((The following call takes place at around 11 PM Sunday night.))
The warlock was settled on the bed in her greenhouse, curled up with both of her cats, which hadn't left her alone for the past few days that she had been back. Not that she honestly cared, because being snuggled up with furballs was a good thing. So when her phone rang, and she started shifting around so she could grab it, answer, and both cats made unhappy noises in protest. Who ever else was on the other end would hear her muttering at her cats, before there was a disgruntled, "Hey, Hi."
"Two greetings, nice." Terry's voice came through the receiver, sounding amused, "Usually people just give one."
She froze when she heard Terry's voice. "Knew you wouldn't actually leave us b-be. What do you w-want now?" There was lots of ice that slid into her voice.
"What I w-want?" She heard the teasing amusement in his voice, "Cat got your tongue, sweetheart?" He chuckled, "And I'm leaving you alone fine enough...I've hit a bit of a snag and require a little something more from you."
She sucked in a deep breath at his teasing words, and blew it out slowly. "Fuck off." It was muttered in response to them, and the words that followed shortly after. "What is it?"
"Well...y'see, I need some sort of ritual to unlock the power from the dagger here...I don't have that. I would think your dear departed mother might. So here I am contacting you again." He sneered, "Figured I'd give you the chance to voluntarily locate it for me."
She resisted the urge to laugh bitterly at his words. "I have no clue. Want me t-to consult the big book she left for me t-titled 'Useful thinks I coulda told my daughter'?"
"I could always go and ask Meredith if she happened to know." The thinly veiled threat of harming her family again to get what he wanted.
"Leave my family outta this. I'll find the g-goddamned ritual, Okay? It's.. just.. It's gonna t-take a couple of days." She didn't sound like she was begging, but there was a pleading note in her voice.
"Hmm...couple of days, ah?" He hmm-ed a moment before sighing as if it was a large inconvenience, "I'll be generous and give you a couple of days then before I start asking sweet Merri if she would know. 48 hours, Zynnara."
"Yeah. 48 hours. I g-got it. Until then, leave her the fuck alone." He'd hear a click after those words, more than likely her teeth snapping together in frustration.
He chuckled, "Yeah yeah, I'm no where near her now, calm the calamity that is your mamories, sweetheart." Terry laughed, "I'll call again in 48 hours to check up on you."
She blinked twice, looked at the phone for a moment. Did he tell her to calm her tits? She drew in a deep breath in an attempt to not say anything else, and let it out. "T-Talk to you then."
Yes, yes he had. He was chuckling as he hung up the phone, ending the call and starting the clock on her time to find the ritual he desired.
There was a moment where she stared at the phone for just a little longer. Then finally, she dropped the phone onto her bed, bit down on her lower lip, and moved to wrap her arms around Mage, and pressed her face into his fur. She had a feeling that the next... well gods know how long was going to be miserable.
Mage made a quiet rumble of a noise, pushing his large head into hers and giving a purr. He was concerned about his owner. The Hellcat was an intelligent creature that could probably understand her words and if not, at the very least, her emotional state.
Pretty soon, she felt the rough feel of cat tongue against her shoulder.
"I don't know w-what to do." It was said soft, and muffled against his fur. Her fingers moved to rub into his fur, right behind his ear. Though, at the rough tongue against her shoulder, she shifted, and nudged him with a hand. "That tickles."
He gave a groany noise, snorting at her when she nudged him, but stopped and leaned into the scritches, it felt nice. The rumbling purr continued, slow blinky squints at her as she spoke, he was listening but of course couldn't offer anything but silent support.
"You're a good fuzzbutt." She paused, and pressed a kiss against him. "I t-thought that maybe I'd get lucky and get some kind of a b-break. You wanna come to New York and eat a demon?"
He cocked his head to the side at her question and licked his lips. Probably not the best idea to bring the growing Hellcat to the busy city.
"But just the demon. Everyone else w-would be off limits. Or I could find a way... ah no, Fuck t-that idea. Bad Idea. I'll f-find some way to let you eat him. Okay?" She grinned a little. She also... knew that she should probably talk to Gothrak when she got home.
Mage gave a groany huff at her and pushed his head into her hand, demanding more pets since she'd changed her mind against taking him.
She was alright with giving him pets instead of dragging him off to New York. In fact her other hand came up so she could scratch along his jaw as well. His eyes closed and he rumbled a purr, happy hellcat was happy. And for now, if her hellcat was happy, she would try to be happy as well. It was better than letting her mind run away with worry. Though, as she curled up, and wrapped her arms around the hellcat, she became certain of one thing.
