It's been a long day.
philo and damon were out getting supplies leaving Luna alone at the house, not that it was a bad thing of course.In fact it was quite the opposite luna was happy to finally have the place to herself.
now as much as she loves and cares for them and would never even dream of changing them they could be a pain,especially when it came to trying to do work,
it was always either damon deciding its the perfect time to practice the guitar or philo talking your ears off.but now she might be finally able to do some long awaited work
She sits up from the couch and makes her way towards her work station that consists of an old wooden desk that is covered in pink and orange stains,remnants of past potions,covering the stains is an assortment of paper with a stack of books on the corner edge.
luna pulls out the chair and ponders on what she should do first as she thinks her eyes glance at an empty potion bottle well we do need more x potions,so with her mind now made up she picks up top book from the haphazard stack,with simple title of potion she flips through the pages stopping on the chapter she leans against her chair an begins reading the book two cloves of ( ) 3 ( ) and at least( )
“alright seems simple enough” luna says as she sits up from her chair reaches up towards the wooden cabinet above of the desk
Shit
They were almost all out,it was almost comical,not only were they down of ()()() but they were almost out of everything but before she could even curse at herself for letting this happen she heard a familiar knock on the door already? Thought they be gone longer “come in”
The door swings and Damon steps in first,covered in bruises and a bit of blood on his face and shoes with a black eye and his tail tied in a knot. philo following right behind him although unlike damon philo didn't have any bruises just some messy hair.
“Jesus are you two ok? What happened to you two?” luna couldn't help but be a bit exasperation they were only gone for an hour
“Someone called me a ()” damon says as he wipes off the blood from his face and makes his way towards the bathroom
( “Luna,I assure you there is nothing to worry about,it was a little skirmish,were both perfectly ok” “are you ok though you look upset?” philo asks )
“well now that you mention it, no, not really we only have enough ingredients for one more batch” she looks back at the cabinet near empty and she could swear she could see cobwebs
“Oh dear” philo says
“Why can't we just buy more?’’damion asks as enters the room,now covered in bandages,holding an ice pack to his black eye
“Easier said than done, there's barely anyone selling them anymore and anyone that still is has jacked up the prices so much you might as well just grow them yourself!” luna says with some visible frustration
“Well why can't we?” philo asks
“Hm?” she looks over to philo with a raised eyebrow wondering what he could possibly means
“Well if we can't buy them why not grow them?”philo asks as he rubs the back of his neck
“I wish but they only grow on enchanted soil ” luna says “most of it has either been destroyed () or have been brought up,we'd be lucky if we find {insert area here}
Boston
The street lights glared at philo as he walked down the bustling roads of Boston,the sky was as dark as ebony,the stars cover over by the city lights and fog,in truth philo was never too found of the cities () for it was nothing compared to the atmosphere of the forest,were the only other light then the moon and stars were the fireflies and the one or two lanterns,the forest was much smaller to,easer to navigate then the concrete jungle he ended up in,but it didn't matter what he thought of the citie–no what mattered was getting were he need to go.
As he makes his was down the street passing by store after store his eyes catch a glimpse of his reflection in one of the store windows,he stops and stare for a moment,
it was odd,you’d think hes get a hang of it after the first or second use he would grip on it and yet as he stares at the window philo couldnt help but notice all thats been changed,his hooven legs now humans legs that where covered in () his nose now in the the shape of a human nose same goes for his ears and finally his two twisted goat horned,now looked as if they had been erased,almost as if they had never been there to begin with, philo without a much thought took his head and placed it were his horns should be,but instead of the familiar feel of Ivoire flet nothing.it put a chili down his spine,but before he could stare anylong he heard a small beep coming from his watch he brought up his hand to take a quick look,he then saw time
he was running late
Quickly philo herreid his pace and soon began running down the road and most likely catching himself a few strange looks from on sighters but philo didn't have the time to care in fact he didn't have much time at all
Finally after what felt like a millennia of running from block to block,he was finally at the destination,philo took a relieved sigh as well as few deep breaths, wiping the sweat from his brow,looked forward at the concrete wall in front of him ,he then careful raises his hand and begins to methodically tap the wall in specific areas,almost as if it was in a pattern,soon the wall begins to shift and a slim opening appears,just enough room to let him in,and without a moment's hesitation he enters through the opening closing right behind him
Once inside he begins to carefully take off the amulet,finnaly being able to show his true form,he then cafefully puts the amfult in his front pocket and begins to looks around the establishment both to try to find shawn as well as to bask in the changes,in truth he hasnt visited this places in what feels to be like year ,however much to his suripe not much has changed,it still smelled of old liquor and the lights were still tinted the same neon blue and purple.even the patriots themselves still looked familiar,
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