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@erickaholloway
WHICH TWO GREEK GODS ARE YOUR PARENTS?
Hypnos & Hecate
Oh, sweet child of sleep and magic! Your father dwells in the Underworld among the poppies, and your mother a Titan of the mysterious deep. A life of greatness stands before you dictated by calmness, curiosity, and boundless ideas. No man can tell you what realm you preside over, but look to themes of sudden inspiration and hypnotic magic as you grow into your power.
ronanwalsh:
Something with way less witches around, for starters.
Mm–– Let’s maybe not start to regress to our February selves. That wasn’t exactly a great time for anyone, even to my at times spotty memory. But clearly you’ve just woken up on the wrong side of the moon so I’m willing to breeze by that comment.
ronanwalsh:
Well it’s boring.
Sure. Guess I was expecting something more interesting myself, but I’ll live. What would you consider a fun post-full moon?
ronanwalsh:
Shit’s way too quiet for post-full moon.
And that’s... a bad thing?
seancewren:
[ PRIVATE ]
Still stands. I….want to talk to a friend I haven’t spoken to for many years. I’ve never been able to summon him before. Not enough juice. But Halloween blurs the lines, it’s always a wonky time for me, and the moon will give all magic a boost. I want to drag that stubborn asshole here. I can’t see my own eyes, so who knows? I’ll take your word for it. Thank you. Let’s see, let’s see…..okay, perfect. I’ll bring these pages back later and stitch them back in, no worries. Where shall we wander off to now?
[ PRIVATE ]
I’m sorry about your friend. I guess if there was ever an opportunity to be able to do it, it’d be on an All Hallow’s Eve blue moon. I hope it works. I’m having the sudden urge to lie down in the garden.
seancewren:
[ PRIVATE ]
Well that is something, you never would have stood a chance against a vampire. But you could have bought a twenty second distraction, minimum. Touching and hot as hell that you’d want to magically anchor me, you wouldn’t do. It has to be someone you have a deep emotional bond with, to call you back to the surface if something goes awry. I don’t even know if the goddesses I arrived with would cut it. Who would anchor you, Ericka Holloway? Forget about me, I see things all the time.
[ PRIVATE ]
It was more like five seconds max but it was what we needed at the time. Alright, so you really want to try something wild, huh? Is it a surprise, or do you want to share those big plans of yours? I’m not sure. If the anchor has to be a witch... well, I would trust Thierry to keep me grounded and probably support whatever weird ritual I cook up. My emotional bond to her is pretty damn deep seeing as how I owe her my life. So you’re seeing how your eyes are turning into little galaxies too? Awesome. That book with the ritual is right here. Can’t remember the chapter ‘cause the letters are all floating off the pages.
seancewren:
[ PRIVATE ]
Hmmm. On a sliding scale of bravery, where do you fall? No, it is a useful thing to have, I hadn’t planned on it for you specifically. There’s a unique power surge that comes around once every two decades or so. I don’t want to waste it - I’m not patient enough to wait til near fifty. It would be helpful to have this in my back pocket in case I find I need more power or….an anchor, so to speak. You got it in one, my friend. It was all about teaching control. The council didn’t like the potential for mischief. It’s why Lina is so tightly buttoned up. She stayed there for years. There’s a chance instead of amplifying the alchemy, your coven’s magic amplifies the control, and she gets the self discipline of a Buddhist monk and can shatter sheetrock by slipping into a deep enough meditation. How are you feeling?
[ PRIVATE ]
I wouldn’t call it bravery so much as apathy, but I did recently stand up against a vampire once, so take that as you will. Tomato tomahto. So there might be something specific you’re trying to get done. If you need an anchor, I’ll probably be in. All of this talk about magical prisons makes me want do something they’d hate. Here’s to hoping your friend gets a little taste of mischief moving forward. I’m feeling pretty good, Wren. I’m feeling pretty good. You?
seancewren:
What a brave witch I’ve stumbled upon. Do you need a ritual to keep all my secrets? Yes, your coven would be lucky to have her. And by extension me. I don’t know how to leave that woman alone. I keep in touch with Lina - we slipped away in the night at the same time. Awfully romantic, no? No one else. Though I do have a few wicked stories. One girl could get you to do anything she wanted you to, just by suggesting it. Jump off a roof, swim to the bottom of the lake, hand over all your possessions. She never used it, though.