She wasn't going to let him get away with hurting her family. Not again.
The warlock was settled on the bed in her greenhouse, curled up with both of her cats, which hadn't left her alone for the past few days that she had been back. Not that she honestly cared, because being snuggled up with furballs was a good thing. So when her phone rang, and she started shifting around so she could grab it, answer, and both cats made unhappy noises in protest. Who ever else was on the other end would hear her muttering at her cats, before there was a disgruntled, "Hey, Hi."
"Two greetings, nice." Terry's voice came through the receiver, sounding amused, "Usually people just give one."
She froze when she heard Terry's voice. "Knew you wouldn't actually leave us b-be. What do you w-want now?" There was lots of ice that slid into her voice.
"What I w-want?" She heard the teasing amusement in his voice, "Cat got your tongue, sweetheart?" He chuckled, "And I'm leaving you alone fine enough...I've hit a bit of a snag and require a little something more from you."
She sucked in a deep breath at his teasing words, and blew it out slowly. "Fuck off." It was muttered in response to them, and the words that followed shortly after. "What is it?"
"Well...y'see, I need some sort of ritual to unlock the power from the dagger here...I don't have that. I would think your dear departed mother might. So here I am contacting you again." He sneered, "Figured I'd give you the chance to voluntarily locate it for me."
She resisted the urge to laugh bitterly at his words. "I have no clue. Want me t-to consult the big book she left for me t-titled 'Useful thinks I coulda told my daughter'?"
"I could always go and ask Meredith if she happened to know." The thinly veiled threat of harming her family again to get what he wanted.
"Leave my family outta this. I'll find the g-goddamned ritual, Okay? It's.. just.. It's gonna t-take a couple of days." She didn't sound like she was begging, but there was a pleading note in her voice.
"Hmm...couple of days, ah?" He hmm-ed a moment before sighing as if it was a large inconvenience, "I'll be generous and give you a couple of days then before I start asking sweet Merri if she would know. 48 hours, Zynnara."
"Yeah. 48 hours. I g-got it. Until then, leave her the fuck alone." He'd hear a click after those words, more than likely her teeth snapping together in frustration.
He chuckled, "Yeah yeah, I'm no where near her now, calm the calamity that is your mamories, sweetheart." Terry laughed, "I'll call again in 48 hours to check up on you."
She blinked twice, looked at the phone for a moment. Did he tell her to calm her tits? She drew in a deep breath in an attempt to not say anything else, and let it out. "T-Talk to you then."
Yes, yes he had. He was chuckling as he hung up the phone, ending the call and starting the clock on her time to find the ritual he desired.
There was a moment where she stared at the phone for just a little longer. Then finally, she dropped the phone onto her bed, bit down on her lower lip, and moved to wrap her arms around Mage, and pressed her face into his fur. She had a feeling that the next... well gods know how long was going to be miserable.
Mage made a quiet rumble of a noise, pushing his large head into hers and giving a purr. He was concerned about his owner. The Hellcat was an intelligent creature that could probably understand her words and if not, at the very least, her emotional state.
Pretty soon, she felt the rough feel of cat tongue against her shoulder.
"I don't know w-what to do." It was said soft, and muffled against his fur. Her fingers moved to rub into his fur, right behind his ear. Though, at the rough tongue against her shoulder, she shifted, and nudged him with a hand. "That tickles."
He gave a groany noise, snorting at her when she nudged him, but stopped and leaned into the scritches, it felt nice. The rumbling purr continued, slow blinky squints at her as she spoke, he was listening but of course couldn't offer anything but silent support.
"You're a good fuzzbutt." She paused, and pressed a kiss against him. "I t-thought that maybe I'd get lucky and get some kind of a b-break. You wanna come to New York and eat a demon?"
He cocked his head to the side at her question and licked his lips. Probably not the best idea to bring the growing Hellcat to the busy city.
"But just the demon. Everyone else w-would be off limits. Or I could find a way... ah no, Fuck t-that idea. Bad Idea. I'll f-find some way to let you eat him. Okay?" She grinned a little. She also... knew that she should probably talk to Gothrak when she got home.
Mage gave a groany huff at her and pushed his head into her hand, demanding more pets since she'd changed her mind against taking him.
She was alright with giving him pets instead of dragging him off to New York. In fact her other hand came up so she could scratch along his jaw as well. His eyes closed and he rumbled a purr, happy hellcat was happy. And for now, if her hellcat was happy, she would try to be happy as well. It was better than letting her mind run away with worry. Though, as she curled up, and wrapped her arms around the hellcat, she became certain of one thing.
She wasn't going to let him get away with hurting her family. Not again.