#thread; andy

[normallyxstranger]

"You look like you've had a rough day." Felt like it too. Andy could sense such things.

With a soft smile, she placed the cup of tea on the table, along with a small tray with sugar, honey, cream... and a bottle of Jameson whiskey.

"In case the tea's not enough."

[normallyxstranger1]

@mostlydamned

Intuition was a hell of a thing—amazing, life-saving. And it was also an annoying fucker. Frustrating at its best, and maddening at its worst. Andy definitely felt the latter. A vision here, a gut feeling there, and weird dreams all around but nothing to give it substance. Just a few images and a name and a place didn’t stretch very far.

Andy and this Maya person would just have to figure it out. 

But first, she needed to find her. A name and a place, but not a face? What was she supposed to do? Go around asking “Hey, is your name Maya?” until she hit the jackpot?

Well, it couldn’t hurt, could it? People would look at her weirdly or curse her out, so what? Direct, to the point... it was a no-brainer.

Asking is just what Andy did, picking out the closest person to her. “Are you Maya?”

[normallyxstrange]

@rainbcwpetals​ | verse; untitled | title; last customer of the night (Andy & Penelope) | from a starter call

     For a weekday evening, Embers & Ashes was pretty slow. Well, completely dead might’ve been more accurate. It had been forty-five minutes since the last customer and Andy contemplated closing up early. It wouldn’t hurt any to do so, but that tight feeling in her stomach warned her not to—and she knew better than to ignore any intuition. So the magic shop remained open and the witch waited.

     Soft rock music played from the old CD player behind the glass counter. She stood close by, hips swaying back and forth to the beat. She occupied herself with inventory records, one of the more boring tasks of shop management. When the bell above the door chimed, she muttered “Finally” and pushed the papers away from her. 

     “You’re the last customer of the night,” she told the woman who entered, affixing a genuine smile to her face. “I’ve already decided. So, what do you need?” Because with most instances of her intuition, there was a need, and it was often better to cut right to the heart of it.

[normallyxstranger]

“You’re not… how I thought you’d be.” //for Andy from Rowan

First Impressions sentence starters // @gentle-hearted

"Ha, yeah," she said, her laugh throaty. It honestly wasn't the first time Andy had heard that. "I'm great at not being what people expect," she went on, vague amusement in her voice and a little smile to match.

She took a long second to take him in, her eyebrows lifting as she looked him over.

Hmm. Not bad at all.

Andy's smile grew a bit and she shrugged. "I'm not your average witch," she answered, hand on her hip, hardly modest.

[normallyxstranger]

Andy tried not to let her frayed nerves show, but it was difficult with her on-again-off-again-sometimes boyfriend hovering nearby. Dylan must've woken up in the mood to pester because he was doing that and then some.

With a toss of her red hair, Andy did her best to ignore him. "Just pretend he's not even there," she said to her customer.

"Ha!" The soultaker interjected, grinning broadly. He hopped up to sit on the counter, pushing aside Embers & Ashes merchandise as he did. Oh, he loved getting under her skin... the customer's too, if he could manage it. "You can try."

Andy took in a deep breath, counted, then exhaled. She didn't spare Dylan a single glance, but smiled at the customer. "So. How can I help you?"

[normallyxstranger]

☺ — [Ayesha] arrives at [Andy’s] home (or shop, wherever) with freshly baked bread

fall / autumn / halloween themed prompts // accepting // @mindxthief

It was late in the afternoon, one of the slower days at Embers & Ashes. Andy was again considering closing an hour early so she could head to the grocery store for more cat food for the beasts waiting on her at home. The radio behind the counter had its volume up, Bon Jovi's "Living on a Prayer" playing. Andy sang along as she went for the broom for a final sweep up.

Oh, should probably turn the sign around, she thought. She brought up her hand to telekinetically do so, when she saw Ayesha step in through the door, bells ringing merrily.

"Hey, you. Wasn't expecting you today." They had a tentative schedule now, where Andy worked with her on controlling her abilities. "Or did I forget?" Either way, the sign flipped over and the door locked. She turned down the radio. Embers & Ashes was officially closed for the day.

Then she saw Ayesha carried something and it smelled heavenly. Immediately, Andy's smile grew wider. "Did you bring me a food present?"

[normallyxstranger]

"Where are you off to looking so pretty?" @ Andy

Domestic Sentences, Vol. 4 // @mindxthief

The second she heard the word pretty, her mouth twisted into a little smirk. "Do you really think so?" The words were meant to be humble, or some facsimile of humble, but Andy's tone and smile said otherwise. She was pretty and she knew it.

Of course, Andy had to tease. "I was going for sexy beyond all reason, but I'll take pretty."

She shrugged a little, which made her curled hair fall over her bare shoulder. "There's an event tonight at the Kindheart Coven. Mom insists I need to be there." She rolled her eyes, stuck out her tongue to express her displeasure at that, but a smile soon brightened her face. "I get to play dress-up for a couple of hours and drink at an open bar so I don't mind it too much."

She smoothed the front of the soft-blue maxi dress, adjusted the flowing skirt. Andy looked down, then brought her gaze back to Ayesha. The smile she gave her was a little more subdued as she considered her.

"You know, if this thing was a plus-one event, I'd ask you to be my date in a heartbeat."

[normallyxstranger]

❛  my first instinct is to protect you, no matter the cost.  ❜ Nilza & Andy

𝑷𝑰𝑵𝑰𝑵𝑮 / 𝒀𝑬𝑨𝑹𝑵𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺. // @southern-belle-outcasts

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Andy's laugh held an edge as rough as sandpaper, sharper than her fangs. "You may have had the instinct to protect me, but I never needed your protection."

Besides, that was a lifetime ago. Or Andy's, at least.

Her bloodied mouth moved to a grin. "What's your instinct now? Still wanna protect me?"