Myth heard the youth’s whisper and glanced at him, but otherwise didn’t react. She watched him make the mocha latte, genuinely curious, along with subtly appraising the man.
A moment later, she sensed a presence near her, a sensation similar to that of a drāckonian aura flare. She tucked her purse closer to herself, just in case something was trying to snoop. After all, the only thing she had in her purse was the bit of cash she had. She had no cards, identification, or anything like that.
Myth then glanced to the side, acting as if she was simply looking around. However, she was actually looking directly at Dr. Singh. She didn’t see him, but she could tell that whatever or whoever it was had to be the source of the strange sensation.
Out of curiosity, she flared her aura, the pulse reaching out toward Singh, grazing him like someone had bumped into him. She immediately understood that this thing was no drackonian, but it was still there, and seemed roughly humanoid.
A roaming spirit? Maybe. Luci had once told her that some spirits lingered in the corporeal realms after death. Myth hadn’t realized her aura couldn’t actually sense them. Though, this one seemed to deliberately next to her, so that could be a factor.
Dr Singh gasped: first, at the direct eye contact Myth was giving him, but then again once she actually touched him. He quickly leapt backwards, hurriedly jotting down something in his journal
Avrey, meanwhile, watched this entire exchange and quickly finished up the mocha, bringing it over to Myth's table as he exchanged a concerned glance with the doctor. He quickly used some of his energy to grab the ghosts arm, staring at the woman as he dragged Singh into the back room.
"Wh… What in the hell just happened??" He frantically asked. SIngh just shook his head. "I-I dunno! I mean, the staring thing is pretty normal, some people just get senses like that, but this one actually touched me!!" He showed Avrey his arm as if he could actually see the proof, which he couldn't.
"M-m-maybe… maybe you were right about the whole 'energy' thing." Avrey said softly as he peeked his head out to watch the strange customer again.
Singh scoffed. "When have I ever been wrong?" This got him a very sideways glance from the mortal.
(I just noticed that I put ‘mocha latte’ instead of just ‘mocha’ in my previous post. Lmao! I had to pause for a moment and double-check which one she had actually gotten)
Myth sensed the jump and her eyes narrowed slightly. She then noticed how the youth’s pace quickened. So, there was a connection between the spirit and this man. Interesting.
Her suspicions were confirmed when she saw the strange way he acted after bringing her the mocha. And then he and the presence disappeared. Now, that was definitely not normal.
Nonetheless, Myth casually drank the mocha. It wasn’t something she would drink in normal circumstances, but it was pleasant enough. She then noticed the youth peeking at him.
Myth hummed, wondering what to do next. She then had this funny thought of flirting with the youth. After all, she was a beautiful woman dressed in revealing clothing, and… she had grazed the youth’s secret friend. So, just to see how he would react, Myth smiled coyly at him before turning back to her drink.
(Ope, lmaoo XD)
Avrey grimaced, sticking his head back inside the room. "Wh-what the hell…"
Singh tilted his head, floating closer to the mortal. "What?"
Avrey shook his head. "Nothing. She's just creepy."
The Doctor nodded in agreement, then peeked back out at the strange customer. "Well, what do we do now?"
Avrey shook his head. "I-I-I mean, there's not much we can do… A-and Stella's gonna kill me if she realizes i'm on my break already."
Singh hummed, then took Avrey's arm, pulling him back out to the main room. "Well, there must be something we can do to investigate this strange occurance!"
Avrey shook his head. "L-like what? How do I do that without looking like A-A, A psychopath?" He whispered back
Myth hummed again when she saw the youth grimace and hide. A timid individual, who was clearly freaked out by her. She shrugged.
After a quiet moment of casually drinking her mocha, she noticed the youth re-emerge. He was talking again, though she couldn’t quite pick it out.
She sighed, looking down at her mocha. At least the youth had someone to talk to. She had never been this alone in her life, and it bothered her. Why had everything gone so wrong?
Myth shook her head, pushing those thoughts aside. It was too public for her to be getting emotional, even if the place had only a handful of people inside.
Singh gestured to the woman. "Talk to her!"
Avrey froze. "I… What?? I-I-I can't just waltz up and go, hey, m-my dead friend thinks you touched him"
The Doctor chuckled. "Well… no. But you could lead up to that."
Avrey sighed, then yelped once the ghost started pushing him toward the strange customer. There was no going back now.
"E-everything tasting okay?"
Myth glanced up at the youth, watching him a moment before turning back to her mocha. Though, after a moment, she sensed him getting closer and looked up. She put on a sweet smile, one she had used many times to hide her true emotions.
“Indeed. I thank you for this lovely mocha,”she said.
Once again, that spirit presence was nearby, though she couldn’t quite gauge where at the moment. Possibly behind this youth, or nearby. She wasn’t sure.
