Les' appointment had gone as well as she had expected it to. Thankfully, no fight broke out and she was able to purchase the grimoire without anything literally or metaphorically blowing up in her face. She'd purchased it from a witch who was much older than many Les came into contact with who was "over it".
Whatever that meant.
There was a ton that Les would be over at this point in her life but she still had a long way to go before she got to that point. Or felt like she could stay at that point. After leaving the witch, she returned to her hotel room and thought about going out for a patrol around the area. Instead, she settled in and started combing through the grimoire for anything that could be useful. That was after she made sure nothing was lingering to it such as tracking charms or hidden hexes.
The next morning, Les arrived at their meeting place wearing a more casual outfit than she had worn the day before. Something that would allow her to move easily.
"Morning," she said and studied the other girl for a moment. She looked decidedly not well-rested. "Everything okay? You don't look like you slept much."
no problem at all! sorry for the delay on this end too. :)
Whatever that meant.
There was a ton that Les would be over at this point in her life but she still had a long way to go before she got to that point. Or felt like she could stay at that point. After leaving the witch, she returned to her hotel room and thought about going out for a patrol around the area. Instead, she settled in and started combing through the grimoire for anything that could be useful. That was after she made sure nothing was lingering to it such as tracking charms or hidden hexes.
The next morning, Les arrived at their meeting place wearing a more casual outfit than she had worn the day before. Something that would allow her to move easily.
"Morning," she said and studied the other girl for a moment. She looked decidedly not well-rested. "Everything okay? You don't look like you slept much."