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She wonders over cautiously. Slowly approaching the porch. Standing on the soil. Her hazel eyes meet Madison's. Her lips curl to a smile. "Thanks. I uhh have a few tricks." She shrugged.

"I would love to master any magic. I need to get stronger." She murmurs softly. Hopeful Madison would help her.
Oh Y'ur a Low Level witch?? You Found M'arse..so you've gotta be Good at Findin' people....The MAIN Witches 'Aven't Found me....But Ya Managed ta! Good Job Lassy....Ya Interested in Green Magic?? That's Ma Speaclialty....Little bit've Luck & Leprechaun Magic...Don't fuckin' ask please...
Natalie jumped a touch at the sudden voice. Her cat's fur stood up. Natalie gestures for him to calm down. "Uhhh..hello. I uhh I'm looking for Madison. I'm just a low level witch. I'm not really a threat. I promise." She raises her hands in the air. To show she doesn't mean any harm.
*Madison was just Meditating inside her Log Cabin, when she felt a Magical Presence come into "Her" Forest, she placed her crossed legs onto the wooden floor, She walked to her Homeade Vanity & put on her Red Homeade Lipstick, Just in case & Walked onto the Porch of her Cabin* Who're You?!
+backpack and her Familiar, Whisk. She walked through the forest carefully. Branches crack under her steps. Her eyes scan the area. Soon coming across a house. She freezes, feeling a tad unsure what to do next. Not sure if it was good to walk right up to it.
+roads. Traveling underground routes. To keep herself safe and far from other witches or other dangerous she has encountered. Finally she made it to NY. Going to the forest she tracked to have magical essence.
Using dowsing rods to track where the witch lived. Nothing with her, but her—
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Natalie had gotten into trouble quite a few times. Just because of her family past. Natalie, being quite the immature and ignorant witch. She decided to go find a witch she had heard of. Madison, a witch who seemed to be rather powerful.
Natalie traveled through back—
She chuckles as he laps the water like an animal. She finds it rather fun and charming. She cocks a brow to his inquiry. "Oh no..I just have this little den. Though wouldn't mind finding a better..more...comfortable home." She murmurs.
He pulls back after a few moments, wiping his mouth roughly with the back of his hand.

"Thanks!" He breathes out, a little more relaxed now, but still keeping his distance

"Also not too bad for a human’s den! Ya have more dens? or?"
She blushes, "oh Sam. That's nice. But you probably should hang around me too much. Since I'll probably make ya look bad."
He nods.

"Of course.
I'll help whatever you need.
She giggles and shakes her head, "No..Nobody said you weren't nice. I was just unsure. That's all." She smiles softly.

"..I'm just glad it is true. I need someone nice."
She giggles and shakes her head, "No..Nobody said you weren't nice. I was just unsure. That's all." She smiles softly.

"..I'm just glad it is true. I need someone nice."
"I'm always the nice one.
Wait who said I wasn't nice."

Raising a brow

"Was it Dean.
She smiles bashfully at his kindness. She steps forward. "Now I see why everyone calls you the nice one. So smart and sensible."
She lured him back to her little den. It was full of old books, herbs, half-melted candles, and flowers. She walked to the sink and filled a bowl full of cooled water. Soon handing it to him.

"Here you are." She smiles.
James paused for a moment, thinking it over.

He probably shouldn’t just follow someone he’d only just met.

"Hnm…"

But then he shrugged

"Alright, lead the way."
She smiles, happy he was civil. Her eyes dart around the area. "Uhm..would you like some clean water? I have a little den I live in. It's not far from here." She says softly.
She smiles bashfully at his kindness. She steps forward. "Now I see why everyone calls you the nice one. So smart and sensible."
"No, I'll handle Dean."

He smiles and watches her.

"I'll keep you safe don't worry.
She sighs in relief. "I appreciate it. I promise I won't pull any tricks. To be honest..I'm not all that great at it." She chuckles awkwardly. Soon her eyes flicker over to the floor.

"But uhhh you sure your brother won't try to kill me? Or...harm me?" She asked in a nervous manner.
...If I can make ya something worth your while. Uhmm. So..do you like super strong stuff? Or what?" She asked awkwardly.

Not knowing how hard of drugs he uses.
Once they got to her place. She locked the door behind them. Happy to be off the streets. "Bruce.. Don't think I ever met a Bruce before." She murmurs.

Her apartment was small. With massive bookshelves full of old looking novels. Herbs in jars. Candles and weird sculptures.

"Okay.. let me see—
“Ah… yeah. Okay. Don’t worry. I’m not afraid that you’ll hurt me.”

And he really wasn’t, but he was visibly and audibly confused. Still, he gladly let himself be led.

“Bruce Robertson. Not a witch. You could probably guess that though.”
Natalie chuckles, "Don't worry I won't bite." She teases him as she walks him down the road.

"Oh, the names Natalie by the way. I am also a witch. Though I am not a threat. So don't worry about me being dangerous." She reassured.
She smiles, happy he was civil. Her eyes dart around the area. "Uhm..would you like some clean water? I have a little den I live in. It's not far from here." She says softly.
James stood there looking at her, he really was a big boy, he smiled as if he had won the day when he heard that.

"I'm not harmless but I don't attack those who don't attack me."
She chuckles and nods, "That's for sure. Plus..you're a big big boy. I wanted to make sure you were harmless." Natalie smiled at him.
She sighs in relief. "I appreciate it. I promise I won't pull any tricks. To be honest..I'm not all that great at it." She chuckles awkwardly. Soon her eyes flicker over to the floor.

