ᴅᴏᴄᴛᴏʀ ᴍᴀɢɪᴄ (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} mysticism) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} madisonvalley, |
"You're fine - you can even meet her sometime soon." After that, he knew Clea would be unforgettable - maybe he was biased, but she just had an air about her. A certain aura, if you will. A moonlit path guiding him toward something good, or mist drifting over the sea - he could even sense the Dark Dimension magic, that half of her lineage. It was fascinating to him, someone who flirted with danger frequently. "Maybe I'll play host and you can also bring Dream. Or something," Stephen offered with a grin.
Playing host at his small apartment - well, he could make it work. He hadn't bought a house yet but was actively looking. Still, he was adept at working with interior design enhancements - perhaps he could add a few things to make his place even more homey, like Eldritch twinkle lights. "I will never stop teasing you," he added, deadpan, though there was a spark of amusement in his eye. "Drinks sound good, however. So far I've had two nice speed dates and Cloak was a perfect gentleman too," he motioned toward his scarf. "We'll see how the rest go. I'll be chock-full of details."