Rush Hour

[Constantine]

A small shop was in a chaotic mess, with the coming and going of customers and inside was a welcoming scent of blossoming flowers of all shapes and sizes, and the different species of flora filled the shelves. Black, Booted heels clicked back and forth, as the sight of dark blonde hair weaving in and out through the crowd of people, with small chit-chat being made here and there.

The Grandfather Clock ticked down the hours, with the sun fading behind the taller buildings gave sign that it was a eventful day. Constantine fell back into the massive hand crafted mahogany chair and swung her legs around till they propped on the foot stand, a heavy breath slipped past her lips, a hand curled just underneath the tumble glass, with swirling red liquid splashing the inside of the glass.

[Darcassan]

"Quite an interesting day this place has seen, don't you agree young miss" A flower of red, black and silver seemed to sprout in the very air as the man now sat, his fingers under the flower. Manipulating it with his own powers, to allow it to bloom. The elven thin armour and ears showed yet the darker skin would show he was something else other then elf. Holding out the flower to her, it would hold a rare scent of fresh rain and strawberries. A light smile graced his lips as the silver hair kept part of the yellowish green eyes from showing.

[Constantine]

Smouldering hues rose up from the swirling liquid inside the glass and those grey eyes seemed like melting silver, as they became steadily on the unique looking man "Yes a busy day indeed" accent held thick when spoke, as the woman stood up and placed the cup on the side table and took flower and placed it just inches from her nose and the aroma filled her senses was incredible "Its beautiful, Thank you and can I help you with anything?"