» ㅤantique shop。

A small smile appeared on his thin lips, he was a bit relief knowing that she had heard about whitelighters. It could only mean one thing, she came from a long line of a magical family. Good, make things easier then. He walked slowly surrounding her, his green eyes kept his undivided attention to the petite woman in front of him. It's almost predatory like, if only he didn't mention that he was a whitelighter. "Well, basically all my powers are to protect you, guard you, and even maybe guide you" he said as he finally looked away from her and pretended to look at the unique things inside the shop "If you need me, you can just call my name, and I will come to you" He knew that sounded too weird, but hey that's how it worked "One of my power is sensing, and it's only applicable for you. Means I can sense where you are and whether you're in danger or not"

@stephen j。ᵍᵘᵃʳᵈᶦᵃⁿˢ She had no idea who this guy was but he was definitely a supernatural being, she could see his aura. It was ethereal. She then heard him speak. Her body language was a bit less tense after she heard him say that he was a guardian. Her parents had told her about guardians, but she never thought she would actually get one. "Well... this is unexpected." Lucy said as she took a step away from the bookshelf. "I-I'm fine. I'm Lucy. Lucy Boynton. Just call me Lucy. I've heard of whitelighters... my family taught me about them. I just never thought I'd ever ing get one." Lucy said nonchalantly as she looked at him. "You... do look quite scary but I don't mind, it's pretty cool." She said with a shrug. "So, I know what you are but... what are you supposed to do for me? Or... what do you do?" Lucy asked as she crossed her arms under her chest and cocked her head to the side with a questioning gaze on her face.

@lucy b。ʷᶦᵗᶜʰʸˡᵘᶜʸ "Whoa whoa whoa! Easy!" The Elders wasn't kidding when they said sometimes witches can be pretty jumpy in the presence of whitelighters, and apparently so was his witch. "Are you okay?" he asked her in genuine concern, but at the same time he didn't want to get to close to her, since he didn't know whether she would attack him or not. "Hi, I'm Stephen" he tried to introduced himself. "I don't know if you heard of me yet, but I'm your whitelighter, uhm....your guardian?" he took a step forward as if the previous statement would be able to calm her down. He caught their reflection in one of the antiques mirror and he kinda understand why she looked surprised and terrified (?). He looked intimidating especially with his huge built and tattoos, while the woman looked very small compare to him.

@stephen j。ᵍᵘᵃʳᵈᶦᵃⁿˢ Lucy was humming as she dusted the antiques shop from her desk. The shop had no customers and she was alone in the huge shop. Since she's a witch she controlled the feather duster from afar with just a twitch of her index finger. She sighed as she looked at her reflection in the 18th Century French vase on the desk. Today had been quite boring, the shop wasn't really getting a lot of business and Lucy sometimes found herself taking hour long lunch breaks due to the lack of business. "Bloody hell..." She said under her breath with her British accent prominent in her voice. Then, as if on some sort of eerie cue, a handsome guy with a bright white light aura around him appeared right in front of her. "Holy !" She screamed as she jumped when he appeared and almost fell into the shelf full of antique books that was behind her. "Who the bloody are you!?" She yelled as she held onto the antique bookshelf behind her.

@lucy b。ʷᶦᵗᶜʰʸˡᵘᶜʸ Finally. After years of waiting, Stephen finally assigned to have charges. He was feeling all excited yet nervous at the same time, a small part of him was worry that he might accidentally let his charges died by a demon attack or simple accident, after all this would be his first charges. Oh well, finger cross. The Elders had told him everything about his witch, name and all that . They told him that she might not know about the existencies of whitelighters so he had to reveal himself slowly so she could adjust. But hey, when did Stephan actually remember to follow the rule? Thinking that it would be much faster and convinient to just show up and meet her, he used his orbing power and teleport to the witch's place. "Hi!" he greeted as he appeared in front of the woman.

@chaeyoung p。ʳᵒˢᶦᵉʳᵉᵈ *So i head inside and hold the door open for my friend, and start looking around* ooh look there's an antique doll house over here.

*So i head inside and hold the door open for my friend, and start looking around* ooh look there's an antique doll house over here.

