The young witch had never been the type to follow rules very well - even within the relationship between herself and her mentor. She was at that age where rebellion ran rampant through her veins. Or, perhaps it all ways had. Either way her eyebrow arched precariously upon her feminine features as the woman in front of her pivoted at those venom laced words - words that caused the young girl's grey tinged gaze to roll. Someone had their panties within a knot. She let the woman flip open the lid of the box that she carried, hardly deeming it's contents precious enough to put forth some kind of meaningful sacrifice to place herself between it and the female in front of her. Quite frankly Serafina simply didn't care if others knew of her customer's business. After all it was just a pretty box. A small frown crossed her sweet heart lips as she silently watched the woman pull out the intricately carved object. Like her companion she smelled the pungent scent of sage but, rather then shying away from such smell Serafina found herself rather amused by just how much her companion hated it. Enough to bring a soft puff of air from her nose though she hardly bothered to attempt to hide the simper that twisted her lips from their previous state of agitation.

What Serafina hadn't expected, noticed, or known about was the hidden compartment within the bottom of the cylindrical object, one which surely had been designed to smuggle it's contents passed....someone. The color of the vial that is pulled from this second compartment was what truly captivated the female, causing her eyebrows to knit together in momentary confusion. Her head tilted to the side, her thoughts shifting through the potions she had recently brewed. She knew this particular vial just as she knew exactly what it was supposed to do. This one was something that she had created. It had been a special order and a curious one at that. It's effects were...certainly controversial but Serafina hadn't cared about what or whom it was for so much as the simple curiosity of weather or no she was capable of pulling off such a craft in the first place. She had tested it on a bird the first batch. That had been a fiasco. The memory of such occurrence had caused the girl's features to shift back towards a perfect tranquility as the blonde's gaze slid back towards her with obvious dissatisfaction. The knowledge of what could occur next was enough to bring the girl to silence, preferring to be a bystander in this given incident.

She followed the woman without another word up the stairs and towards a solid oak door, one that she surely would not have found easily without the female's guidance. Serafina was given a brief moment to study the man in front of her, her own supernatural instincts immediately detecting exactly what the fellow was. A part of her was surprised that he should want to do business with their kind, another part even more inquisitive to whom the potion was meant for and yet, none of her was terribly terrified. Serafina had experienced far too many run ins with his kind of late from the fellow in the vampire tavern to the man she'd seen once in the outskirts of town and then again when she had called his presence herself. They were a different breed, one that was more a puzzle for her to crack then some monster to hide beneath her bed. She stepped into the bedroom, hardly perturbed by his salacious gaze. Instead her own eyes settled upon him with an almost expectant gaze, watching inquisitively with the way he interacted with the establishment's owner.

Graciously Serafina accepted the cash, shoving it within her pocket without a glance given to it's amount. It was bad business to count your money in front of your customers. Her attention shifted towards the blonde female at the bar, already having an inkling of just what the woman was going to attempt to do. She was hardly surprised to see the female extend an ornately jeweled glass towards her guest, knowing all too well that her potion was swirled into the mix, masked by the taste and scent of the wine. She watched as the cup was raised to their lips, a generous portion of the beverage passing through his lips and briefly she couldn't help but to wonder how he could be so....stupid to not expect this?

She started her mental countdown the moment the glass left his lips, calculating within her head just how long it'd take for the potion to take effect. The change within the man was small, almost unnoticeable to the unobserving eye. There was a dreamy look to his gaze, a small simper crossing his features. "Congratulations." She spoke after a moment, an amused grin across her feminine lips, "For the next twenty-four hours you now have your very own sex slave...and to imagine, it could have been you in that position." There was no doubt within the girls mind that it was this domineering witch that he had intended to give the potion too, especially with the way the man had looked at her. "He'll obey your every command. Go on, give it a try. I didn't get to test out the potion on a human....much less a dark hunter." There was a small hint of eagerness to her tone, inquisitive if she had managed to pull the whole thing off.

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