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Post by demikara on May 29, 2020 16:18:29 GMT -6
"That's good." He pierced the blood bag to sipped at it. "I tend to put my wards through serious abuse." He put his magic through serious abuse, or he did when he had the time. The more he used it, the better he got at it as far as he was concerned. The mage stood slowly, feeling drained. Definitely needed more than just the snack. It was late, but some clubs would be open. "I hate to kick everyone off after a draining ritual, at least without feeding you first, but I'm going to need more than this to eat and the clubs are only open so late." And he made an effort not to eat homeless people. They were often unbathed and strung out on something. He liked his meals clean.
"But I do have soup to go from Monmack's for everyone. It's a very hearty soup meant to replenish magic stores quickly." And if they didn't want it, more for him as far as he was concerned. Monmack was a local supplier of reagents and was Tyrus's preferred supplier overall. Not jsut because the dwarf made a delicious soup and fed him every time he visited. The soup was not technically for sale, but he had asked nicely and the dwarf had grumbled but given him ten large to go cups of soup. There was a warm roll to go with each cup as well.
The warming charm would keep everything nice and toasty and Tyrus was glad for it.
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Post by Circe on May 29, 2020 16:38:46 GMT -6
Xiaolian turned and shouted something over the other's conversations. "The mage says we can get lost!" She added laughing at some obvious inside joke between her and the rest of the group. Someone shouted something back in the same language, and she just shrugged as if she didn't care or didn't know. "Your offer is appreciated, but most of the group has other matters to attend to." Xiaolian added as the eight individuals began to make their way back towards the mirror. Once outside of the sphere of the influence of the wards they would go back to their respective homes, assignments, and businesses.
"That being said, I'll be taking my leave now Principe Eliodoro." Xiaolian stated before disappearing herself. It was only really just a quick hop across the property if she did it right, which given that she hadn't had to do much other than supervise was easy enough to manage.
"Say... you feeling up to dinner?" She asked a man as she after arriving moments later at the mirror. "I mean.. it won't be the same without an idiot wolf to snicker at, but hey?" Xiaolian suggested before the pair disappeared through the mirror.
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Post by demikara on May 29, 2020 16:42:54 GMT -6
"Don't call me-" And she was gone. He wasn't the principe on his property unless Grigore was here. This was his home and he tried to keep vampire business away from here when possible, especially since the court was no longer maintaining any of it. Whatever. They were gone now, which meant more soup for him. He'd have some before hitting up the club for a meal. Or two. Probably two, that was draining.
But the wards were up and he could feel the humming if he just reached out. He'd have to fix the boundary stones tomorrow, but that was a job for then. Now, he had a club to get to and a meal to catch. And a blood bag to hide, given how Grigore would react if he knew about the snack at all.
It was rude to jsut snack on someone when another person was present. Unless they were all vampires of course, but that was different. Everyone was eating then and they were eating the same meal.
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