When the waitress had gone, I leaned over the counter and swiped a bottle of vodka and ginn from underneath on one of the shelves and then leaned back in my seat, guzzling them in turn. "Good for you. I'm immune to any magic, aside from the most obvious coming from the most powerful of wizards and warlocs unless i'm in my shifted form." I told her, and she nodded. "You can crash at my place if you need somewhere to stay." I tell her, "No parents to kill you. I was abandoned as a kid, so I don't worry. Seriously, you try having your parents find a wolf pup in the crib."
To fly away on gossamer wings, sheer as night's reflective glow, I would could I cradle child hecate to my breast.
"Thanks." I said smiling at her. "I never got your name what is it?" I asked. "Katherine." She replied. "Nice to meet you I'm Donia." I said smiling. She nodded.
"You are without a doubt, the worst pirate I've ever heard of."
He nodded. "It's called Zeytheay. I'm living there now, in the country of Cerina. The Collective hasn't found me yet. The locals won't mind. They're pretty strange themselves."
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Your Donia O.o!!! Ok, then I'mSebastion from heaven's mutant children
"Donia!" I called, walking into the bar. "I honestly didn't expect to see you here! How have you been?" I asked my old sweetheart. Jasmine purred from outside, a call that everyone heard.
"Fantasy is a way of looking through the wrong end of the telescope."
"The writer who breeds more words than he needs is making a chore for the reader who reads!"
Katherine's grey eyes landed on the newcomer who'd just entered the pub. I wasn't usually the suspicious type but it didn't occur to me that he'd stopped by on chance. "I'm fine with a new .. planet, was it?" I asked him, and he nodded. I laughed but nodded, "Sure. We'll go there if we must, my place isn't too shabby but we could always go there if the .. planet ... get's too strange to deal with." I tell her, "Donia, really, it's you choice."
To fly away on gossamer wings, sheer as night's reflective glow, I would could I cradle child hecate to my breast.
I stared at Donia. She. Ignored. Me? Sure, she wasn't so happy the few days after our break up, but after that we were tight as glue. We agreed to break up because we weren't ready to live together. She had this dream of going to Paris, and I almost went to, until Grampa passed and I had to comfort Grams.
"Wings out in public? So unlike you." I asked. I saw a lady glare at me impatiently.
"Seb?" She asked, quietly. It's been only a year since 'school' let out, but she seriously didn't recognize me?
"Have I changed that much?" I asked. I gave her a side hug, before seeing the lady.
"I'm sorry. the name's Sebastion. and that," I said, as Jasmine grumbled outside, "Is my dragon, jasmine."
"Kathrine."
"And?" I asked, looking over at the man.
"Seres."
"As you've heard before, I'm Sebastion." I said, shaking his hand. Jasmine huffed impatiently outside; she hated being alone. I sighed at her.
"So, how have you been? In Paris?" I asked Donia.
"Fantasy is a way of looking through the wrong end of the telescope."
"The writer who breeds more words than he needs is making a chore for the reader who reads!"
" Cerina's strange only if you're not used to geeks," Seres told Katherine, "they have this technology rivalry going on with Alistiera, so sometimes they get a little over zealous." Seres ignored the rumbling from outside. The bartender came back with his drink, set it in front of him and turned to the newcomer. " What'dya want?" Seres ignored the dialogue and turned back to his drink. The pain was back. He grimaced and grasped his left wrist. The magical energy was becoming more concentrated in the pub. He gulped the drink down and set the glass down. The pain faded back to the edges of his soul, lurking there ready to strike.
Donia I looked down. "I couldn't raise enough money I had to go back home." I said quietly. "Oh my god what did they do?" Seb asked. I shook my head. "Just forced me to be blessed multiple times and have to go through several exorcisoms. They tried to kill me again this time they slipped arsenic in my drink not the first time they've tried it. I packed everything I had and moved out." I said calmly. Seeing Seb stirred up old pains and memories every hug and kiss we had exchanged played itself in front of my eyes making me mentally scream as loud as I could feeling the pain again. "So how have you been?" I asked quietly.
"You are without a doubt, the worst pirate I've ever heard of."
I turned from the wisened couple who'd so obviously broken up and tipped back the bottle of ginn and swallowed, my large ears angling backwards towards their conversation. "I've been good." I heard the boy speak, before I turned and sighed. "I'm so sorry to interrupt this heartfelt reuniting, but, Donia, you've got a choice to make. Because, otherwise, I've got to run. Literally, I can already smell them from here. If you'd like me to stay, we have to leave." I told her, "Those goddamned lecherous slave traders! How do they keep finding me?" I muttered angrily, then look up at Donia and Sebastian, waiting for an answer.
To fly away on gossamer wings, sheer as night's reflective glow, I would could I cradle child hecate to my breast.
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