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<blockquote class="quoteContainer"><div class="quote">Luna set the book down heavily, letting out a quiet sigh. Another story without a happy ending, she thought to herself. These days, it seemed like every tale she picked up ended in destruction and despair. Prince Charmings fell on their swords, star-crossed lovers were torn apart, kingdoms crumbled over pointless squabbles. Really, it defeated the point - what was the point of a book if it all amounted to nothing? She’d heard people say, “it’s about the journey,” but she’d always thought the destination helped give it all meaning.<br/>
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Shaking her head, she tucked a strand of her brown hair behind an ear and sipped at the last bit of her vanilla milkshake. It had been warm for at least half an hour - more vanilla-flavoured milk than a milkshake, but she wasn’t complaining. And now you have no excuse not to study. She pursed her lips and idly poked at the bottom of the glass with her straw. Come on, new excuse... come on, new excuse... “I’m sorry, professor, I got so distracted by a book I couldn’t study for psychology this week.” She smiled; that wouldn’t work at all, even though it was true.<br/>
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She laid her head on the table, her teal eyes watching people rush by just over the fence that separated the sidewalk from the diner’s outdoor awning. For a moment, despite all the people around her, she felt very alone.<br/>
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Then the dog walked by.<br/>
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At first, she didn’t really think anything of it. Stray dogs weren’t unheard of - maybe if she was lucky, it would be hungry enough to eat her psychology textbook. It was only a puppy - brown and wrinkly with huge brown eyes - but it seemed to be walking with just as much purpose as any of the people walking by. That’s cute, she thought, and smiled.<br/>
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Wait - had she just...? She blinked, lifting her head from the table, and looked at the puppy again. For a second, she’d seen the most peculiar thing; it had looked like the dog had three heads, the other two barely visible, but there. At first, she just wanted to shrug and chalk it up to too many books, but a strange curiosity had awakened in her heart.<br/>
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With wide eyes, she tucked the book into her pack and set uneasily after the dog.</div><div class="quoteExpand quoteCut">Click to expand...</div></blockquote>
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</div>((OOC First one to Luna, second one to lara))<br/><br/>Vergil had followed his nose to this city, the small of magic was heavy in the air to him.  Unfortunately, that also meant that it was heavy to his enemies, and the beast knew eventually they would come.  If not for the power, just to quell whatever resistance that these girls would put up in their unawakened states.  Unfortunately, being in this from was a bit tiresome at times.  People routinely petted him, they often made baby voices at him, and even in this city, more than on one occation he had nearly been made into someone's pet.  But still, Vergil walked on, determined to find his charges.<i>After all, if I take to much time, i'm liable just to find them as something's personal fuck toy.</i><br/><br/>As he passed Luna, he could smell the magic on her.  A normal human had little magic potential, although some did exist without them even knowing it.  A guardian was different, they were inborn with it, and once you got close enough, you could mark one out very quickly.  Slowing down, the three headed puppy thought about how to coax the girl into somewhere private.  After all, a talking dog in the middle of the street generally caused attention.  The fact that was a three headed talking puppy?  He'd end up somewhere, and not necissarily a good somewhere.  However, Vergil's problem of catching the girl's attention solved itself.  He noted she seemed to be aware of him, and better yet, seemed to be interested.  His tag involuntarily wagged at this, and he began to lead her, somewhere secluded, somewhere he could explain the situation she was actually in.  Still, he didn't envy informing her that a normal life was out of the question.<br/><br/>A dark alley was where he lead her to.  It was secluded enough, after all.  Going in, Vergil turned to face her, should she follow, sitting down, his glamour still up.  He was still trying to gather the words for this, better yet, words that would be convincing.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>