Isabelle 'Izzy' Shaw (izzyshaw) wrote in birthrightrpg, @ 2020-12-25 16:07:00 |
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Entry tags: | james hutchins, ~izzy shaw |
Who: Izzy and James
When: right after this
Izzy had settled down on the couch with a glass of wine in her hand, ready to finally relax that day. She'd been on the go since early that morning, having had to set everything up for the solstice rite ahead of time before leaving for work, and had just barely made it back home in time afterwards to begin before the sun crossed the horizon that evening, then cleaning everything up afterwards. It had been strange conducting it on her own, up until now she'd always been back in San Bernardino for the Solstices and Equinoxes and it had either been her mother or under her mother's supervision. Another sign of growing up she supposed.
Her phone buzzed and she picked it up from the coffee table. It was late for someone to be texting her on a weeknight. When she saw it was from James she actually thumbed the slide to see what he'd sent, bringing the wine glass up toward her lips for a sip. The glass stopped halfway up on its journey as she saw the pictures, then was set down to have both hands free and text him back.
>>Did you take these? Get away from them ASAP if so. Danger!
>>Call me!
She didn't remember the exact specifics but she remembered enough to know the markers were a summoning, using one's own life energy to power the spell. Izzy got up from the table to get out her grandmother's books, the exact answer was sure to be held there.
"C'mon James, call me." She muttered, biting her lip as she looked at the clock and wondered if sending the pictures was the last thing he'd ever done.