#𝐑𝐄. ❪ aurora & camilla ❫

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@hlcynsouls continued from here .

❛ PAIN . ❜ the nephilim answers honestly . it was nothing compared to what really happened , but aurora felt traces of what happened ( moreso spiritually than physically ) . ❛ but it doesn't matter . ❜ what matters now is what they did with their prey — the demon they now followed , getting closer and closer , soon within their grasp . all she was waiting for was her aunt to make the move ; she'd follow without hesitation .

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𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐃 𝐈𝐒 𝐀𝐋𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐘 focuses on the spot her aunt identifies : the alley , lowly light . the gate where the trap is to be set . she only nods , blinking out of existence to reappear at the spot . she begins her work , focus at the task at hand ━━━ the dark faintly aglow by her mismatched eyes , hands delicate despite the speed at which they move . it does not take her long ( just as she told camilla so ) and before long she's back at the princess' side . ❛ done . ❜ she tells her aunt , a proud smile on her face .

A PROUD SMILE sneaks onto her face at that , no matter the context of their current situation . worry still churns in her gut , but camilla also has to actively suppress the urge to pinch her genius niece's cheeks for the accomplishment . ( you don't do that to teenagers lest they grumble and grouch , says the parenting book she read . the blurb of , anyways . ) a bit of praise is always good for future motivation , though : " perfect progress , then . " the demon considers their position ; considers the path ciaran is taking . then she leads them down a different road and ports them ahead a few hundred steps at a time till they reach another ally , by the back exit of a club . camilla points to a passage by the right of it , magic emanating faintly from the metal closing it off , but dormant at the moment . " now . below the gate there , please . "

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& 𝐑𝐄.  CAMILLA   /   @hlcynsouls​​   ➔   ❪   the streets , new york   ❫ ​​

❛  I  WOULD  LIKE  that  .  ❜  the  nephilim  says  into  her  phone  ,  her  voice  sweet  and  innocent  yet  a  little  distant  as  she  gazes  what’s  in  her  hand  —  her  small  seraph  dagger  gifted  to  her  by  her  father  ,  gleaming  under  the  sky’s  starlight  .  her  admiration  only  lasts  a  moment  before  her  feet  carry  her  forward  again  ,  phone  still  pressed  to  her  ear  as  she  listens  to  vasilkaera  talk  about  their  plans  of  baking  at  the  peachy  dragon  tomorrow  ,  but  now  her  eyes  follow  why  she  was  here tonight  ...  A  DEMON  walking  farther  away  from  the  busy  city  and  towards  the  docks  ,  prowling  the  dark  streets  as  she  did  the  rooftops  ,  following  the  creature  .  their  vessel  was  mundane  looking  :  slim  ,  dark  hair  cut  short  into  a  pixie  ,  wearing  jeans  and  a  shirt  that  she  was  sure  how  to  do  with  some  sort  of  music  .  despite  looking  anything  but  normal  ,  aurora  knew  what  they  really  were  and  she  was  determined  to  track  them  down  until  she  got  the  answers  she  was  looking  for  . she  fiddles  with  the  dagger  in  her  hand  ,  turning  and  twirling  it  before  she  rests  the  blade  against  her  thigh  .  ❛  okay  ,  i’ll  see  you  then  ,  zia  .  ❜  aurora  slips  her  phone  back  into  her  pocket  ,  moves  to  the  edge  of  the  roof  ,  knees  bending  ,  ready  to  jump  to  her  next  destination  ...  that  is  until  she  realizes  who  is  now  STANDING  BEHIND  HER .  she  freezes  ,  eyes  flickering  to  her  target  to  make  sure  they  weren’t  moving  too  far  away  before  she  turns  to  face  her  aunt  ...  and  not  the  aunt  that  she  was  just  talking  to  . ❛  hi  .  ❜  she  greets  nonchalantly  .

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𝐈𝐓 𝐈𝐒 𝐄𝐕𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐕𝐄 . purposely . aurora was normally blunt , but she recognizes the pain her aunt already holds . she does not wish to add to it more by sharing the gruesome details of her dream . at least for now ; if camilla pressed ? she'd share . ❛ i've practice more since doing it with you and papá — ❜ an early lesson on being safe in case a demon came for her ❛ — and i've narrowed it down to probably two minutes . three tops . ❜ far quicker than a mundane or warlock ( being celestial owed to that ) or since the last she's practiced with her aunt . ❛ want me to do one now ? ❜

THE ANSWER IS EVASIVE , but camilla supposes she shouldn't have expected anything else . it's hard enough to put the experience into words after having gone through it herself ; whatever reached aurora through her dreams couldn't have been any easier . she hopes the reality is less , rather than more . " alright . " it won't do to press her niece on it further — it does matter , a lot , but the demon recognizes the impulse to deflect all too well . her pointed glance and tight frown clearly state they'd address this again at a later date , but for now , camilla's posture straightens as she circles them back to the task at hand . a teaching moment , aside from impending retribution . " how about traps , then . how quickly can you construct a demon trap ? "