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Hm, castle. Was that supposed to be an enticement. It made it a bit more interesting, sure, but it wasn't a deal-breaker for the matagot. She just shrugged, wondering what his remark about 'the fire' meant. Maybe it was just a crack about her being a cat and being lazy, and liking warm places. Either way, she didn't much care. He seemed the sort to make plenty of sarcastic remarks and that would be more welcome than his trying to lay on the charm to get her in his bed. Her eyes followed him as he went back to the door. That was perhaps the shortest time anyone had spent in her room and she hadn't expected it to end with her leaving as someone's pet. Apprentice, pet - potato, potahto, same difference to her. She was sure the collar wouldn't be coming off anytime soon, so it wasn't as if she'd suddenly get her freedom from him.

When he turned to her and actually said he hoped she wasn't afraid of heights, she laughed. Margot couldn't help herself, it was just such a ridiculous statement. She had no idea whether he meant it as a statement, a joke or a questions, but the laughter was the only answer she could give to any of them. "I hope you're not seriously asking if a cat is afraid of heights. If you are, you are much, much dumber than you look," the feline told him with a roll of her eyes. Her tone made it obvious that she already had a less-than complimentary opinion of his intelligence, and that it really couldn't sink any much lower. "If we're going to fly, I'm more than used to whatever you have," she added, the smirk on her lips making it clear that her words had more meaning than face-value.

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Hotel

The two certainly made an odd-looking pair as they filled out the paperwork. Despite their similar coloring, many people assumed they were a couple rather than siblings, something which they had learned to ignore with ease after so much time passing. They were arguing quietly between themselves, the man jabbing the paper with his finger to emphasize his point and the woman simply shaking her head, rolling her eyes for good measure. It was interesting for the clerk to watch, but she quickly pretended she hadn't seen or heard a thing once they had completed the application and brought it back to her, their expressions smoothed over as if nothing had happened at all. It seemed safe to assume that was the norm for the pair - especially as they were siblings, the woman noted as she entered in their information to try to find a match for what they wanted. They hadn't specified if they wanted two people or just the one, but there was a troublesome pair that served as a match and she handed them the papers, along with a few others that the computer system had spat out for them to look at. As they walked away, papers in hand and beginning to argue again, the clerk allowed herself a slight shake of her head before returning her attention to her work.

It took all kinds.

"I really don't know why we would need two people. I only need an assistant," Vanth protested, looking up at her brother while he shook the two papers at her lightly. He always was doing that and she felt like smacking him upside his head, but it probably wouldn't look very good to the people they were passing.

Charun rolled his eyes back to his sibling, crinkling the paper in his large hands. "We agreed we could at least have some sort of purpose," he argued. Neither of their tones were heated, since they never really fought with the other. "Look at these two, they aren't going to go anywhere fast with this sort of history. And you know you're curious about this bond they have," he continued, needling the woman. She frowned, hating to admit he was right, but a grin spread across his face when shed sighed.

He had won, at least for the moment. "All right. We'll at least talk to them," she conceded, flagging down a bellhop to guide them to the room they wanted. It only took a few minutes to reach their destination and the young man knocked sharply on the door to warn the occupants of a visitor before opening the door. Of course it wasn't locked, there was no need with all the magic in this place.

Stepping into the room, Vanth's eyes glanced over the room itself briefly before settling on the two inside. Charun was right behind her, hands shoved in his pockets. He would have been more at ease in jeans and a shirt, but she had insisted they both dress up - to make a good impression, she had said, and it was futile to argue with her.



Vanth ~ outfit
Charun ~ outfit
Vanth
Charun