Blasphemous Lovers [BxB]

Chapter 5

Two days had passed since the intrusion of his abode. He had spent most of this time trying to get Maggie less peeved at him and the rest of it following up with the attachment spirit case and one job that he dealt with quite easily.

He hadn't seen any sign of Facimus when he went to visit Multis about the Abigail girl to see what information he had about her and was slightly revealed when he didn't come into contact with the demon, though he still felt eyes on him, whether that his familiar or Facimus himself.

The meeting itself had revealed a bit of information about the spirit and it was rumoured that someone had already dealt with it only a few hours after it was pushed out of the step-father's body. The girl, on the other hand, came up dry. There was nothing that Multis could gather about her apart from the few things Astreal had already figured out by himself, her address, school records, close family, etc. None of which had come up with anything that could help him find her. School records only dated back to sixth grade and no further official data about anything before. She seemed to have no relatives or carers other than the step-dad and a deceased mother. Abigail seemed to be a metaphorical ghost.

Multis was not happy that his resources could not gather any info on her seeing as there was very rarely a person or thing he could not find anything about. It was almost unheard of in his business.

Astreal was now sat in a small coffee shop on the corner of a busy street in the centre of the city that he inhabited, a cup of black coffee placed in front of him as he thought about the past few days.

He was supposed to be meeting with one of his old friends -- Marley, a half-banshee -- from his early days of the job and since he hadn't seen her in a while he thought it would be good to catch up. He had asked if they wanted to meet at either his apartment or her house and just chill but she had insisted on him vacating his abode and hanging out with her and a few friends as he never socialised.

She was late as usual.

On cue Astreal's thoughts, a bubbly voice engulfed the room's calm atmosphere.

"Astreal! Hey bird~" She called happily as she made her way through the tables and over to the one he had selected. Three people followed behind her, all about their age and not human.

Marley was dressed in a turquoise, skin-tight crop top, a black pleated skirt that came to halfway up her thighs, matching turquoise wedge converse and a peach coloured rucksack with lace. Her hazel, shoulder-length hair was parted to the side and she had curled in to frame her face. As always her look fit her personality and made her look like a supermodel.

"Hey princess~" Astreal smiled in reply and raised to give her an expected hug. She hooked her arms around his neck and laid a kiss on his cheek before taking his hands in her own and giving them a squeeze.

"It's been ages! How long had it been? Like, a year maybe? Geez Astreal, you are still looking good as ever. You're still not a colour person then I see." She was practically bouncing up and down, still clasping on to his hands as if she never wanted to let go. She grinned happily and then gave them a final squeeze before letting go and turning to the people who had been with her when she walked into the coffee shop. "Guys, this is Astreal! Astreal, these plebeians are our company today. The ginger is Max, the tall one is Ash and little miss here is Evelyn. There was supposed to be another joining us but he couldn't make it."

His eyes went first to Ash who he had figured was also a half-banshee. A thing that made it more obvious he wasn't human was the fact that he had a left purple eye which he tried to hide with his brunette bangs. He was a maybe 6"2, an inch taller than himself. He was wearing casual black skinny jeans, a white t-shirt with an upside down smiley face in navy blue and a same coloured hoodie. He was definitely attractive, to say the least.