A Warm Heart

Colette Page, Witch

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missrivermoore​:

“Great,” River smiled when Colette accepted her offer of making breakfast the next morning. She’d also offer to help around the house in other ways as well but making breakfast was a good start. 

Going to an open mic night with Colette sounded great and she was hopeful that she would discover new songs and potential new spells in the process. “I don’t want to take away from your time though so we don’t have to do that right away or if you change your mind and decide you don’t want to go that’s okay too,” River added, not wanting to be overly burdensome. 

“I’ll try that later,” she watched Colette maneuver her way around the kitchen and immediately felt bad for being so idle. “Can I help you with anything? I feel bad I’m just standing here watching you work.” 

It was already nice having someone else in the house. The intention was never to live here alone forever. But to invite others in to make it a safe place for witches to meet and gather. Colette couldn’t help but smile at the thought and the young woman’s enthusiasm. 

“Please my time is pretty much just working at the shop and making things for the shop. A night off sounds pretty amazing.” It would be nice to have someone to go out with. To help take the load of the shop off her shoulders for a few hours a week. 

“I’d be happy to help you try.” Colette offered with a smile. “No you’re good. Should be done it a few minutes, I’m sure you’re hungry.” 

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hastalikhunts​:

        “Spirits don’t exist in our coven,” believe was reality for witches and Has knew that when he died he was dead and there would be nothing more of him. “The mere concept of immortality is sinful, physically or in spectral form. A spirit wouldn’t be able to do spells regarding our beliefs because anyone of our beliefs couldn’t become a spirit,” he explained. Obviously he knew spirits were real, that because other people believed them they could exist, but no spirit could do magic regarding his coven’s magic. “I think it’s Nyx, trying to give me ways to do magic without having to hurt vampires,” he stated.

          “Protected by what? Your own magic?” he asked, because so far everyone he’d mentioned blood magic too, other than River was pretty convinced it was all evil and probably meant he was something vile. If this spell called for that sort of magic, even if he had a way to not use vampire blood now, he worried Colette was maybe getting into something she shouldn’t. In the same thought though he knew Colette was probably smarter about magic in general though, and if she believed it was safe she’d have known better than him.

“That an interesting why to interpret things,” Spirits had always been such a natural part of every witchcraft she knew of. That being said Has seemed to practice something mostly foreign to her. “I think would have known if it was Nyx, I’ve used the moon in spells before. I know the moon.” 

“The green man, my magic. However you want to see it.” Though his magic wasn’t something she was comfortable with all the time, Colette knew better then to ignore signs when they were presented to her. She’d help now in whatever way she could.

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hastalikhunts​:

          “River was visited by someone too,” he said, not willing to say that the young girl was convinced that it was his Mother. Has didn’t want to believe it because his Mother had never come to his aid, and, if River was right, the woman was not dead the way Hastalik had been told she was. “Not a spirit but a woman who showed her how to play a spell,” Has said simply. 

          “We’re meant to?” he asked, shocked because if he was meant to cast it with her then whoever had spoke or reached out in some way to Colette knew that he’d got his magic back, and had a way to cast it. “You’re not like nervous to cast a spell you were just….out of the blue given?”

“was she?” Colette said there was a bit of surprise in her voice, but it was clear that someone was trying to connect with all of them. “How would you know it wasn’t a spirit?” Colette supposed she was willing to call things spirits more quickly then most. 

“I can’t imagine what else we are meant to do with it.” She said with a shrug of her shoulders. “I am protected.” She said with out much thought. Colette knew it was strange but if this was wrong she would feel it. 

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missrivermoore​:

“Oh yeah, that’s fine. I’ll pretty much eat anything except for mushrooms,” she had a problem with the texture of them. “Rice and beans sounds amazing,” and it did, especially since she couldn’t remember the last time she had a proper home cooked meal. River enjoyed cooking and usually offered to do so when she was living somewhere as a means of showing her gratitude. “If you’d like, I can make us breakfast tomorrow?” She offered, still in disbelief that Colette was going to let her stay and wanted to subtlety confirm once more. “I can make amazing banana walnut pancakes with caramel syrup.” She didn’t know many vegetarian recipes but she’d enjoy learning.

“I love open mic nights,” River admitted with a small smile. “I usually prefer to sit and watch other people play though.” Considering her history of magic mishaps, playing in a full bar was a gamble with chaos that she was bound to lose. 

The coven of witches that River had found were all like her, either born out of non-magical parents or simply lost somehow, each one teaching the other the only form of magic they could understand which was through music. Of course there were other forms of magic but River was new to them, things like pendulums and spirit boards all sounded like foreign artifact. “So you’d use the pendulum with the spirit board or are they separate things?” 

