#c:arainwisp

[gabriel-enchanted-blog]

@arainwisp

There was a unique feeling of peace and magick that enveloped Gabe whenever he was around natural sources of water. For his own sanity, he tried to make it out to a stream, a river, even rain showers, at least once a week, and barring that, would create a makeshift bath to make do. He’d gotten beyond cranky when Micah first led him into more arid locations and learned how to do a little inventive self-care. 

But here, there was a lake! He hadn’t found out about it until the bonfire and had made it his personal mission to get there as soon as possible. Micah had little interest in a boring lake and he hadn’t seen Sabine on his way out so he was on yet another solo mission. Or at least he thought it was a solo mission until he spotted now-familiar blonde hair and a familiar magick. “Hello again.” he said, stopping a healthy distance away, just in case he startled her. “Would you mind some company?”

[kainanxrowe]

@arainwisp

Kainan had been about ready to call it a night. The kids were back in the chapel, for the most part, there’d be no outbursts or unplanned for murders, so all in all, it’d been a successful night. Which naturally meant he caught the sound of footsteps and a whiff of magick right as he’d turned to leave. Sigh. Turning back, he tracked the being, not understanding truly what she was or why she was such a high priority, but not trusting her farther than he could see. “Welcome back.” he said finally, all the chastisements from his younger vampires ringing in his head, apparently it was creepy to just stand and do his job. 

[oscarxkam]

@arainwisp

Oscar would happily avoid the Lake entirely but as Sophia had’t been with Anthony (typical lil shits couldn’t make things easy on him, could they) he was left searching her most visited spots. The dreaded Lake was on that list for who knows why. It was a salty, dirty, horrible thing. And to make it even better -- there was no Sophia in sight! He’d have to just tell Anthony to send his well wishes and a casual request for her to find him whenever she had the time. 

The Lake wasn’t completely barren though. The tiny sad wisp was there and so Oscar sent a warm gust of wind her way, intending to send her locks into a plalyful dance while wrapping her in some small semblance of a hug. He couldn’t imagine a life so disconnected and solitary. So he carefully made his way towards her but stopped quite shy of the dock and that nasty water before taking a seat safely on the grass and pulling out a bottle to hold out towards her.

“Is it too early for pretty little wisps to share a drink with a rogue fae?” he quipped with a wink and a smile. 

[gabriel-enchanted-blog]

@arainwisp

Gabriel found it deeply unsettling just how much a stupid fever could affect his whole body and general well-being. He felt a bajillion times better simply by having the fever magickally broken. He had no idea how long it’d last, if it’d last, but for now, he was able to move on his own and that was about all he could ask for.

Except for his magick back, but beggars couldn’t be choosers.

He went back to the house to tell Micah that the Coven was a bit of a dead end and that the recommendation was...well, he wasn’t sure he wanted to tell Micah what they recommended. He liked Willow. She’d been through so much and was still going through so much, and this was the one time he couldn’t put his own needs before someone else’s. Could he? 

It was his magick. Without it, he was vulnerable and nearly helpless. Not to mention, there were few things in his life that actually brought him any kind of joy or happiness, but magick did. It was essentially his life’s work. 

Fortunately, he realized Micah wasn’t there and therefore had time before he had to make an actual decision. 

Except he didn’t show up.

After a few hours Gabriel went from concerned to worried and when dark fell, it was back to something close to hysteria. When a full 12 hours went by, virus be damned, he was going out and looking for him. He started by the Fae, because each encounter with them had left him with a bitter taste in his mouth lately and he knew his brother wouldn’t play nearly as nice as he did, but there was no sign of him. He wouldn’t have gone to the Coven, so he skipped the cabin. The next day was the Caves. Circle back to check the house, inform Sabine, and then make a lap around the lake before he resigned himself to doing like a grid search on the whole freaking forest. 

He hadn’t stopped to sleep or eat, his fever was raging, but he still smiled slightly when he caught sight of blonde by the lake.

“Willow?” Deciding his body could use a brief respite, he dropped down on the pier, leaning back on his hands as he glanced over her. “How are you doing? You feelin’ okay?”