@yewon k。ˢⁿᵒʷᶜˡᵒᵘᵈᵈʳᵉᵃᵐᵉʳ its going good and this place looks cool! i said as i wave to u!

@chaeyoung p。ʳᵒˢᶦᵉʳᵉᵈ *I reply back* okay cool I'm wearing this *i then send a picture of my outfit https://imgur.com/EOmVdku. and shortly after that I see you walking over and wave* ooh hey there, Chaeyoung, hows it going? this looks like an interesting place.

@yewon k。ˢⁿᵒʷᶜˡᵒᵘᵈᵈʳᵉᵃᵐᵉʳ *i am wearing this https://i.pinimg.com/564x/3a/93/d2/3a93d2e2fd0152c22bb3bc896ce419c3.jpg*

I got the message and text you back with "ok! i cant wait to see u too!" with a happy emoji. i then walk to the door to meet up with u

@chaeyoung p。ʳᵒˢᶦᵉʳᵉᵈ *she's wearing a sakura print dress and a pink sweater, along with her usual flats and purse as she gets off the buss, and after a little bit of looking she found the entrance to the antique shop. so she pulls out her phone and sends her a message. "Hey I made to to the shop, I'm right by the door, can't wait to meet you"

@yeeun j。ʲᵃⁿᵍʸᵉᵉᵘⁿ “right,” the wizard sighed, a hand running through his locks in pure exasperation as he glanced at yeeun from the corner of his eye. he had set himself up for failure then, hadn’t he? but not just him, the flugel as well. splendid. donghae groaned, head dropping down into the palms of his hands, this wasn’t going the way he planned. besides, he hated losing. particularly not when the wellbeing of other people was involved.

“ask someone to help?” and as soon as his woes took over him, they disappeared, and a smile bloomed upon his features, “yoona had offered, do you think she’d be willing to get the two finishing pieces? because that would solve pretty much all our problems. should we ask again?”

donghae had already reached for his phone, his finger hovering over yoona’s name on his contact list, but his eyes flickered up to yeeun’s, awaiting her confirmation.

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@donghae l。ˡᵉᵉᵈᵒⁿᵍʰᵃᵉ yeeun blinked, stared at donghae for a few seconds, before she averted her gaze, folding her legs upwards as she floated in her place. she shifted to the other side, choosing to face the walls. "i'm afraid those two can't be found within town," she said. having been here for too many lifetimes for others already, she knew this town like the back of her hand, knew it just as well as she did avant heim, and those two simply weren't within town.

"it's impossible for me to look for them, even if i'm trying," she continued on, covering with the back of her hand as she yawned. "i can't leave magnolia springs." she supposed everyone should know her being unable to leave magnolia springs, but at the same time, she wouldn't want to bother explaining why. she had already gotten tired of the one who was too persistent in asking, and she found no need to entertain such questions.

"we're left with no choice but to find someone else to help with this, though the ones unnaffected seem to be the ones who aren't likely to come forward on their own."

@yeeun j。ʲᵃⁿᵍʸᵉᵉᵘⁿ donghae nodded in absent minded confirmation, his own gaze now running down the ingredients minnie was in possession of, marking of needed components of the cure he would have to cook up. he groaned softly when he came to not one but two glaring holes that he would need to make this reverse the impacts of the passion-driven potion.

“okay, the good news is from what i see we’re only in absence of two parts,” he rubbed the back of his nape then, sighing, “the bad news is that those two parts are none too common or easy to retrieve.”

“we’ll need moonstone and the petals of a niphredil,” the wizard shot the flugel a curious, rather hopeful look, “if i were to describe places of where you can find them, would you be able to? i’d join but the potion must be monitored so that it is both hot and cold.”

“they’re finishing touches,” he added on, “mixed in at the one hundredth minute of it stewing, so it would be faster if i began while you found what we needed.”

@donghae l。ˡᵉᵉᵈᵒⁿᵍʰᵃᵉ yeeun felt the slightest bit of disappointment when donghae wasn't as surprised as she was expecting, but that was beside the point. she nodded at his words, before she moved to the side, head tilted to look at the cauldron behind him. while she'd already had her turn inspecting it earlier, it could have had changed after, but there seemed to be nothing new. "a potion of passion, huh..." now that was yet again another one of emotions she hadn't felt in the longest of times (and she didn't think she'd ever felt it before).