“No mushrooms noted.” Colette said with a smile as she worked with easy in her kitchen. The water starting to boil as they continued speaking. Feeding people was one of the easiest ways to create magic. Especially if that person was hungry which it seemed River was. Her offer to cook breakfast was very welcome. “Those sound amazing and happen to have bananas.” 

“Well, I definitely know that feeling. I also tend to stay in my seat.” It did surprise her a bit that someone so into music wouldn’t want to share it with people. “We could find one around town. Be a nice night.” 

Colette nodded. “Or you can just write yes or no a piece of paper and hold it over.” Most witchcraft could be done cheaply at the drop of a hat. “I use it when I need more direct answers.” 

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sadie-carterfjc​:

sadie looked around in the shop, it was clearly not a supermarket of any sort, it would have been the strangest and possibly the smallest supermarket she had been to, however, everything that was in that shop, indicated that going into the shop, was no mistake at all. she had been looking for answers for a while now, and perhaps, the shop that the friendly woman owned, was a good place to start.

a faint smile appeared on sadie’s face as the other woman offered her breakfast even though it was quite early and also, not her business if sadie got food or not. “that’s very kind of you,” her feet started to move when the other woman started to walk into a part that seemed like her house. “spells?” sadie’s eyebrows raised at her words, “that’s pretty dope, did not know it would be stores for that, kinda thought it would be handed down in people’s coven and such, but hey, what do i know?”

It wasn’t uncommon for witches to be drawn here. Intuition knew and that’s how most witches moved in the world. It seemed this young woman had found her way here just that way. Tilting her head Colette studied her for a moment, wondering if River or Has was awake this early to hear them talking. 

Colette smiled back easily, glad for the friendly gesture. They moved into the kitchen and Colette started the stove and put the kettle on as she’d done for Has and River. Seeming to make a habit of taking new witches in now a days. “It is handed down but, you can also sell a bit of magic.” She said with a laugh motioning to the table for her to sit. 

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mayarparker​:

Maya simply didn’t believe Colette that Maya didn’t owe her. She smiled and nodded like she did. As much as Colette meant what she was saying, it didn’t negate Maya’s lifetime of experience. Hopefully, some day it would, but for now Maya could only base how she understood her relationships on how they had existed in the past. 

Still the invitation to dinner cracked a grin across Maya’s face. “Is this just a ploy to get more cupcakes?” she joked, “But yeah, thanks. I’d like that.” 

“It’s one hundred percent a ploy to get more cupcakes.” Colette said lifting her hands up as a sign of giving in. Though to be truthful the idea of Maya eating alone while she River and Has were here didn’t sit well. Slowing inviting Maya into the fold seemed to be what she responded best too. So Colette would continue to open her door for the young witch but never hold her there.

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hastalikhunts​:

            Hastalik heard Colette’s call and made his way through her establishment to the kitchen with a lazy sort of wander, half dragging his feet as fingers fiddled with his rings. Just as River’s connection with Nyx had caught him off guard anything with Colette surely would too. Why would his goddesses reach out to anyone but him? He didn’t consider a second person would be reached.

             Once in the lounge though Has accepted the spell she held in her hand, skimming over it quickly, a furrow to his brow as he read some of it aloud, his Turkish mixing with his Greek until he was looking up at Colette since she shouldn’t have had a spell like this if she worshipped the Green Man. It was blood magic, sort of, and though Has knew he didn’t need blood anymore to perform such a spell, it was a strange spell to imagine someone who worshipped the way Colette did would hold it.

             “This says ‘safe place,’” he informed Colette, and then pointed to another word “This means ‘beacon,’ did you write this?” Hastalik asked her, his tall form leaning over her own. She couldn’t have. Did Colette even know Turkish? 

He made his way into the kitchen and Colette looked at him. Had he sent the woman she meet this morning, they were connected. He took the spell from her hand skimming what had been written on the paper. Colette knew most of it, she felt it when she looked at the paper. But it wasn’t her magic, it was natural but not in the way she moved. 

“There was a woman or spirit this morning, she gave it to me.” It wasn’t uncommon for witches to be visit by spirits. Magic magic draws in magic, but Colette knew most of the entities that floats close by her. The one this morning she’d never seen before. But as Has stood before her Colette could feel the blue yes still watching them.

“I think we’re meant to cast it.” She said with a sigh, letting her mind settle into the idea. Though a bit scary. 

