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Night hasn't quite fallen yet but the streets are already dark. Clouds cover the sky, most streetlight still unlit. Few people are out in the chilly air and those who are walk quickly, coats held closed tight around themselves. Apart from them –and some errant floating lights, the most common of magic phenomena– the city is still. It might be the season or the weather, perhaps a fear of the magic in the dark, or maybe this is what it's always like. Regardless of the reason, side alleys and small streets are all empty except for some early fog, not uncommon at this time of the year.
A newly-turned vampire and a dimension traveller meet
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"Most people have a touch of magic but they usually don't know that. For most people it's a vague sense they can't put their finger on or the fact that they just happen to be healthier than average. True Weavers are rare and many Weavers try to avoid letting people know we exist."
"I've certainly never heard of Weavers! What is your magic like, if it's not rude to ask? Oh, and should we go somewhere else?", he looks at the blood on the alley's floor and grimaces.
Can she take care of that? Yes it's been long enough.
"The core of our magic is still our extra senses we can feel the world around us and Weavers can effects parts of what we sense. For example, I could clean up that blood if you like. I can also fold myself into the Weave and move while I'm folded. As for going somewhere, I'm new to the area I don't have anywhere else in mind to go. I'm happy to follow if you'd rather leave though."
"So... you're magically connected to your surroundings? That sounds pretty cool. And I won't say no to seeing your magic in action but I don't know if that makes you tired or anything... It's not very important to clean the blood if we're going elsewhere anyway. We can just head towards a main street for now."
"That's a good way of putting it. And cleaning it up is no trouble." She doesn't appear to do anything but the blood bubbles and shimmer a little before shifting to be water, maybe a little more water than there was blood.
"Shall we then?"
He watches in amazement as the blood turns to water and can't resist touching it, just to make sure it really has changed (as if he couldn't smell the difference... yep, he's pretending that's not happening, weird feelings can wait).
Maven nods and begins walking, "Should we introduce ourselves? I think we skipped it entirely."
"I'm happy to show you around! Although I might be a bit more distracted than typically, trying to figure out what happened earlier."
