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MADAME XANADU // n i m u e (i_look) wrote in we_coexist,

"Are you?"

Which seemed to be her way of saying yes. Her hand reached forward and she felt his face first, her fingers skimming along his jaw, his neck and then down his arms to his hands. She was checking for bite marks.

"Have you been bitten?"

She started to stand up and familiar enough with the upstairs and walked quickly to her own modest quarters. She pulled the ornaments from her hair, which also meant taking the blindfold off. If he looked close enough Dean would see just a glimpse of charred black before she shut her eye lids. With the ornaments gone she was not so concerned that one of the undead would grab her by the hair so easily.

From her dresser she pulled her hair up in a quick pony tail and found a pair of dark glasses to cover her eyes with. It looked strange with her dress, which she pulled down quickly, not the least bit concerned if he saw her in her skivvies. She snatched a t-shirt, a pair of jeans, a coat and sensible sneakers; the type of clothes she wore when not publicly offering her services as a seer.

"Is there a way out?"