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☆Witch oc/being with familiar
☆21+ Rper
☆SPN/Marvel/TheBoys
☆Minors DNI
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"I would love to master any magic. I need to get stronger." She murmurs softly. Hopeful Madison would help her.
"I would love to master any magic. I need to get stronger." She murmurs softly. Hopeful Madison would help her.
Natalie had gotten into trouble quite a few times. Just because of her family past. Natalie, being quite the immature and ignorant witch. She decided to go find a witch she had heard of. Madison, a witch who seemed to be rather powerful.
Natalie traveled through back—
Natalie had gotten into trouble quite a few times. Just because of her family past. Natalie, being quite the immature and ignorant witch. She decided to go find a witch she had heard of. Madison, a witch who seemed to be rather powerful.
Natalie traveled through back—
"Thanks!" He breathes out, a little more relaxed now, but still keeping his distance
"Also not too bad for a human’s den! Ya have more dens? or?"
"Of course.
I'll help whatever you need.
"..I'm just glad it is true. I need someone nice."
"..I'm just glad it is true. I need someone nice."
Wait who said I wasn't nice."
Raising a brow
"Was it Dean.
"..I'm just glad it is true. I need someone nice."
"Here you are." She smiles.
He probably shouldn’t just follow someone he’d only just met.
"Hnm…"
But then he shrugged
"Alright, lead the way."
"Here you are." She smiles.
He smiles and watches her.
"I'll keep you safe don't worry.
"But uhhh you sure your brother won't try to kill me? Or...harm me?" She asked in a nervous manner.
Her apartment was small. With massive bookshelves full of old looking novels. Herbs in jars. Candles and weird sculptures.
"Okay.. let me see—
And he really wasn’t, but he was visibly and audibly confused. Still, he gladly let himself be led.
“Bruce Robertson. Not a witch. You could probably guess that though.”
"Oh, the names Natalie by the way. I am also a witch. Though I am not a threat. So don't worry about me being dangerous." She reassured.
Her apartment was small. With massive bookshelves full of old looking novels. Herbs in jars. Candles and weird sculptures.
"Okay.. let me see—
"I'm not harmless but I don't attack those who don't attack me."
"But uhhh you sure your brother won't try to kill me? Or...harm me?" She asked in a nervous manner.
He smiles.
"I just have thos coven on my ass. Was hoping you could at least watch my back...please?"
"But uhhh you sure your brother won't try to kill me? Or...harm me?" She asked in a nervous manner.
"Oh, the names Natalie by the way. I am also a witch. Though I am not a threat. So don't worry about me being dangerous." She reassured.
“Uh… fine. Lead the way.”
"Oh, the names Natalie by the way. I am also a witch. Though I am not a threat. So don't worry about me being dangerous." She reassured.
“I mean… sure. I don’t see no harm in sayin’ yes.”
Except he did, but he was horribly curious.
Bruce had expected a harsh no. Maybe even some mild yelling. Things usually weren’t this easy.
“You got any coke?”
"Uhmmm..what do you want?"
"Uhmmm..what do you want?"
Bruce paused, taking a cigarette and a lighter out of his coat pocket. Soon, the cigarette was lit up and held between his lips.
“What do I get out of it?”
"Uhmmm..what do you want?"
"It's okay, no need to apologize, it's not every day ya see someone drinkin' from a puddle."
"Yeah. I just thought you may attack me. Sorry. I don't mean to judge you. I'm the last person who should be judging others." She brushes her hand through her hair.
Bruce seemed to pause to think about it, crossing his arms as he did so.
“I don’t reckon that witchcraft has any power, but I’m just some random person. I don’t know if my word meant anything.”
He paused then shook his head.
“None stood out as goth to me though. Might have caught em at the wrong time.”
"I was just curious if ya seen any shady groups around these parts lately? Maybe a group of girls. Wearing god awful gothic fashion?" She asked softly.
"Hmm.. anywhere kinda secluded. To be honest I love massive forests or places with a lot of hills. Feels..peaceful." she murmurs softly.
"Hmm.. anywhere kinda secluded. To be honest I love massive forests or places with a lot of hills. Feels..peaceful." she murmurs softly.
"I just have thos coven on my ass. Was hoping you could at least watch my back...please?"
He raises a brow watching her.
"You need help from a hunter. What sort of help, do you need."
"I just have thos coven on my ass. Was hoping you could at least watch my back...please?"
"I was just curious if ya seen any shady groups around these parts lately? Maybe a group of girls. Wearing god awful gothic fashion?" She asked softly.
It wasn’t unheard of for people to just walk up and approach him, considering his job and all that. It still managed to surprise him most times though.
“Did you need somethin’?”
She has heard about this twisted cop. His shady ways intrigued her to a certain degree. Perhaps this could be interesting.
"Oooh officer?" She pokes his shoulder. Her eyes a little mischievous.
"I was just curious if ya seen any shady groups around these parts lately? Maybe a group of girls. Wearing god awful gothic fashion?" She asked softly.
"Oh? Where to? Some big city? Or more of a ghost town?" Her dark eyes glued to Chiara.
"Oh? Where to? Some big city? Or more of a ghost town?" Her dark eyes glued to Chiara.
"Hello, Winchester. I got a job for ya. I know, I know..Before you get all shoot-y, shoot-y.. I'm not gonna hurt or hex ya." She reassures. Holding up her hands. Making sure he knew she was harmless.
"Hello, Winchester. I got a job for ya. I know, I know..Before you get all shoot-y, shoot-y.. I'm not gonna hurt or hex ya." She reassures. Holding up her hands. Making sure he knew she was harmless.
Then she hums lightly as she thinks of what to say. "To be honest, I don't..—well I can't stay in one spot too long. I travel quite a lot." She shrugs.
"What about you? You travel often?" She sips her drink again.
Then she hums lightly as she thinks of what to say. "To be honest, I don't..—well I can't stay in one spot too long. I travel quite a lot." She shrugs.
"What about you? You travel often?" She sips her drink again.