"i'd like to say i can get us the ingredients we need," she said, "but i'm stuck here, unfortunately."

well, as a flugel, it was easy for her to literally get anywhere she wished, so long as she'd seen it, whether through pictures or in person. it was part of why they could easily bring down bases, even the most defensive ones.

"are some of those ingredients not available in here?" she asked, blinking as her eyes flickered to his figure. "if not, then i suppose one of us have to go run some errands for this."

@yeeun j。ʲᵃⁿᵍʸᵉᵉᵘⁿ it was odd really, he had never seen a potion that incapacitated a town temporarily, more often than not potions that were like this were meant for the long term. but of course, this was an accident at the end of the day. donghae did find himself enraptured nevertheless, a small, almost praising smile seeming to light up his features, if executed properly, it could have been extremely powerful. he was halfway convinced to take up one of those vials decorating minnie’s wall and fill it up to take home and study.

those thoughts were interrupted by the sound of yeeun’s voice, jerking him back to the present: they had more important things to deal with.

“yes, i did,” donghae straightened up, turning to face the flugel, “i may be able to concoct some sort of cure. but chances of the cure working are rare.”

“it’s a potion of passion, which means that it’s extremely variable to the conditions around it,” he sighed, “the higher tensions get, the higher chances it has on lasting, particularly because minnie was not able to contain the outburst. meanwhile, the aforementioned cure requires ingredients of a certain type, which is why it rarely works.”

(oof issok beb, we can keep this thread short, it's only going to be temporary anyways uwu)

@donghae l。ˡᵉᵉᵈᵒⁿᵍʰᵃᵉ yeeun was soaring through the skies, wings outstretched as she took note of the faint pink smoke blending in with the atmosphere. it was barely noticeable by untrained eyes, but to her, it was crystal clear. so the potion had spread that quickly, huh, she thought to herself, before her phone rang. raising an eyebrow, she quickly answered it. without being given a chance to speak, the man on the other line spoke. her eyebrows moved up in slight surprise when donghae ended the call just like that, but she exhaled softly.

that was only natural. this potion proved to be quite dangerous, especially from what they'd both seen from the chatroom.

she slid her phone back into the pockets of her skirt, and she raised a hand, purple pupils narrowing, before she clicked her fingers, a loud, satisfying sound echoing in the quiet skies. in the next moment, she was floating behind the man's back, who seemed a little too focused on the potion in front of them. she had already inspected the said potion, but unfortunately, her expertise lied with battles and wars, not things such as this one.

moving closer to the man, feet not even touching the ground as her wings folded behind her, she stopped just when her head was over donghae's shoulders. then she spoke, "did you find anything new?"

[] sw eats this is short but i hope its ok!

@yeeun j。ʲᵃⁿᵍʸᵉᵉᵘⁿ donghae drew in a deep breath, cracking his knuckles before he entered the quaint little shop, his immediately scanning the premises. his natural pull to magic drew him into the place it all began, he clucked his tongue in disapproval. this is why potion making was considered an exact science, because the results otherwise could be catastrophic. of course, the wizard had seen worse in his day. he pulled out his phone, jabbing in yen’s number hastily, barely offering her a greeting as he spoke, “i’m here. where are you? have you been able to locate minnie?”

he dragged a finger across the residual, vividly red potion that was left at the bottom of the cauldron, rubbing his fingers together as he smelt it, a knowing yet very concerned look painting itself upon his features as he muttered to the other still on the call, “it may be worse than we thought. make it here as soon as you can.”

the half-blood cut the line with that, the male choosing instead (and rightfully so) to focus entirely on the potion staining his fingers pink, eyebrows scrunching together as he let out a thoughtful hum, eyes shifting to the cauldron again.

