Poking?

"Unauthorised use of magic isn't permitted on these ground!"

Marek looked towards the crowd of guards, whose spears were aimed towards him in a warning manner. He gave a soft sigh, feeling how troublesome the situation may get.

He glanced back, intending to look towards his daughter for assistance, only to find them her and her girlfriend gone. And in their place was a black, oozing puddle of darkness that soon slipped away.

He then gave another exasperated sigh before muttering in a glitched and robotic voice:

"I-... I suppose that's fair..."

He rummaged through the pockets on the back of his hips, holding out a badge with a rose illustration. If possible, he would rather try to do things as legal and less troublesome as he possibly could.

***

Marionette slipped through the streets, eventually making it back to the dormitory. Under the startled gaze of the people passing by, she rose out from the black puddle.