Hail be to they of the Forest Gentry

[wordoftheroses]

Her heels click on the pavement as she walks, quick short sounds that she rather likes. She’s heading out before the dawn breaks, before the sun rises and leaves her tired. The club closed up well enough on it’s own and she expected Maxwell and the girls to be able to handle themselves. If she was wrong in her assumptions, it wasn’t her problem

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[destroytheother]

Whether aurora is following Josef or the woman beside her, it's still an interesting study. He doesn't pay much notice to it until they're at a stop sign, about to cross the street.

It's easy to spot she's a Wanderer, being the demon that he is, but something tells him that she's more than Wanderer. It's intriguing in its own right. He looks down at his cell phone, sending one of his co-workers a text message.

His eyes slide toward the woman, drawn by the red hair, and the curiosity lingers.

"Okay. I'll bite. What, exactly, are you doing?"

[wordoftheroses]

She turns to him, the picture of innocence. "Me? I'm not doing anything, sir? What are you doing?"

She leans in, papering at him closely with curious eyes. Something tingles in the back of her mind, the same part of her that alters her to those who aren't moral and he gets looked at a little more closely.

"Where are we." Her tone has turned a little more stern and her eyes narrow. "What city?"