(it's a little bad oof sorry)

@minnie y。ᵐⁱⁿˣⁿⁱᵉ the noble vampiress in shuhua wanted to reject minnie — the kind witch's care and concern for the shinso princess. shuhua knew, of course, that the mortal meant well, but inner shuhua did not like being on the receiving end of kindness, often mistook it for pity and charity. and obviously, the prideful vampire did not take lightly of it. so it was at small moments like this, that outer shuhua was thankful that she could use this as a chance to teach the inner her what kindness was and how it was different fron mercy. as far as she knew, inner shuhua never had any friends — apart from daehyun, whom the vampiress considered... not exactly a friend, but not an acquaintance either.

or perhaps it was just because of the inner shuhua's refusal to let her guard down even just a little bit. either way, shuhua was definitely going to teach the girl trapped inside her rosary a lesson about friends and comrades.

shuhua let out a sigh. minnie was simply too kind for her own good. what if shuhua drank more than she should have? what if she the witch dry? of course, minnie would be able to defend herself against the sealed vampire, but what if it was her true self? she gripped minnie's hand back, and she met the girl's gaze. "i know you trust me but... i can't just keep on drinking from you, you know?" it felt like she was taking advantage of the other's kindness, and she did not like it. "i appreciate the thought but..." she bit her lower lip, and her eyes flickered to minnie's slender neck. she had always thought that the witch had a pretty neck, and as a vampire, it would be stranger if she said she did not want to bite it, wouldn't it? but still — she never said that out loud. that was still weird.

@shuhua y。ˢʰᵘʷᵘ it concerned minnie sometimes on how absentminded shuhua would get, especially when it was something as important as her own lifestyle. the girl she had become familiar with was too delicate and needed to be taken care of, so it was only natural for her to worry when she was not near for her to watch over. despite the soft mumbling, she could hear her fine having grown to the gentle tone the vampiress would speak in. "you need to drink and take care of yourself first, shu. how can you work if you become weak?"

the dark-haired witch jumped at the abrupt reaction, clearly startled by her refusal. she rose, her hands reaching for shuhua's pale hands and enclosing around the cold span. "wha — why not? you have always drank from me. what's wrong?" she queried, taken aback by the turn of events. never had she refused her blood before. it saddened her as she wanted to merely help her friend, though it seemed something was holding her back. even if minnie had known her for so long, there was still so much she didn't know about her. she would wait, though, for the vampiress to tell her all there is to know about her past. "you won't hurt me. i know you won't," she spoke in a reassuring hush, gazing into the shorter girl's eyes calmly.

@minnie y。ᵐⁱⁿˣⁿⁱᵉ It was only when the feather duster flew into the shopkeeper’s hand that Yanjun noticed it had been levitating in the first place. Blinking in surprise, he returned her smile, a little bemused. Somehow, all this time, it had never occurred to him that the antique shop was run by a witch--although it made perfect sense, really. The presence of a feather duster would normally make him wary, but the witch must have placed a spell on it to gather the dust, or it wouldn’t have ended pleasantly for him. He was thankful for that.

“Thank you,” he answered, eyes following the easy flick of her hand before shifting to the book floating towards them. Nodding thoughtfully at the witch’s explanation, Yanjun carefully opened the book--it must also have had a dust repelling spell on it, thankfully, since his lungs didn’t instantly rebel. The text was faded with age, but from what he could see at a glance, the table of contents listed a few promising-looking items. Flipping to one of the recipes, he skimmed it quickly. Most of the jargon was beyond him, but it did look to be a healing potion, though what it specifically healed was lost somewhere in the technical terms.

A thought occurring to him, Yanjun glanced up at the shopkeeper with a tentative smile. “You’re a witch, right? I don’t know much about the craft, but from what I can tell the book has a few recipes on healing potions. Would you be able to explain what some of them specifically target? Like whether they’re used for injuries, or illnesses, or something else. Just an overview is fine, you don’t have to go into detail about each recipe. I’d appreciate it.”

