“ …yeah, that could work. hopefully. “
highly different, even if cassidy didn’t understand her own
magic fully. hers was more about energy, energy from her
around her. not to mention the whole demon blood. so, it
was worth a shot to try.
“ how would that go, exactly? this isn’t like trying draw
out snake venom. because that looks gross. “
she grew up where cotton mouths and diamond backs were
common. a classmate of hers had gotten bitten once. and she
already on her feet, she’s making her way over to a different set
of cabinets than the drink she’d brought out had been found in.
she’s not waiting for a definite commitment from cassidy —she’s
planning on doing this. her wound does not look pleasant, and she’ll
be damned if she lets that go.
“ no. less gross, more painful. “
she turns back to cassidy, a smirk on her face and three jars of
unnameable substances in them.
“ but you have handled much worse, i am sure. “