"But uhhh you sure your brother won't try to kill me? Or...harm me?" She asked in a nervous manner.
"You want me to watch your back because you have a coven on your ass, well I suppose I could. And deans alright if you get to know him."

He smiles.
"Im...not like your typical witch okay? I thought maybe I could speak to the more sensible Winchester. I know how hard headed your brother is." She murmurs softly.

"I just have thos coven on my ass. Was hoping you could at least watch my back...please?"
She nods,"of course! Anytime." She smiles. Happy to of had a drink with her.
Natalie chuckles, "Don't worry I won't bite." She teases him as she walks him down the road.

"Oh, the names Natalie by the way. I am also a witch. Though I am not a threat. So don't worry about me being dangerous." She reassured.
Bruce just stared at her hand for a few moments before very awkwardly taking it. Was that what he was supposed to do? He wasn’t sure.

“Uh… fine. Lead the way.”
"Alright then..Uhmm. Perhaps we should go to my place. It's where I have all my things." She smiled lightly. Lending out a hand. "Come.."
"Alright then..Uhmm. Perhaps we should go to my place. It's where I have all my things." She smiled lightly. Lending out a hand. "Come.."
Bruce hesitated for a short moment, eyes scanning over her in an attempt to understand what was being said.

“I mean… sure. I don’t see no harm in sayin’ yes.”

Except he did, but he was horribly curious.
Natalie was surprised at his want. She hummed for a moment in thought. "Uhh...no. But perhaps I could conjure up something to make you feel good.?" She suggested.
Natalie was surprised at his want. She hummed for a moment in thought. "Uhh...no. But perhaps I could conjure up something to make you feel good.?" She suggested.
“I… I didn’t think I would get this far, honestly.”

Bruce had expected a harsh no. Maybe even some mild yelling. Things usually weren’t this easy.

“You got any coke?”
She watches him start to smoke. Her brow cocks at his inquiry.

"Uhmmm..what do you want?"
She watches him start to smoke. Her brow cocks at his inquiry.

"Uhmmm..what do you want?"
“I can. Sounds pretty interestin’.”

Bruce paused, taking a cigarette and a lighter out of his coat pocket. Soon, the cigarette was lit up and held between his lips.

“What do I get out of it?”
She certainly felt relieved that he was somewhat on board. Natalie sighs in relief. "Well..I got mixed up in some bad stuff with a coven. So...I was hoping you could help me out. They are powerful..they can her people and plant curses. I would certainly appreciate if you could look into it."
She chuckles and nods, "That's for sure. Plus..you're a big big boy. I wanted to make sure you were harmless." Natalie smiled at him.
James simply blinked a little and shrugged

"It's okay, no need to apologize, it's not every day ya see someone drinkin' from a puddle."
She felt instantly relieved. He seemed to be a rather relaxed man. Natalie cocked a brow and chuckled.

"Yeah. I just thought you may attack me. Sorry. I don't mean to judge you. I'm the last person who should be judging others." She brushes her hand through her hair.
She certainly felt relieved that he was somewhat on board. Natalie sighs in relief. "Well..I got mixed up in some bad stuff with a coven. So...I was hoping you could help me out. They are powerful..they can her people and plant curses. I would certainly appreciate if you could look into it."
“Huh… I believe that there’s people who practice witchcraft.”

Bruce seemed to pause to think about it, crossing his arms as he did so.

“I don’t reckon that witchcraft has any power, but I’m just some random person. I don’t know if my word meant anything.”
She cusses under her breath and rubs her temples. Then looked back up at the cop. "Well..I doubt you'd believe me.. but uhmm..—well do you even believe in witches or witchcraft?" She asked in a insecure manner. Hoping he wouldn't laugh at her question.
She cusses under her breath and rubs her temples. Then looked back up at the cop. "Well..I doubt you'd believe me.. but uhmm..—well do you even believe in witches or witchcraft?" She asked in a insecure manner. Hoping he wouldn't laugh at her question.
“You know… I have seen a handful of questionable groups around here. There’s definitely some girls in those groups.”

He paused then shook his head.

“None stood out as goth to me though. Might have caught em at the wrong time.”
She looked up at him. Her nose slightly scrunched. He smelled of stale booze and cigarettes. Clearing her throat lightly before she spoke up.

"I was just curious if ya seen any shady groups around these parts lately? Maybe a group of girls. Wearing god awful gothic fashion?" She asked softly.
Natalie smiled at her answer. "That does sound nice." She leans slightly against the counter. Thinking of where she would like to be.

"Hmm.. anywhere kinda secluded. To be honest I love massive forests or places with a lot of hills. Feels..peaceful." she murmurs softly.
"Im...not like your typical witch okay? I thought maybe I could speak to the more sensible Winchester. I know how hard headed your brother is." She murmurs softly.

"I just have thos coven on my ass. Was hoping you could at least watch my back...please?"
"Why would a witch need my help."
He raises a brow watching her.
"You need help from a hunter. What sort of help, do you need."
She looked up at him. Her nose slightly scrunched. He smelled of stale booze and cigarettes. Clearing her throat lightly before she spoke up.

"I was just curious if ya seen any shady groups around these parts lately? Maybe a group of girls. Wearing god awful gothic fashion?" She asked softly.
“… hello?”

It wasn’t unheard of for people to just walk up and approach him, considering his job and all that. It still managed to surprise him most times though.

“Did you need somethin’?”
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She has heard about this twisted cop. His shady ways intrigued her to a certain degree. Perhaps this could be interesting.

"Oooh officer?" She pokes his shoulder. Her eyes a little mischievous.