Who: Echo & Marius
Where: Many Paths
When: Early afternoon
She was out of… stuff.
That was about as accurate and as concrete as Echo’s assessment of her supplies was going to get just then. Her habit of living out of her cases for the past six months (or, really, case singular – the other had been stolen on the way out of the airport because it looked nicer than hers) meant she didn’t carry ingredients around with her because of that one time she nearly got arrested for it. Apparently certain items became illegal when you moved
states. Instead she carried limited supplies of pre-prepared spellwork, invariably on her person because she trusted others with her luggage about as much as others should trust her with theirs. The spell book itself was currently stashed inside her mattress because that was the first place she thought to put it while she was hauling everything around. Not that she knew why she bothered hiding it nowadays. People who broke into her home tended to get knifed before they had the chance to make off with a history’s worth of magic. Wasn’t Echo’s fault she always bled them before she thought to curse them. You couldn’t expect a girl to go against her very nature.
( Anyway, she needed stuff. )