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Boston Commons/Public Gardens (tag to Daemon & Rose, OtA)
Jaenelle had felt the storm approaching long before she had seen it. The storm hadn't felt normal to her and the only thing that she could think of was that it was a witch storm sent to do Darkness knows what. She wasn't frightened, she had dealt with many witch storms in her young life.
She heard the winds and things crashing around them. She reached out a hand to grab Rose, and then her other hand wrapped around Daemon's wrist.
*Hold onto me* Witch commanded as she pushed her shields around them to protect them from the storm that seemed to even now be picking them up off the ground. The crashing of the storm and the lightning kept her from seeing what was happening, but she continued holding onto the ones that were trusting her to keep them safe.
She wasn't sure how long they were caught up in the storm, but the next thing she felt was that they were falling through the air. It was only when her back hit the ground that she managed to let go of Daemon and Rose's hands.
She heard the winds and things crashing around them. She reached out a hand to grab Rose, and then her other hand wrapped around Daemon's wrist.
*Hold onto me* Witch commanded as she pushed her shields around them to protect them from the storm that seemed to even now be picking them up off the ground. The crashing of the storm and the lightning kept her from seeing what was happening, but she continued holding onto the ones that were trusting her to keep them safe.
She wasn't sure how long they were caught up in the storm, but the next thing she felt was that they were falling through the air. It was only when her back hit the ground that she managed to let go of Daemon and Rose's hands.