Supernatural (o/o, closed.)

"My car, just until I find a cheap motel." Diana chuckled, looking around the coffee shop. It's nice.

"This is probably overstepping my boundaries as a coffee maker, but I have a spare room at my place…" Arwen offered

((quick q, did you want this to kinda go in a romantic direction?
Diana blinked. "Er-you'd really offer your spare room t' someone ya just met?"

(I don't know. You choose, I'm just being a friendly person to someone)
"Sure, why not! You don't seem like the axe murderer type!" Arwen exclaimed. This is what I do

"You'd be surprised. Um, alright? That'd be pretty great of you."

"Okay cool. You want directions there, or to hang out here for…" She checked the time. "A half hour? My shift ends soon."

"I could hang. Uh, quick question, kinda important. I have a cat, is it okay for him to…y'know?" Diana rubbed the back of her neck, hoping that wasn't an immediate deal breaker.

She looked at the woman. "Yeah, cats are fine. Long as he doesn't take a dump on my floor," Arwen replied. "Oh, and uh, hey, before it gets awkward, I'm Arwen, and you are?"

"Diana Croix, a pleasure. And don't worry. He's uh, well trained?" She tried to think of how to explain. "He's my familiar, so he's pretty good at respecting people's wishes and whatnot. Has a more human mind than that of a cat."

(I have to go for a while, ok?)
"You follow witchcraft too? I'm a Wiccan!" Arwen exclaimed excitedly.

((ok!
"I guess you could say that?" She raised her arm, pointing to a small pentacle tattooed. Not quite exactly what I meant, but the slip up going unnoticed is appreciated.

"Sorry…' Arwen blushed. "I should stop blurting… Cool tat by the way."

((oh yeah, and maybe romance would be fun!
"No, no, it's cool. And thanks, it was actually my first one." Her arm was covered in other tattoos and symbols, what looked like runes.

(Alrighty! Those are generally easier for me… which is odd)
"My first tat was a hummingbird in honor of my Pepe," The elf said with a bit of sorrow. She shook her head and it was gone.

Diana found herself leaning a bit closer, raising an eyebrow. Her voice was soft when she spoke. "Could you show me?"

"Sure," Arwen turned around and undid the first few buttons of her shirt. The hummingbird was on her shoulder, colored black with lilacs under it.

"Damn, who does your art? That's amazing." She had to stop herself from reaching out to brush her fingers over the tat.

She blushed. "I drew it and had 'em copy it in ink. I drew it a few years ago, before he died."

"You drew that?" Her voice held an awed tone.

"Er… Yeah. It didn't take long…" She trailed off. God, say something, stupid. You sound like an idiot! "You like it?"

"Like I said, it's amazing. It's got an almost magical touch to it, like it might just fly away any second."

"Thank you, very much! I could draw something like if for you, if you'd like," Arwen replied, rebuttoning her shirt.

"I-really?"

"Definitely! Just don't kill me in my sleep!" She laughed

"I think I can manage that." Diana joked, with a grin.

"Great. What would you want?" Arwen inquired. She could see something already, but Diana probably wouldn't like her idea.

"I have absolutely no clue. You got any ideas?"

"Earlier you said something about piano and guitar. I would want to incorporate those into the drawing, and you seem like a purple type of person…" Arwen paused. "What are some of your other interests?"

"Uh…ghosts? Guns I guess…" She tried to wrack her brain, but that was about it.

"I can't get a full picture until I sketch it… But luckily you're staying with me so we should have plenty of time," She chuckled looking at the time. "Oy, time goes fast, doesn't it? It's time for me to clock out."