pumpkinskeleton (pumpkinskeleton) wrote in wariscoming, @ 2010-10-01 00:08:00 |
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Entry tags: | dawn summers, jack skellington |
Who: Jack Skellington and Dawn
What: Spells and cemeteries
Where: A cemetery near the outskirts of town
When: Late evening
Rating: PG-13
Jack had everything ready and set up. All he needed was someone to help him read those blasted spells. Sighing as he stirred his pot that he had brought from home, he just hoped this work. Then at least he’d be able to see things from home. He didn’t lie to the girl. There was nothing she had to do besides read the spells for him and he’d do all the work. Making sure the fire was hot enough, he added the worms wart as well as the night shade and ladies finger and boys toe. Those were touching ingredients with some apparently and he figured that as soon as he finished before she got there the better.
For once he was dressed down and more casual. After all they were in a cemetery and it wasn’t like he was trying to impress her or anything. Just another set of hands. Jack would have to wait though till she got there for the final ingredient, his own blood. There were a few utensils that he had, as it required a bit since he was so far from home to begin with. Jack would have to sit tight and hope she got there alright. Afterwards he’d escort her back to the complex and if she didn’t want to go, then he’d do what he would have to. Last thing he would need was the complex out for his head because he let her walk of and she end up dead in a ditch or worse.