Who: Diana Croft and Nikolaos Ramsay What: Introductions When: May 23rd, early afternoon Where: The Village
Working at the pool of tears had allowed her to practice her wards while on duty all night. Normally, such practice would leave her feeling drained and almost sore, like stretching unused or underutilized muscles. Instead, especially after resting last night, she was fine. Better than fine really. She felt energized, empowered… ready to take on the world, or, at least Seth.
The very power of the spirits tingled at her finger tips, just begging her to use it. What could it hurt? It was right there. It was her birthright. The There was a whole coven here, along with countless other supernatural who had probably dealt with far worse than a “baby witch”. The urge to just let out a little of her power called to her. Magic twitched under her skin, fluttering in her fingers like a butterfly.
“Well nothing’s going to get done if I just sit around looking at my hands.” She muttered in reflection. With a huff she got up, cleaned and ready for the day ahead.
Almost immediately she noticed Achak headed off in an entirely different direction. He paused to look over his large shoulder before ducking past several other ‘homes’.
She huffed as she followed after him, “No, no, that’s fine, I wasn’t planning on grabbing breakfast.”
She practically ran into a rather large man in her attempt to catch up with her spirit guide… who was, rather conveniently, no where to be found now.
“Sorry!”
She looked up… and up at the man, feeling the magic on him.
“Sorry uh…. Wasn’t paying attention to where I was going.”