The afternoon reached an early darkness on Bastion. Vereshin napped on the details of a young man plagued with visions and restless nights who sought the sorcerer's assistance in deciphering his personal anomalies. With a cigarette balancing between his fingers, a wrist hung over the side of the bathtub as he tried not to drift away in the steaming water. He woke slowly and anticipated the welcome of tea to arouse his mind. Runes and equations floated on the tiles beyond the bounds of his imagination as he conjured the appropriate design for his client's plane.
Ana, his servant, knocked twice and alerted him to the arrival of the young man he was due to meet. Raising his neck wearily from the water, he stood delicately, a shake in his legs and he became accustomed to moving around. He stepped out of the bath and wrapped a fluffy towel around his waist and rubbed another over his hair. Rubbing his dry hands and face in a softening serum, he slicked back his hair and dabbed a cologne on his neck to hide the smell of cigarette smoke. Vereshin wrapped a towel over his thin shoulders and exited to the adjoining bedroom.
"Ana, please make tea. Black." He called from behind the door as he heard the footsteps of his servant. While she greeted the guest downstairs, Vereshin selected a dark grey shirt and suit pants and dressed. He buttoned a black cardigan over the top and slung a silver chain with an amethyst pendant around his wrist. The thin tattoo of an inverted triangle displayed in contrast on his pallid ankle. His bare feet padded across the floorboards as he traveled to the lounge room downstairs. On the coffee table lay an overturned deck of cards and beneath the window stood his desk.
The tea was already served while Ana greeted Auron in the entrance corridor. Vereshin rubbed his finger on the crystal hanging from his wrist and stood beneath the door frame as Ana lead the young man inside. "Hello Auron, my name is Vereshin. You may call me Vi." The sorcerer brushed over his shiny hair in a sheepish manner and dismissed the servant with a wave of his hand. "Please sit down and help yourself to tea." He invited Auron to sit on the lounge while he took his own seat at the armchair at the head of the coffee table.
"Tell me about the dreams you have been experiencing, so I may design a plane which corresponds to you exclusively." Vereshin offered as he raised one finger and levitated the teapot over his cup. Without spilling a drop, he poured the dark liquid halfway and placed it down. His cat purred in a deep sleep on the far end of the lounge. He reached over and added one drop of milk and a teaspoon of sugar. As he stirred the tea, Vereshin combed the young man's Force presence for any disturbances and made note of the pattern of the energy he emanated.
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