MadiRaiCat
Wine Aunt
[ CASSIDY MORENO. ]
The bartender nodded at her order, disappearing a little ways down the bar to fetch the ingredients for her cocktail. Turning her gaze to the party behind her for a moment, Cassidy couldn't deny that she was a bit impressed. The vampires had appeared to go all out, setting up a party that was no doubt aimed to facilitate friendships between the otherwise rival groups. The bartender approached once again, a high ball glass in his hand containing a reddish amber liquid that would no doubt quench her thirst and take the edge off. Cassidy's quick dark brown eyes barely caught the vampire's movements, but she instinctively raised a hand to protect herself from what could be an impending attack. A blue mist circled around her palm a bit, crystals of frozen liquid beginning to form a weapon against her palm. But as she watched him sit along side her and take her drink, she knew that he wasn't a threat. At least not yet.
Cassidy clenched her fist as she looked Antonio, narrowing her dark brown eyes at him. Her fingernails digging into her palm caused the mist to fade and the ice crystals to melt. Ever since they met a couple of weeks ago, Cassie had made it a point to stay away from him. He was a vampire, and to her, that meant he was an enemy. "A word of advice," Cassie said, "If you don't want to harm that pretty face of yours, I suggest not vampire-speed approaching a witch, especially before she's had her cocktail." Her tone was sharp, clearly annoyed with his actions and his presence. The witch glanced up at the glass that he held above her head, she let out an exasperated sigh and motioned for the bartender to bring her another glass.
"I would be better if I had my cocktail," Cassidy replied, glancing at him from the corner of her eye. The bartender sat an empty glass in front of her, shooting her a confused look before disappearing down the bar once again. "But lucky for me," she continued, turning her body on the stool so she faced him, "I've got one." Grabbing the class in one hand, she lifted her other , moving her fingers fluidly. The cocktail in the glass Antonio held peaked up out over the rim, creating a suspended stream directly into hers until only the maraschino cherries remained in his. "You can keep those," Cassie said with a smirk, bringing her now full glass to her lips for a sip. "I never liked cherries much anyway."
by @leviathan.