[ PRIVATE ]
I wouldn’t be so quick to call me brave, but capable of keeping secrets? Of course. Is that what this is? If there’s something you want to tell me, you can. The book with the ritual is just in the corner anyway. It’s up to you. Then we really are a lucky coven. If that girl never used it, then why was she in a magical prison? Just for possessing the ability to do it?
riva-astor:
I have, is that surprising? Also don’t think I don’t hear you and Haven talking about it being my turn to go out of a window. I can play babysitter if it’ll keep me off the chopping block for a bit.
No, but remind me to not lose my product next time and I won’t make you be the babysitter. The longer it takes for you to go out the window, the longer it’ll take for it to go back around to me. If the universe is doing a one by one cycle thing. But if Haven keeps yelling that I’m poisoning people... we’ll see about that.
seancewren:
I only had a sip of it, you drank the entire thing. Navigating around in this current moment is very ambitious of you when I know where nothing is, points for bravery. Sounds like fun. I haven’t made it to the library yet. Oh, I will keep that in mind; I think my alchemist is growing tired of me trying to coax her into making things. More open is one way of putting it. It’s a side effect of always being labeled forbidden magic, I think. Makes other forbidden things seem mostly harmless. Especially if the powers that be never find out.
I never claimed to be able to get us there on the first go, but I’m feeling synthetically confident about it. We’ll get your ritual so you can spill your secrets safely. It’s just... around this corner somewhere. An alchemist is not a bad friend to have. It’ll be cool to have her in the coven.... A coven who knows what it’s like to be labeled forbidden magic too. You must’ve met interesting people in the magic boarding school prison. Do you stay in touch with anyone?
caldwells:
Take a sip, Holloway. If I have to go through this, so do you. And we’ll spare Riva. When I told her to live a little, being poisoned by her coven member wasn’t what I had in mind. — If I see a clown that isn’t you in any of these hallucinations, Ericka, I swear to the Goddess that I will spend the rest of our very long eternities never letting you live this down.
I guess ‘poisoning’ and ‘attempted murder’ weren’t on my villainous deeds list yet. Unless–– no, I wouldn’t count that. Fine. Putting a new meaning to the phrase guilt trip. I’ll get some music going. Remember that you like me sometimes.
vesperlinwood:
Oh. Suddenly everything makes much more sense.
I am officially not regretting this anymore. So. How’re you feeling?
jordan-becker:
Weird substances that get you high? Sounds like my jam. Not gonna lie, I’m really disappointed I missed out.
At least this little... slip up is quickly giving me a lot of information about who likes what kind of fun. Sounds like brewing tricks may be something that interests you.
caldwells:
You mean to tell me that you poisoned me? And when I hallucinate me punting you out the window for this, Ericka? Then what!
It’s Riva’s turn to get thrown out a window, not mine. Not yet. And, hey, she was down for the experience. Let’s find her a dose and it’ll be an immortal bonding experience.
caldwells:
What the fuck did you do to me, Holloway?
It’s only going to last like, several hours. You’ll be totally fine. Think happy thoughts. Not for the trip, but for my sake. Please don’t be mad. The visions are very mild, anyway. It’s more about the feeling.
riva-astor:
Oh, Goddess, Ericka, did you make something to get us high? Damn, now I wish I had.
To get me high. ...Really? Huh. Guess we’d better find the rest. I’m not passing up the opportunity to see you on this stuff. Have you dabbled before?
riva-astor:
..I’m now grateful I didn’t pick up the suspicious looking bottles. What were you making?
Alright, so that’s one person out of two. A little concoction that was popular in my old community when they wanted to connect with the universe and nature. At least that was their official statement. I was... bored.