Willow could feel eyes on her but she paid no attention to it. For once she let go, letting her mind at ease. It was a constant battle, predator thoughts fighting against what was left of humanistic side. It also didn't help that though she was powerful, she was still a newborn, and everything was so vivid to her. The thoughts always crammed into herself merely just walking beside something thinking or using compulsion to get her way, left her with emptiness towards the end of the day. But now, while moving to the best, she forgot.
One of her more pronounced memories from her human life included her brother. She was twin, and though opposite genders, they had similar characteristics. They were running around, him pretending to be a monster and her a victim. She squealed and cried in excitement of the game, but when her brother finally caught her, he leaned down to tell her, "I'll never let the monsters get to you".
But they did, and they turned her into one.
Immediately as the thought crossed her mind, she paused in her movements. If her heart was working, the best would be spastic with pain, she was sure. Her eyes scanned the crowd. The sexual tension was heavy, and it made her want to gag at the different creatures luring others into their traps. But when she heard a voice, she turned.
It was Beau, and she rolled her eyes at his gesture. "Don't you give up?" She asked, her eyebrow raising, not caring for an answer. Her eyes studied his face then his hand while she was in thought. She wasn't exactly sure what made her place her hand in his, but she did, moving slightly closer to him for the song. "One." She agreed as she started moving to the song.
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Drake nodding slowly, absorbing the information about demons tactics. "In plain sight," he mused, chuckling slightly, "I suppose most of us do that. Contort ourselves to fit an image of normalcy." He stated. He hardly even thought about it that way, but now that he did, realized that it was a way of life for them. Hiding in sight.
His attention didn't turn from Ryan, even as the Seer spoke. His eyes just stayed on her, watching her. She was an interesting person, one that he never thought of before, but she certainly spiked his curiosity. "She most certainly is different mate." He commented with a small grin.
"A dance with a pretty girl?" He said rather than questioned, "Who could pass the offer up." Standing up, he stretched, his back popping. The only downfall of shifting shapes was he at times didn't know how to handle the differences between his human and dragon joints. His eyes followed Ryan as he continued on without even looking back.
Like she knew he'd be on her heels.
Drake smiled to himself and glanced at Salazar this time, as he spoke. He knew the seer meant well and he took the advice. "I'm always careful, especially while playing with flames." He said somewhat jokingly before jogging after the auburn girl.