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missrivermoore​:

The last time she had a full meal was when Has bought her Chinese food and they watched a movie until they passed out. This morning she had a handful of trail mix from the vending machine and a mint she took from the front desk of the motel. She still had the rest of the trail mix in her bag somewhere. First rule of living on limited means was never finish your food when you managed to get some, always save at least half cause you were never sure when you’d get another meal. With a job and a place to stay, she hopefully wouldn’t need to worry about that anymore. “Food sounds great,” she admitted, hoping she didn’t come across as too eager. 

“Yes, I am, mostly. I learned some from people I’ve met but mostly I taught myself and I can play a bit of clarinet, guitar, and piano as well.” It was just harder to carry around a guitar and a piano while traveling as she liked to keep her bags as light as possible, it was already a bit burdensome to have a violin and a flute but she made it work.

“How does that work? Do I just hold it up and then ask it a question?” She’d only ever known magic through music and wasn’t certain if it would work if she wasn’t playing anything. Maybe if she made it using a string from her violin it would work.

“I’m vegetarian, I hope that’s alright.” Colette began to pull out the ingredients working around her kitchen with ease. Colette always had plenty of food around and there was something so magical about a home cooked meal. Turning the stove top on she placed a pot of water on and letting it begin to heat up. “Does rice and beans sound good?” She asked with a smile. 

“I know a vampire who owns a bar, I wonder if she’d want you to play. Like an open mic night or something.” Colette could see Bella liking the idea of another big party at her place. She would have to ask her about it next time they spoke.  

“It’s magic, honey.” Colette said with a small laugh. “I supposes it relays on the personal connection you have with what you are asking. Taps into intuition and higher vibrations.” Colette nodded her head. “We can use a spirit board and see if it moves to yes or no.” 

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mayarparker​:

Maya was quick to shake her head. “Oh no, between this and helping River I owe you,” she said. She was already doing mental calculations as to how she might repay the gesture. It wasn’t entirely a conscious though process. Rather an instinct of being told all the things other people did for her, how she owed them for it. Foster parents mostly, but the Chief of Police too when they asked her to testify against Wyatt Shaw. It simply showed her that she had to earn people’s care and attention. 

“So things are going well with River?” she asked. Maya had already talked to River about it a bit, but wanted to check in with Colette as well. She was still mentally framing it as a favor Colette was doing for her, despite the fact that Colette would’ve probably offered of her own free will given the chance. 

Colette shook her head lightly. “You don’t owe me anything Maya, taking care of people is what I do.” She knew many people especially young witches weren’t used to it. People like Maya and River felt as if they needed to repay her but Colette found nothing more rewarding then helping other witches. It made her happy. “Besides I was making the oil for the shop anyway.” 

“Yeah, she moved into the spare room down stairs. It’s nice to have someone else around. This house is awful big for one person.” Colette said with a smile, speaking very truthfully. “You could come tonight for dinner if you’d like?” 

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mayarparker​:

A faint pink still stained Maya’s cheeks as Colette explained what the oil was for. As far as magic went, she was good at what she was good at, but everything else was a bit of a mystery to her. She’d worked with River and had vague memories of her mother’s magic. Her experiences though, she knew, were limited. Still, she couldn’t help but laugh at Colette’s assessment that everyone could use a little divine protection. Maya certainly could use a little. “You can say that again,” she replied, smiling. 

Expression softening, she added, “Thanks, its real sweet of you to think of me.” She really was touched. She didn’t get gifts often and it always surprised her when she did. Even if Maya wasn’t entirely sure when she might use it, the thought was kind and what counted at the end of the day. 

There was a bit of blush on Maya’s cheeks and Colette wondered if she was used to receiving gifts. It wasn’t something she did all that often but when someone seemed to need help Colette couldn’t stand by, especially another witch. “I could make you something stronger.” 

Her face was softer then the first time they meet and Colette took that as a good thing. Maybe she was making progresses. “It’s no problem, it’s what I do after all.” Colette said with a proud smile. Maybe she would have a coven here someday. 

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hastalikhunts​:

Sisters in Craft || Has&Colette

       As she had River, Leyla came to Colette, but not through her dreams. Colette had not reached out through magics the way that River had, but a mother knew when her son had been touched by another witch, when his energies had shifted from their usual alignment. Leyla was by no means envious, the energy surrounding her son had always been purely masculine apart from his reach to her, his misguided belief that he was reaching for goddesses in the sky when in reality he was reaching for his mother and his sister.

         So, though she could not push herself into Colette’s mind she could put her own energy out into Colette’s environment for the witch to feel and sense. If observant enough, as Leyla presumed the witch could be, she would be able to see the note Leyla held in her hand from her own place in the world. Though the entire script was in Turkish, Colette would have no trouble seeing it through her own eyes with the intent of Leyla. A spell to enchant a home, and a request for her son to be taken care of. The only potential for a misunderstanding of translation was the word ‘son’ that Leyla wrote not in Turkish, but a mix of it and Greek that implied perhaps Hastalik was her son, or her worshipper, or more spiritually connected to her rather than biologically. But the spell would be clear as day, and it would require a witch of Hastalik’s practicing.

