Hi, Come Here Often? [for inframundo]

[callmeles]

Piper couldn't believe this was the first time she'd been to Glastonbury. And yet, somehow, it felt like she'd been here.

Many times before.

And truth be told, she probably had in former lives.

Magic felt alive here and while she was here for a reason (something that would be completed in the next couple of days), she couldn't help but take the moment to soak it all up.

She'd really have to make more of an effort to get out and visit these highly mystical sites in the future.

As long as life doesn't become even more complicated like she was hearing rumors of.

Jordan and she had done the massive tour of England after high school graduation but somehow, they'd never made it here. She'd have to drag the other woman back at the soonest opportunity they had but for now, Jordan would just have to settle for a touristy shot glass that she hoped didn't break on the way back.

Piper glanced at the time and considered her options. She'd have a bite to eat after she went up the Tor and visited St Michael's Tower. With that settled, she made her way through the village and up the Tor, taking her time.

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[callmeles]

Piper watches as he steps out of the walkway and motions for her to follow him. She's not sure what prompts her to do so other than this odd feeling of trust as she follows him.

She blinks though when he confirms that she had been here before and was some sort of priestess. Though, she could see how it would appear that way.

"A priestess who had some favorite bloody past times," Piper says considering him for a long moment. Not that she was judging but it was not a path that she herself has gone down in this life.

As an Enchanted with Jordan, and still learning what that meant, they were supposed to be this 'force of good' or balance in the world. Logically, she knew that in order for there to be balance, there had to be dark and light.

After a moment, she turns to face him more fully. "So you knew her well then?"

[inframundo]

Despite himself, he can't help but laugh at that. Mostly because she words it that way though he didn't say it. He hadn't even entirely made it clear. Though that may well be because she's met him and that means she has a definite clue who and what he is.

Well at least what.

"I don't know if I should say. I mean, you're the one saying she was a priestess with a bloody past time. I admit, I'm curious why you would say that."

The truth is, they were both wicked and bloody and deadly. More than that, they found delight in it all and celebrated being what they were.

"You don't seem bothered by the idea that might be her past though."

[callmeles]

Her mouth curls up at his laugh and can't help but watch him.

"There will be no judgments from me, I just have a really good feeling about things," she answers cryptically with a smile, unsure of how much to honestly share with him just yet. But if he was right and he knew Sionnach, then he knew she was right.

She shrugs a shoulder. "I've had some time to come to terms with who she possibly was."

But if he had been there and knew Sionnach, why didn't she remember him? He was eye-catching and damned attractive, definitely, someone she would have remembered if nothing else.