@minnie y。ᵐⁱⁿˣⁿⁱᵉ shuhua fidgeted with her fingers, poking the tips of her forefingers against each other. "well... i was busy... and it slipped out of my mind... because i was too focused on my duties... that i didn't remember... to drink at all..." she was mumbling, and her words were barely understandable with the volume of her voice and tone. the inner shuhua had been getting frustrated with the outer one's current condition and antics — and outer shuhua's reluctance to drink directly from someone else. whether it be a human or another supernatural being, shuhua would always hesitate in taking blood from someone else,

which was why when minnie once again offered her neck for shuhua to take, shuhua's immediate answer was to shake her head. hands rising up to stop the moon witch, she spoke, "no! no — i can't drink from you anymore." it was not the first time minnie had offered her blood, and it would definitely not be the first time shuhua had drunk from her if she ever did today, but guilt always rose up to shuhua's throat whenever she fed. she was taking someone's life force, and if she was not careful, she would be able to kill them — not even the inner shuhua tainted her hands with the blood of those who did nothing to her.

@shuhua y。ˢʰᵘʷᵘ the answer was quite apparent already, even before shuhua answered in her soft tone. a small pout settled on minnie's lips, turning fully to face her. "no wonder. of course you are as pretty as ever, but you don't look so well. why haven't you?" she was well aware that because of the rosary, the vampiress was prone to getting a little more weaker than most others if she missed out on feeding. although she was much older than herself, the moon witch had the urge to protect her, for her friend was so delicate to her in this state. however it was no news to her that she was very capable of protecting herself once the rosary was off, thought it could prove to be disastrous based on what she heard shuhua's powers were capable of.

"alright, then why don't you feed on me? i won't let you go on another moment without it." once again, she pushed her hair aside and angled her neck towards her. it wasn't the first time shuhua had drunk her blood, and she trusted her friend deeply. it would make her feel a little faint and weak after the feeding was over, but she already had a remedy for that nearby so it wasn't a concern for her.

@minnie y。ᵐⁱⁿˣⁿⁱᵉ minnie's warmth immediately enveloped shuhua's icy skin the moment the former's slender limbs wrapped around the shorter girl's figure. shuhua let her back sink onto the couch once they sat there, leaning her head back as she let out a soft exhale. it was quite strange for her to have mannerisms too similar to humans — an example would be her sighs. vampires did not need oxygen to live, which would eliminate asphyxiation as one of the causes of their deaths. perhaps it was a result of having lived with humans for too long, but it was something she could not change about herself even if she had wanted to.

she turned to face minnie at the witch's inquiry, before she let a nervous laugh out of her lips. "i... ah... well..." the truth was, she had not drunk anything for the past two days, this day included, and it was not because she was refusing to do so. it was simply because sometimes she would... forget. yes, it was quite a stupid thing to do to forget one of her necessities, but work had been quite tough often times that she would neglect feeding herself. her shoulders slumped in defeat, and she forced a smile onto her lips in apologetic manner. "i didn't drink today..."

@shuhua y。ˢʰᵘʷᵘ upon the around of the gentle thuds on her door and the soft call of her name, minnie knew her vampiress friend had arrived. a smile curved up her lips, one that was reserved just for those she held close to her heart. immediately, she stood up and moved to open the door, coming to a stop once she realized shuhua had no trouble in doing it herself.

"shuhua! did you make it here all right?" she queried, rushing towards her friend before enveloping her arms around the shorter warmly.

once she pulled away, the young witch gently took her friend's hand and led them both towards the couch. her eyes rested on the rosary momentarily before glancing at the books piled on the table. the power of the rosary was too strong for her spells to break through to it, but maybe, just maybe she could do the littlest something about it. but her eyes landed on shuhua's face, and her eyebrows furrowed in together at the sight of the weakness in her eyes. "i hope we can make some progress today — but first...you look weak today, shu. did you drink any blood today?" minnie inquired, dark eyes searching her features.

@minnie y。ᵐⁱⁿˣⁿⁱᵉ the vampiress had been incredibly desperate. shuhua was a being with a complicated situation. while it might not be as severe as the others would think, to shuhua — both the inner and the outer personalities — the cross on her chest was a weakness, almost like a limiter of sorts. but only this limiter was not something that she could remove at will. it was said that it was to control the monstrous power that she held, rivaling even some of the gods that might have lived in the town, and so her mother had thought it would be best if she were to seal this power away — simultaneously forcing her daughter to... live on inside the red orb that glinted inside the rosary.