        Not that Hastalik knew that when he pushed open the door to Coven’s Cottage, his dog on a leash, but quite immediately finding somewhere in the store to nap and Has letting go of it. “Colette? River?” he called, though he had a feeling River was currently with Maya since she tended to respond more slowly to his messages when she was with her friend than when she was at home above the store. 

          “I have the worst headache, I was hoping you had something for it,” the male witch mused as his heavy combat boots walked through the well supplied store.

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Why did it feel like the moon was watching her? Colette stood in her room, still in her robe and nightgown. It wasn’t a new feeling for a witch of her power to be watched. But Colette knew the eyes of the Greenman, she knew the spirits who had seen her. She though she’d known the moon before right now. Turning to face the eye without no small amount of nerves the image that stared back at her wasn’t one she’d ever seen before. She was beautiful. 

“You aren’t the moon,” Colette said the lines on her forehead folding in confusion. There was a note that seemed more corporal then anything else about this specter. Looking down at it for a moment Colette reached out her hand feeling the unmistakable cold of the dead as she drew closer to the woman. The words caused more confusion, a safe place, harbor, him. “A spell.” She said with a nod in understanding. Though she wasn’t certain her talents alone could carry out this particular spell. “Thank you.” 

The sound of Has’s voice shook her out the daze. The spell firmly in her hand Colette walked down the stairs, still a bit pale. “I’m in the kitchen Has.” She answered hearing the sound of his loud boots on her wood floors.

She took there in her nightgown spell in hand. “Do you know what this means?”

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missrivermoore​:

River peered back at the room Colette indicated to, the plants in the room gave it a fresh look and smell, she could only imagine what it must be like in the morning with the sun shining through the window. “It’s perfect,” she could almost cry. All her life she had been tossed around from one place to the next, always sharing a room with at least one other child, never having a private moment to herself and here she was about to have a room of her own. Maybe it wouldn’t be hers forever but it would be hers for now and that alone was enough to make her soul ache with happiness. She would need to do something to make it up to Colette for her generosity. “It’s too much,” she said to the other witch, feeling breathless, “I’ll pay you back I promise. I’ll work so hard at the store and do my best so … thank you.” 

She bit the inside of her cheek and set her bag down by the base of the bed hesitantly, as if a moment later Colette would realize she’d made a mistake and ask her to leave. 

“Yes, I play the flute and violin though I’m not very good at the violin yet.” She still had a lot to learn. “A pendulum?” River shook her head, she’d never even heard of it before. “What does it do?”

“You can move the plants around if you need more space.” Colette said flipping the light on a leading River into the room. It was a rather simple room, the white bed did look rather welcoming though. With big fluffy pillows. Just waiting for a someone. “The closets over there.” Colette pointed to the other side of t he room. The way River reacted made her heart ache a little. This was a small kindness in Colette’s opinion, everyone deserved a safe space. “I’m sure you will. How about we get something to eat?”

“Are you teaching yourself?” She asked. The most music she participated in was singing in her spells. Though she wouldn’t call it a gift more of a way to set intention. “I’d love to hear you play some time.” 

“It answers yes or no questions, you can use it to tune in on someone.” Colette explained. “If you have a necklace with a pendant you can use that. Or we can make one.” 

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mayarparker​:

It was strange to Maya that anyone would work on something with her in mind. She’d spent the last year not connected to anyone. Even when she lived in Boston, she always kept a certain distance from people. Including never mentioning when her birthday was. Gifts, therefore, were an uncommon occurrence. But she’d never put much stock in things, so it didn’t bother her. “Um, thanks,” she said, taking the bottle and feeling her cheeks hot with a blush. She flashed a small smile. Feeling rooted wasn’t something Maya was familiar with. “Am I supposed to do something with it or…?” she asked. Her own magic, and River’s to some degree, was really the only magic she understood well. 

Perhaps she should explain that she was working on it and had thought of her. Maya didn’t seem the type who liked to be doted on but Colette couldn’t help it. When a witch seemed like they needed help she’d never turn her back on them. “You’re welcome.” She said with a nod. “Well it depends, you can use it for spell work or setting intention. You can defuse it like essential oils, you can wear it as a blessing like perfume. I like using oils because of how versatility they are.” Colette explained with a nod. “Everyone can use a little divine protection.” 

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