"Is that a threat?" Cally asked, raising her eyebrow. "Because honestly by the sheer force of my wonderful personality I bet I could defeat you."
Witch and her human ((one-on-one//closed))
Andion pushed herself off the counter and walked over to Cally, a smirk on her lips, “Is that so?” She purred.
Cally's eyes widened. "….Depends on the situation." She responded after a moment.
“And give me a situation where you would beat me, Callista?” She asked raising an eyebrow.
Cally thought for a moment. "Probably in a "who's more human" contest or something."
Andion smirked, “Smart-ass. Get some rest.” She said, standing up and reaching for a blanket to give to Cally.
Cally smiled playfully. "Make me," she teased.
Andion let out a low laugh and her smirk widened, “The way I see it, you have three options. Rest, let me magic you to sleep or kill you. Your choice.”
"Well those choices escalated quickly." Cally said reaching out to take the blanket. "I choose rest, thank you very much."
“Good.” Andion said, sitting in a chair and lighting the fire by simply muttering a couple words before picking up a near by book.
Cally covered herself and looked over at Andion. "What, are you gonna read to me, too?"
“No, is me reading a problem for you?” She asked, scowling at Cally.
"No!" Cally defended, curling up into a ball on the couch to get comfortable. "I was just asking a question. I'll sleep now."
“Yes, you should.” Andion said quietly, picking her book up again and continuing where she last left off.
Cally grumbled something unintelligible before closing her eyes and attempting to sleep.
(Should we timeskip?)
(Yeah, I think so)
It was raining the next morning. The sound of the rain hitting the roof gently. Andion was already awake and making tea quietly as to not wake Cally.
Cally groaned and shifted on the couch as she woke up. She rolled over a bit and let out a yelp as her body, practically cocooned in the blanket, hit the floor. She let out another quiet groan. "Ow."
Andion looked over her shoulder and chuckled a little, “You alright?” She asked.
"No." Cally said, staring at the ceiling. "Are you making something? It smells in here."
“Tea.” She said flatly, pouring it into a cup, “Want some or not?” She asked.
Cally wrinkled her nose in disgust. "Tea is gross." She said, hoisting herself back onto the couch.
“No, it isn’t.” Andion replied, sitting down across form Cally and taking a sip from the cup.
(I have to go to bed, so bye!)
"I mean, it smells good sometimes, but other times it's kind of…" Cally stuck her tongue out. "Bleh."
(Seeya!)
Andion shrugged, “Whatever you say.” She said, smiling a little.
"You have a pretty smile," Cally said, too tired to really think about what she was saying. She yawned and wrapped herself further in the blanket.
“What? No.” Andion shook her head and stopped smiling, turning to look out the window.
"You're not allowed to deny a compliment. That's not how compliments work." Cally said.
“Watch me.” She replied, taking another sip of her tea.
"I already am. If you'd like, I could tell you my observations." Cally said, sitting up straighter in an attempt to make herself look more scholarly.
“Fine. Tell me what you see.” Andion turned back to Cally and crossed on leg over the other, waiting.