shuhua had never been the one to chase for love — had never thought she would have the time for it in the first place, but she found herself joining the application, imperial, in hopes to find 'true love,' if it even existed for her, anyway. most people she had seen so far, the ones she had opened her heart to, seemed to find ways of betraying her in more cases than one.

so she put on her hopes on the moon witch, trying to believe that minnie would be able to find a way to reverse the rosary without the use of true love. she took a deep breath — to calm herself, a habit she had gotten from the humans even if she had no need for oxygen to run in her body. suffocation had never been a reason of a vampire's death anyway. she lifted a hand, her knuckles knocking against the wooden door — once, thrice. "minnie?" she called softly, and she held onto the doorknob, pushing the door open.

@shuhua y。ˢʰᵘʷᵘ it would be soon when any minute, minnie would hear the knocking at the door. her good friend, shuhua, should be here any moment and the young witch was flying around to grab at the correct spellbooks on her shelf. it would be another day of the two trying to figure out how to get the rosary off of the vampires neck, and she had thought they had gotten close to figuring it out last time, but to no avail. minnie was starting to think that true love was really the /only/ way to unlock the spell, though she would've liked to believe otherwise. if her friend had been around for so long and hadn't found it yet, who knew how much longer it would be. hopefully, after joining the imperial community for about two months now would raise the chances for the petite vampire.

it amused her sometimes that she had befriended someone who had watched her grow up, but it made her warm knowing so. finally settling on the couch, she dropped the books on top of the table, then moving her hair to the side so her neck as shuhua would be needing some blood if they were to find anything to test on her rosary. she knew it could be physically draining for the vampire, especially since she was limited from so many of her powers.it would also be draining for her, which was why she made sure to have a glass of water beside the books. with that, the young witch kept her ears alert for any knocking on the door while she opened one of the spellbooks.

() hdjska it's short, but it'll get longe r bub!

@yanjun l。ˣⁱᵃᵒʲᵘ It hadn't been a busy day at all, but Minnie didn't mind it much. She figured that once the day progressed, there would be a few buyers to come since they would be heading home around that time. With her hand raised and eyes moving along the text of the novel Minkyung had lent her from the library, the young witch absentmindedly levitated the feather duster around, the appliance swaying as it did the job it was made for. Fortunately, she had placed a spell that would repel the dust from spreading around the shop, or she would've been sneezing for an hour to come.

The soft jingles of the bell had her perking up, a natural friendly smile curving up on the corners of her lips. She drew in her raised hand, the feather duster flying towards her hand and she set it down behind the counter. Her eyes followed the young man walking around until he had reached her. "Hello! Of course. Let me just retrieve it for you," she replied, waving a hand towards the front of the shop, the thick book floating towards the pair languidly.

Settling the book on the surface of the counter, Minnie patted the front cover before sliding it near the man. "The material in here dates back to several centuries; so there are plenty of remedies you can research or use from here," she pitched in. She wasn't sure of the exact owner this used to belong to, but she briefly remembered her father saying the book came from a warlock who had bought it from another creature, and so on.

@minnie y。ᵐⁱⁿˣⁿⁱᵉ It was a whim that brought Yanjun into the antique shop. Over the years, he’d never bothered going in although he’d passed it so many times; he always glanced at the window display, but that was all. It wasn’t that he didn’t see their worth or found history boring--but antiques usually meant years of age, which usually meant years of dust, which in turn usually meant very bad times for him.

But when he paused at the window that day, his eyes fell on a new display (new in the sense that he’d never seen it before, since it looked as old as everything else around it): a book, from the looks of it, about ancient medicine. Not material that he could work with, considering his lack of potion know-how, but who knew? At best he might find something simple he could dabble in, and at worst he’d give it to Ten for a gift (and maybe he’d find something useful in it that Yanjun would eventually get to enjoy the benefits of). At any rate, it was worth checking out.

Cautiously pushing the door open, Yanjun stepped in, drawing a slow breath. It seemed safe enough--and his day hadn’t gone horribly so far, so he held out tentative hope that nothing would go wrong. Going up to the counter, he offered the shopkeeper a smile. “Hi, I was wondering if I could take a look at the book in the window? The one about ancient medicines, if you don’t mind.”