She laughed "I promise this time to take on you sorcerer" She looked over her nails chipped in a few places being a hunter was murder on the cuticles.

"You are alarmingly calm for someone new to Dublin, so gotta ask where you from?"

"Never heard of the serpent society defiantly sounds like you are not from aroun' here. We have an infestation but not of snakes."

She smirked "I'll try to remember that next time.... sorry I'm used to a very..... primal and intense experience.."

She gently touched the scratches she wished she knew how to make healing potions.

a hard time finding purchase.

"What the hell is that thing and why is it after you?" She was genuinely confused. Normally people were trying to kill her for any myriad of reasons. "You can't run forever you just gotta face it!"

trained life or death to clutch that spear. One of a few weapons that could kill supernatural creatures. She would have dropped it.

"The hell! You gotta be kidding me!"

She was being pushed along and she tried to push her leather boots into the cobble stone but dublin was always damp so she had-

"Ooo was I to rough?" She teased him

and I am currently out of dynamite so can't treat the infestation." She turned her nails over frowning at the chip in Not a Waitress her favorite color.

She remembered the last time he had seen his half rotted face. Such hate sure he was going to kill her. Damn if that had not nearly been the case.

"Dublin, Barens bobbles and books under new management... just mind the back alley its back there and its always hungry....

She studied him and snapped behind her "Shut up or I will set you on fire!"

Behind her was a book gilded and fancy it looked old adored with jewels and he could swear the book was grinning but that was impossible, wasn't it?

"My name is Makayla you can call me Mac, so are you like the the teenage mutant ninja turtles?"

She looked at him seeming to think it over.

"Never heard of mutants but then until a few years ago never heard of a damn fae either."

She put the spear back into its hip holster. She didn't trust him but most tried to kill her and a few came staggeringly close.

vampires, fae the works....." Other things she didn't have names for." This could even be from another world the silvers were not something she was used to traversing yet.

@mysticalphysician.bsky.social She snatched her spear and looked at him. Its a good day when people were not trying to kill her and she has not had many good days as of late.

"Darlin you betta explain right now why you are in my bed or I will personally drag you to unseelie hell."