glasses make me awkward -- Hunter

It was his first attempt at the glasses so he was glad it had worked. "I'm 22 Daphne, I'm fully grown," he said. "Shame you are so mean to me we could be good friends," he said as he laughed. "I much prefer to do things face to face however," he said as he left his father's apartment. Those spirits were not anything he truly wanted to be around as he knocked on her apartment door. "Hey little red riding hood, want to let the wolf in?"

Daphne Quinzell-Jaxon

"Hmm," he said as he ran his hands through his hair. "Well," he said as he stepped back. Hunter was not so subtle like his father and he was not so coy like his mother. He spoke what was on his mind and consequences be damned. A part of that was because he had been through some things but mostly he was just a douche. He took a second to tuck her hair behind her ear and adjust her glasses. "Two things first. I like the glasses, maybe some cat frames would frame your face better. Maybe something else but the glasses bring attention to your eyes and no bullshit Daph, you have amazing eyes. Second thing work is boring but if you need a job you can come work for me. I could use a human's point of view over some stuff, but that would mean spending a lot of nights with me and you are lonely so I mean it's a dangerous offer but I mean nothing is happening here right? You made that very clear, broke my heart a little even if your body language says differently."

He could read women like an expert that much he did inherit. "Your mouth and your words say leave me alone but your body says drive me like a 1960's corvette and take all the curves, must be a hell of a mixed signal for you to work through." He put his finger under his chin and then held it up. "Oh and music Daphne, music is something. We need a song if you are going to work for me before I work in you, only a matter of time before your body craves something no one else, especially no damn human can give you." He was too much.

Daphne Quinzell-Jaxon

"Okay," he said. "However one question first," he asked as he took a seat. "How does it feel now? There is always going to be more to you than your body Daphne it's just it's a nice body but if it makes you uncomfortable then that is on me and I do not mean to do that to you."

He sighed. "If you come and work with me it won't happen at all," he said. "I can be a good person it just sucks." He turned to her. "I really can feel your body though blame my mother and father for that and if anyone asks just say no it's too hard to explain."

Daphne Quinzell-Jaxon

"You wished for me to do something and I did it," he said as he watched her. "I guess that's the thing about black magic Daphne once you've been around it, it kind of takes you over even though you are still you." He took the glasses off of her face and looked at them. "It is Daphne but you and I are, are the only ones that know. You can tell whomever you'd like in the end I suppose, well after I make a few little adjustments to them first. I should have them ready for you in a couple of days at the most," he said as he looked at them.

"First time I've used my magic for something other than butterflies and stars," he said. Life was moving on, they were growing and more than that growing up. "I'm not asking you to fall for me doesn't mean it's not happening," he said as he went to get up. "There we go, giving you space."

Daphne Quinzell-Jaxon

"No," he said. "Two things. First you are close with my aunt so I don't know maybe if I can talk to her about it first so I don't get blame and two, girl I know my worth. One time with me is going to ruin you for everyone else." He made his way over to the piano. "You're not the first pair of nice tits I have seen that has tried to use me and think you could get away with it," he said as he scooted over. "Come on Daphne, we can do a duet besides you don't believe in love right?"

Her aura. "Your aura says that you do not and mine says that I do. It would only turn out messy and you don't need that if if you are still going to work for me," he said. "Besides you made a wish on me, don't you know what that means?" He laughed. "Daphne I am not from this time line, but little me, well little me probably likes you even though he has yet to meet you."

Daphne Quinzell-Jaxon

He laughed at her touching his hand. "I am quite the wolf Red," he said as he began to play. "I could do the notes in the air but," he said. "Allow me a second," he said as he used his free hand to cast a small spell that levitated the glasses that she had once wore. He curved his hand as if he was signing a cursive DJ into the air. "I noticed your initials are DJ," he said as he handed her back the glasses. "Try them now,"

(i'm thinking this -

The user, either innately or through training, is a master of the performing arts -acting, singing, dancing, etc.

what you think? )

Daphne Quinzell-Jaxon

He slid back as she slid forward. "I am not as dangerous as I seem I just do what I need to do in order to protect my family and yes something like that," he said. It was his matter of fact attitude and the fact that Hunter knew he was made of awesome genetic line that made him such a douche. He stood up and shrugged. "I'm not leaving," he said as he put his hand out. "Not without a dance at least, we need to test the glasses."

This dance, like most dances in his family would be looked back as special. Not for him though Hunter did not need this but she did or so her aura seemed to think. "I'm not going to huff and puff, you'll be safe."

Daphne Quinzell-Jaxon