“It’s okay. We can talk about something you are good at if you want?”
It was an easy way to direct the conversation back toward its original topic without him having to ask too many questions if he could just get her to talk openly about the parts of magic she was passionate about and work from there.
“I’m mostly just..good with plants,” she answered, shyly tucking a lock of hair behind her ear. She wasn’t very good at talking about herself either.
“What about you?”
Matt nodded but he still looked doubtful. While he generally didn’t have much of an issue confidence-wise, this was something that hit a little too close to home to some of the insecurities he did have underneath, and as much as having answers would help get some closure on that, Matt knew that whatever he was told would likely not be something pleasant, for him or whoever he asked.
“Or you could wait and see if dad brings home anyone less of a mess than the other two.” Not that he knew how deeply damaged the other two were, he was simply guessing based on what little he knew of the situation. “If not, well, you’ve got us and we’re not ditching out on you. Pretty sure you’d have to fake your own death to get away from Gwen.”
Isaac shook his head to tell her that now wasn’t the time for it because if he started now, things would get ugly and he didn’t want that. He wanted to wait for a more appropriate time and place to open up the gates on it, preferably when he had a shot at revenge. After what he’d been put through, that was the only catharsis that would give him the peace he wanted.
“You are a stubborn, stubborn man,” she sighed, shaking her head before pressing another kiss to his forehead. She wouldn’t push for him to deal with his pain, not yet, not until it became an issue. For now, Anya knew that all she could was simply be there and help him keep moving forward.
Name: Dahmer Aileen
Morgan
Face:
What: Daimon/Nephilim
Duties: Reaper
Age: Appears early to mid 20′s
Sexuality: Demisexual, panromantic
Talents: accelerated healing, immortal, can pull souls, communication with spirits
The youngest of Chance and Sera’s kids, she’s 100% not a killer. Instead, she showed signs early on of having abilities more inline with the keres genetics and was tasked with handling the souls of anyone killed by her brother Teddy or nephew Jeff.
She’s quiet, a lot more reserved and on the sweet side. She is especially fond of Genesis and gets on really well with her aunt Starla.
Name: Alissa “Lissa” Carmichael
Face:
What: Werecat (Jaguar)
Duties: Fucking shit up
Age: Appears early to mid 20′s
Sexuality: Bisexual but mean as fuck
Talents: accelerated healing, heightened sense, shapeshifting (jaguar)
The youngest child of Charlene Severs and Scott Carmichael, Lissa is a bitch. There is only one person she trusts and that’s her older brother, Devin. When their parents died, she became hell bent on tracking down the hunters that killed them with Dev following after her in a desperate attempt at keeping her safe.
She’s not above turning a hunter and waiting for them to kill themselves.
***Side note::This is a side verse for Devin. In the main!verse, she was killed as a sacrifice and Devin was eventually killed by the witch that killed her***
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