Dr Singh nudged Avrey, glaring a bit
Avrey managed to stay steady, plastering on a smile. "Good! Good… Uh, S-so what brings you here? D-do you live around here?"
Myth chuckled a bit at the youth’s timid reply.
“I am not from around here. I recently moved to this country to… I don’t know, explore, see something new. I bought an apartment… somewhere near here. I’m still getting used to this place,”she answered.
Out of curiosity, Myth flared her aura again. She didn’t reach out to anything, just made it pulse, wondering how the youth would react.
Avrey stumbled back a bit, his blue eye glowing slightly as he sensed the aura. He simply stared in curiosity, tilting his head as he donned another nervous smile, grabbing Singh's arm
"S-s-so I see you've meet my friend, then." He said quietly, trying not to draw too much attention. He strengthened his own aura, amazed that he had found someone who had similar abilities, and wasn't dead..
Myth watched him with intrigue at the sight of his glowing eye. At his smile, she softened her own, and this time it was a genuine expression.
“Is that what I am sensing? Your ally?”she asked quietly, respecting his need for secrecy.
Myth was mostly unaware of his aura, as her senses were distracted by the presence of Dr. Singh.
Avrey glanced at Singh, who gave him a cheesy thumbs up.
"Yeah… I guess you could say that." He said as he leaned a bit closer. "H-how do you know he's there? C-c-can you see him?"
He felt a mix of emotions: fear, excitement, nausea, all washing over him as he finally realized he wasn't alone.
Myth chuckled a bit at his comment, then shook her head.
“Where I am from, ‘ally’ also means ‘friend’. Yet, beyond that, I cannot see him, yet I feel him,”she answered, flaring her aura to clarify what she meant.
“‘Tis vague, yet I know he is there,”she added.
Avrey nodded, taking a seat across from her. This might be a while.
“So… so you can’t see him, but y-you know he’s there?” Avrey asked with curiosity.
He pushed Singh away and flared his aura, reaching out as far as he could.
“What about that?”
Myth watched him, smiling a bit at his actions.
“Yes. Though, as I said, it is a vague sensation,”she replied.
She then watched him again, and sensed a pulse of energy similar to the spirit. It was strange. She had never felt something like it.
“What was that? Your ally?”she asked.
Avrey shook his head, blue eye lighting up again slightly.
"No. It was me."
Then even quieter as he leaned forward slightly.
"What… are you?"
“That was you? I can barely tell. ‘Tis a strange sensation honestly,”Myth replied.
She then hesitated at his question and looked down at her mocha. A flash of fear crossed her eyes.
“I… You do not even know mine name,”she said, barely audible.
Avrey looked down, blushing with embarrassment.
“I-I-I’m sorry. I’m kind of intruding. I’m just… I-I can…” he started to stand up, a protesting Dr Singh trying to sit him back down
Myth watched him, realizing that she had spooked him. She reached a hand out to reassure him.
“Sit. Please. I… do not get that much company. I am Melissa. You are?”she asked gently.
Avrey nodded, tentatively taking a seat and crossing his arms.
"I'm… I'm Avrey." He said softly, smiling a bit.
Dr Singh gave him a thumbs up again as Avrey chuckled. "And my friend over here is Madhav Singh. But he likes going by Doctor SIngh."
Singh nodded and flared his aura slightly
Myth nodded at Avrey, then chuckled at the introduction of Dr. Singh.
“It is nice to meet you both,”she said, flaring her aura back in greeting.
Someone walked by the shop and Myth glanced over, her eyes widening slightly. She had seen the man before, and now he was subtly following her.
Avrey followed her gaze, then watched the man. He had a strange… glow about him.
"Wh-who is that?" Avrey whispered, periodically checking to see if he had customers to attend to.
Dr Singh wafted through the cafe doors and into the street, inspecting the stranger with caution and curiosity
“I am uncertain, yet I suspect he is no ally of mine,”she answered quietly.
The man continued past the shop, unaware of Dr. Singh. He had a similar aura to Myth, though his seemed more earthy than hers.
Myth watched him, taking slow, deep breaths to keep herself calm. She had a feeling that the man would continue to follow her.
Avrey watched intently as the man slowly receded into the crowd, and was lost from his sight. Singh also came back, shrugging with a bewildered expression.
"He feels like… her." He mumbled, pointing at Mythrius. "But… but a bit more from this realm? If that does make sense to you."
Avrey nodded slowly, relaying what the scientists said to his new friend. "Is he f-following you?" the boy inquired.
Myth’s eyes widened a bit at the information. Either the individual was a half-breed or the individual was of the earth elemental magicians of the race.
“It is possible. I have… enemies,”she said cautiously.
Myth glanced out the door again, but nothing of significance to her was there. The man had truly disappeared.
