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[goddamngrenades]

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PFL era, Post war, Pre Canon, AU, whichever
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[pastdoesntdefine]

She emerges eventually, illusion dispelled. There's an examining look for her pact partner, before a satisfied nod follows. "You seem better for your night. Perhaps you'll do this more often?"

[goddamngrenades]

"If she wants to see me again, sure!" He starts up the load and heads for the kitchen to start doing the dishes. "Also, um....earlier. When you looked human? I could kind of still...see how you normally are. With my bad eye. Is that a thing?"

[pastdoesntdefine]

"And do you think she will?" No man or woman looking that satisfied would turn down a second date, by her estimation, though maintaining that sort of bedroom activity regularly might be beyond some mortal souls..

Now THAT is interesting. "Many must train themselves to see it. It sounds as though your recent injury tore more than simply vision - tell me, do shapes seem to form in shadows around others? Or do people ever seem...off?"

[goddamngrenades]

"I haven't really noticed until today. I was told that indistinct shapes and shadows were normal with the cataract." Which probably doesn't help much with sorting what's real from what isn't.

[pastdoesntdefine]

"Then it may be something new, growing with your increased strength and stability in your power." Her tail flicks a little, and she's clearly pleased. "You are not quite there yet, but when you have greater control, we can make use of that. What is the use of sorcery if it cannot assist your eye?"

She leans against the counter, tapping her claws on the top. "Do your nights always last so long?" She has to admit to being at least a little impressed. "Most males I have encountered in the past have little care for more after the first tumble."

[goddamngrenades]

"ALso an option. I, uh. Thought it was kinda fucked forever. This is a good thing." A weird good thing but, he'll try to look through it more. Which will end in more headaches but- if it'll get him more sight? He'll do it in a heartbeat.

"That was actually kind of short for me. Jaw got sore." And his hand started cramping, but she'd been plenty happy with what he'd done so that's more than enough for him.

[pastdoesntdefine]

"For all its drawbacks, magic has its bonus. This one will be such for you." She'll explain to him about reaction headaches later.

"Short." She doesn't sound like she believes him. "From that lack of practice, I suppose." Her arms fold, talons tapping along her biceps lightly.

[goddamngrenades]

"I feel good when my partner feels good." He shrugs. "It's easier for me to get off if they already have at least once. Less pressure."

[pastdoesntdefine]

"Hmmm. I do suppose it is, ah ha, something of a struggle after the first time for males." There's probably drugs for that! Or spells. But she's not going to encourage him looking into that. Yet.

Maybe THAT could be the subject of a future video!

[goddamngrenades]

"Yeah. I'm not twenty anymore." NOt that he could go for too long after one when he was twenty either. Not that he's gonna mention that. "...Would it be...ethical to make a video on potency powders and shit?"

[pastdoesntdefine]

Carolina just gives him That Look. The one to remind him he's asking a Demon about ethics.

[goddamngrenades]

"...It'd be profitable." So he'll probably end up doing it. With disclaimers.

[pastdoesntdefine]

Well, that was a possibility, certainly. "Start with your humour, dismiss old wives tales. Though if you do further videos on the subject..." There's a wicked grin, "you'd have to speak from experience."

At least most of the ingredients weren't the sort of thing humans were addicted to. Usually, any way.

[goddamngrenades]

"I'll need to get the female perspective as well. No reason to cut out over half of my audience. Actually I think I ran the numbers and I'm at- 78 percent women and 2 percent nonbinary. Not a lot of dudes watching." Which he's not all that surprised by.

[pastdoesntdefine]

"You could always ask your sleep partners? Though no doubt men looking for a quick fix would tune in anyway."

[goddamngrenades]

"I could. Jess knows what I do and she was pretty pleased. I don't think she'll mind helping."

[pastdoesntdefine]

"Then start there." A a pause. "And I shall explain the preparation in your videos." He HAD said people found her voice 'hot' after all.

[goddamngrenades]

"...We are gonna get so many hits and a lot of catcalling in the comments." But it might be worth it. Might. He had told her to ignore comments on most posts online.

[pastdoesntdefine]

"If it works out." And it could. But one never could tell with humans.

[goddamngrenades]

"It'll work out." It will. It can't not.

[pastdoesntdefine]

And there's that positive attitude that had been making more of a resurgence as of late. "Then you had best get to it. After your studies are done, so that the bookwork does not distract you."

[goddamngrenades]

"Sure thing, boss." Trips off the tongue without much thought, and sure he may be the master here but he never really feels much like it. Better to take direction from the demon that knows how to get shit done.

[pastdoesntdefine]

And she does. If all that ambition is good for nothing else, she knows how to plan, how to achieve a goal. The videos were but one part of a greater whole, and between classes, videos and a steady string of dates ending with exceedingly late nights, York at least seems to be coming out of his shell.

The weather shifts in the space of that same month. If Carolina spends more time watching thunderstorms through the windows over researching modern society, York isn't usually awake to see it. But her frowns grow stronger, and one morning, she's seated and leafing through one of the older references books York was studying for grimoire studies, tail twitching.

The fact she is seated on the ceiling seems irrelevant.

[goddamngrenades]

Ceiling sitting isn't as strange to him as it could be, as it should be- but the frowning and tail twitching? Never ended well. Something was up.

And it wasn't just Carolina.

Lounging on the sofa while he goes over the latest questions he needs to work on for his videos, he pauses to peer up at her. "What's eating you?"

[pastdoesntdefine]

There's a glance up - down, from York's perspective, before one wing, then the other, unfurl and she twists in the air. Unseats herself so that she can roll sideways, and drop down to the floor level.

"We may have been looking in the wrong direction for responsibility." Her words are blunt, but her expression is very serious. "The spells restraining me are not, they are reinforcing internal protections. And apparently, have added me to them. To yours."

And she has no doubt he is NOT the one responsible for the original casting either. "Have any of your family been here before?"