she’s brought face to face with the huntress, the final confirmation needed that it is indeed her, it takes everything within Thera to pick her jaw up off the floor.
“Nat?” she stutters. “What are you doing here?”
She doesn’t bother to reintroduce herself. She has faith enough that Nataliya wouldn’t have forgotten her. But how she would react to seeing a witch she had once called a traitor, Thera had no idea.
