Quentin (
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The door opens again to Quentin who quickly disguise himself in a magical scent of heather and steel as he curses, "Maeve's tits, your timing is awful."
There are scratches on his cheek and hands, he and Raj were sparring in Goldengreen when Toby and the Duke entered. He had been meaning to get ready to head back to Shadowed Hills, not here. That's why he's grumbling as he heads towards the counter, as long as he's here, he can wash his face.
Tiny tag: Quentin (October Daye)
There are scratches on his cheek and hands, he and Raj were sparring in Goldengreen when Toby and the Duke entered. He had been meaning to get ready to head back to Shadowed Hills, not here. That's why he's grumbling as he heads towards the counter, as long as he's here, he can wash his face.
Tiny tag: Quentin (October Daye)
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He was mostly talking about the vampires. The Fae are something else again.
"And then there's any number of other beings. Some of the wildfae are even helpful, if you know how to pay them. Pizza seems to be popular with the smaller ones."
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Michael nods.
"Very crowded. And all too often dangerous."
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He chuckles.
"It does, at that. And I never introduced myself, I'm sorry. Michael Carpenter."
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This feels like an appropriate moment to slip out of this conversation as he doesn't want to risk Michael figuring anything out about him.
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"All right", he says easily, though there's a curious look in his eyes. "Nice to meet you, Quentin."
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