#burnthewiccan

[crowntorn]

@burnthewiccan​ 

“I want you to know that I haven’t really gotten used to cooking yet.“ He still wants to do something for Loki, a bit of a pick me up if the man is still feeling down. Amadeo has a couple of pans out along with some basic ingredients. “What are you in the mood for then?” He raises his brows as he looks over at the witch. He even has a couple of basic recipes laid out from Caraway, basic things that will help him by.

[necroheir]

Jordan rarely asked for help, especially when it came to matters of his business outside of camp, but desperate times called for desperate measures. He was reaching a bit of a dead end with one of his cases, and the only person who could help his plight was none other than another medium. The only one he knew of who was capable of communicating with the dead besides him was... the son of Hecate. It didn’t take long to track him down, his place of residence being only a stone’s throw from his own. Even easier, he found the witchy kid at the banquet hall and thought there would be no better time than now to introduce himself with all the charismatic finesse of a seasoned detective. “Loki, right?” he asked, offering a goblet of ambrosia as some leeway into a conversation. “Fitting name.” 

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[sunchild-dean]

Let it never be said that Dean wasn’t a morning person. For as long as he could remember, well before he even knew who Apollo was in the first place, he found himself naturally waking up with the sun. So that morning, the first morning the other demigod’s had returned the red headed son of the sun was already bright eyes and energized. After going on his morning run around the camp, he sauntered back into his house with a perky smirk on his lips. “Morning, bro,” he nodded to the new face he spotted as he opened the door. He had to be a mage. He looked like a mage. Not that Dean knew what the fuck a mage actually looked like if he was being honest. “I think I’m your new housemate,” he offered a light nod, before holding out a hand. “I’m Dean.”

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[theimprobabletrvth]

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Something was off about the library. Tables had been pushed aside, chairs stacked upon one another, and on the floor in white chalk was a large circle, decorate with runes, rose petals, red candles and dick drawn in chalk. In its center sat two ploughshare tortoises munching away at a cabbage. “Whatever is going on in your head,” Ozias’ voice cuts through the silence as he steps out from behind a bookshelf with a large tome in his hands and a popsicle stick protruding from his lips. “It’s not what it looks like.”

[crowntorn]

@burnthewiccan​ 

"don’t worry, i come in peace and more toned down than normal.” amadeo smiles as he takes a seat. he has a small book, but it’s not the one he’s been using with the tome or to write things down about nora and annabelle. “no philosophical amadeo, but i have been thinking about entrepreneur me.” that’s when a smile spreads across his face. “what do you think about mount olympus having a night club?” 

[crowntorn]

@burnthewiccan​ 

"just the movie binger that i was looking for!” amadeo smiles softly, his own collection of some movies in his hand. “so i know you said scott pilgrim was your favorite and i’ve never seen it before, but i wanted my first time to be with you.” he guides the witch over to enzo’s shop and then over to the back. 

there it is all set up. a large projector ready to play the film, a stand with snacks, another with drinks, and even a popcorn machine. “enzo helped me set this up!” he smiles softly as he wraps an arm around loki. “hope you don’t mind, some of the civilians want to see it too. you know, with them never having seen it either.” 

there’s a couple of different sitting arrangements. an abandoned truck with pillows on the back, some hay stacks, some fold up chairs, and even a couch taken from who knows where. “let’s get this night started.” 

[crowntorn]

@burnthewiccan​ 

after seeing annabelle turn into a demon goat, he makes sure that she’s comfortable in the pali house before going to find loki again. he feels like he’s going to constantly have to give the man mental therapy to keep up the first session that they had. “loki! just the handsome witch i was looking for.” amadeo smiles, jogging up to the man and placing a hand on his shoulder. “i wanted to check in on you. make sure everything was okay up there. the pace has picked up around here lately.” 

[crowntorn]

@burnthewiccan​ 

"Would you blind someone if you had to choice between doing that or just collecting other parts?” Amadeo really needed to stop starting conversation this way. His jaw tightened a bit as he looked over at Loki. With the way someone else reacted, he knew that he was getting to grow a little bit too dark. “Mind you, you could target someone evil.” He didn’t know how he would do that exactly, but he was an empath. Killing a evil human in some town and taking their eyes probably wasn’t too hard.