it burns like heroin :: open

[marissa]

[align=center][div style="text-align: justify; width: 45%; font-family: arial; font-size: 8pt; color:black"]The sight of the beaten up house – Kade's beaten up house – resurfaced lots of repressed memories within her; the majority were pleasant, some a bit more somber. Marissa remembered the times she tagged along with the redheaded demon hunter in the past, often against the other's wishes. She felt honored that Kade was concerned for her safety, but the brunette knew herself that there was surely another reason Kade was so tentative about her company. Kade wasn't one who underestimated people. An arrogant mindset could've been a fatal mistake for an individual with her occupation. Marissa wasn't like some delicate little flower, and she was positive Kade was aware of that. Learning Kade's reasoning for acting the way she did was one of Marissa's more solemn memories, and happened to be the very reason she was present now.

Although she attempted not to alert the hunter of her appearance by staying relatively unmoving and silent, Marissa couldn't say she was surprised by Kade's realization regardless. For someone who seemed predominantly human, the hunter's cognizance was quite the opposite. Considering there was no longer a point in concealing herself from view behind the safety of one of the house's walls, Marissa waited a second before revealing herself. She stepped out from the corner, the only noise breaking the silence being the rustling of grass and gravel beneath her feet. With each step she approached closer, the metallic scent of blood intermixed with ash from the cigarette grew stronger, obscuring the smell of what would've been fresh cool air from her senses.

Now that she was at the steps, Marissa wordlessly turned to take a seat beside the taller girl. Even without either of them standing, their was a visible height difference between the two. A little sigh escaped from between her lips as she pressed the palms of her hands gently against the stairs, soon leaning her own head back to gaze upward. Sitting like this with Kade was resminiscent of the past, as little of a gesture as it was. Perhaps a lot of time had passed since Marissa last saw Kade, but that didn't make the silence between them uncomfortable. Just knowing that Kade was physically there was reassuring enough, and Marissa hoped the feeling was mutual.

Still, there were many thoughts running through her head that she wanted to verbalize. The sight of clouds beginning to roll in and obstruct her view of the glimmering lights above caused Mari to cast her gaze away from the night sky. Without tilting her head to look at Kade, she glanced at the older girl, her lips parting momentarily after to speak. "You never catch a break, do you?" Marissa's tone was calm but lighthearted as she spoke. "You've just gotten here and you've already started a new killing spree. Great." Her voice was laced with sarcasm, though it was evident that she was just joking judging from the smile that made way to her face.

Knowing her, it would've been stranger for the redhead to take a break rather than not. When it came to demons, Kade always seemed so restless to her, though it was understandable given the circumstances. If her family had gone through the same, Mari was she she wouldn't be sitting still either. There were times where she definitely respected the amount of determination Kade had, but she simultaneously worried for the girl. Even if her lifespan was stretched, that didn't necessarily mean she was immortal.

It was only after a few seconds of silence that Marissa lifted her head up from the stairs and tilted it to look at Kade. "You feeling alright?'