[Lightning knew that Viren lived here, but she didn't know if he knew. That would be something she'd leave up to Zack when the time came, and she assumed the best of him – that he would say so as soon as possible. Which is why she roams the house freely within the first few hours of bringing every single belonging she had and dropping it into a room, albeit with some tentativeness.
Whatever Viren is in the middle of doing when she wanders into the kitchen in search of a glass of water, hopefully it isn't something too important! Because the moment she sees him, she immediately pipes up.]
What're you doing!?
[It's a stupid question, considering he lives here... but it's the first thing she manages to blurt from her mouth because she's so far from being properly dressed for their first meeting since the masquerade. She's made herself comfortable in a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt, with her hair tied into a loose, messy ponytail behind her ear.
However, something is different about her this time. Beneath the skin on her arms, her veins glow a deep purple, their glow pulsing to her racing heartbeat.]
[ viren was waiting for some new shift to begin, or else biding his time before some quest, but keeping himself busy in the meanwhile. which meant he could be found in the kitchen, wrapped up in some scarlet robe (with another robe on top of this; it's still snowing outside!), some papers tucked under an arm as he finished preparing himself a cup of hot coffee - scalding, just the way he liked it as a dragon.
it's when he's turning, mug in hand, that he's greeted by lightning's voice. he startles at the abruptness of it, coffee spilling over his hand with some dripping to the floor, his grip crumpling the papers. ah - there she is. the infamous, promised roommate... ]
Lightning.
[ he grits his teeth. while he's yet to notice any telltale signs of a witch overloaded with magic, he does manage to give her a sweeping, biting glance. ]
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Whatever Viren is in the middle of doing when she wanders into the kitchen in search of a glass of water, hopefully it isn't something too important! Because the moment she sees him, she immediately pipes up.]
What're you doing!?
[It's a stupid question, considering he lives here... but it's the first thing she manages to blurt from her mouth because she's so far from being properly dressed for their first meeting since the masquerade. She's made herself comfortable in a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt, with her hair tied into a loose, messy ponytail behind her ear.
However, something is different about her this time. Beneath the skin on her arms, her veins glow a deep purple, their glow pulsing to her racing heartbeat.]
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it's when he's turning, mug in hand, that he's greeted by lightning's voice. he startles at the abruptness of it, coffee spilling over his hand with some dripping to the floor, his grip crumpling the papers. ah - there she is. the infamous, promised roommate... ]
Lightning.
[ he grits his teeth. while he's yet to notice any telltale signs of a witch overloaded with magic, he does manage to give her a sweeping, biting glance. ]
I live here.