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Well this was a day, this was a hell of a day. First Starbright got kidnapped by his dear friends and then someone actually injured him. Like sure Starbright knew that this line of work entailed having a few scrapes but someone actually injured him. All he could really do was take pleasure in his attacker being dispatched with haste. The Bullet was a star in the making, Chad just didn't know it yet. But Starbright had the know how to make sure that became reality. Though that scream may take some work.
Just as The Bullet returned from the elevator, he noticed more people showing up. A couple faces he hadn't seen before, one that he honestly wish he hadn't, and oh! The other one was Rumi. Starbright immediately shifted his attention toward the 'tech guy.' "Rumi! So good to see you again. Listen you're a smart guy right? I got a new idea that I would pay bank if you could make it for me. So its like a microphone right, but instead when you turn it on..." Starbright remembered that Tom was with him when Cristina gave that warning, he wasn't about to risk his ass on Tom not being a nark. "Well we can go over the details once this whole thing is over. We better get a move on anywa-."
Smoke filled the room, and Starbright immediately started coughing. Starbright had never been so much as 30 metres within a cigarette so this was unpleasant to say the least. The introductions all past while he was still trying to regain his breath. "Division X? More like Division of being very rude, am I right? You should cool it with the smoke, these lung probably cost more than your..." Starbright immediately shut up when he saw the Moonbelt. He did not want it, he needed it.
It was all an interesting group, perhaps with everyone here Wings could be taken down today. Though he did try to ignore the threat from the strangely pink looking one. As if he knew what 'Eyesoleen', if he didn't know better he would just assume its the name of some very unfortunate girl.
Starbright's heart dropped at he saw the Moonbelt be tossed to Joseph. Of all the people, why Joseph? Like hell Starbright was going to ask Joseph for that Moonbelt, and it definitely soured his mood. But he quickly switched his face back to regular confident Starbright, he wasn't about to show anyone the satisfaction that he was jealous of someone. "Make that two ideas Rumi. I have two ideas."
Chad followed the group to the roof of the building, grimacing as he passed the burnt reamins of his cellphone. He leaned over to whisper to Starbright, the person he was standing closest to.
"Do you know how to fly a freaking minijet?? And can you give me a crash course before I... crash?"
Starbright had noticed The Bullets expression when looking down at his phone earlier and decided to address that first. "You didn't need that phone anyway. Did you see that camera on that? Only 12 Megapixels? Ugh, so last month. I'll be getting you a much better one after all this, so keep your head up.
"As for flying a minijet, well I have been driving fast sports cars since I was 16. I'm pretty sure its the same thing, right? All you have to do is floor the gas petal and steer out of the way of things." This piece of great advice was the product of only driving on booked out race tracks for fun. The idea of Starbright having to drive himself anywhere as laughable.
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Chronologically takes place before the previous Rowan post
Rowan was caught a bit of guard when Cassandra mentioned it for self use. "I... oh... yeah see I thought you were going to use it on... never mind, moving on." Rowan stumbled through that first sentence with the grace of a bull in a china shop. "If you are going to use it on yourself, just make sure to watch the doses and to take it with water. Go a bit overboard and you are going to start forgetting things. If we have to get that snooty healer from Maine over here again, I'm not going to forgive you hahaha."
Cassandra looked over at Rowan. "So what are you working on, then? Anything interesting? I certainly wouldn't mind learning a little bit more of alchemy. It doesn't hurt to have a broader base, and I'd be glad to show what the Dark Arts can do in exchange."
Rowan thought about making some excuse up but she also knew she wasn't a good liar. With a sigh, "Pancakes actually. I not busy with anything right now I'm just a bit reluctant to move into my room at this minute." Rowan's spine pricked up a bit when she mentioned dark arts but the Moore family didn't become the Moore family shying away from certain schools of magic. "You know what? I'll take you up on that, at the very least it will be good to know how that stuff is all done." Rowan's eyes trailed a small golem holding a dangerous chemical. "Excuse me sorry, I'll be just a second."
Speaks with: Cassandra @blackdragon
David got a bit of a chill running down his spine when he realized Rebecca probably wasn't quoting that movie for the sake of it. I mean sure the sixth sense didn't really scare him or anything, but just thinking of that concept being real freaked him out. Still the girl looked a lot more chipper than David would expect for someone with that ability.
Moving on. "Yeah, you see, Rebecca here has the right idea. What more could the elders do except just having us run chores. Getting free accommodation and food is a sweet deal for a few odd jobs I would say." A bit of recognition struck David that perhaps the other two couldn't quite appreciate that fully yet. "Either way, heres my plan. We go do whatever flower picking, toad stool scouting, or whatever they want us to do. Meanwhile, we have a some proper good parties, and we are on easy street for the summer. Don't that sound good?"
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Rowan knew the other witch that entered a lot better. It was Iris and she had immediately set to brewing. As per usual, she looked all out of sorts for the morning. Never the less, she hadn't seen her for a while until all this so maybe she had changed. Looking at her golem, at least that had greatly improved. It was in all sorts of shambles a few years ago, now it could keep some coordination. But what was that it was holding? No no no no no, she wasn't about to trust the safety of herself and everyone in the room to a walking log.
Rowan took the highly toxic chemical out of the golems hands and well out of its reach. "Nah ah ah, you aren't doing this again." Rowan approached the witch dealing with dangerous chemicals. But Iris was also dangerously unprepared for the day ahead. "The Sisters said they had stuff we have to do today. Now go get yourself ready before you carry on with... uh... Rowan waved her hand over indicating toward the brewing concoction trying to find the words to describe it. "I'm not even going to ask what this is." Was Rowan being a little harsh? Maybe. But someone has to mom up in situations like this.
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The phone blew up taking that level of electricity, even Starbright's hands stung. But that didn't matter, all that mattered is what happens in "3, 2, 1." Starbright smiled even wider as the noise outside erupted into the cries of a peaceful protest that just became a riot. He tried his best to stand up looking completely unphased. However, the injury on his ankle sent a wave of pain through him causing him to stumble. This shattered the illusion that the Shocker had done nothing to him almost instantly. "Well good job... dumbass. You and your other ugly ass EAGLES buddies just killed Starbright on an international live stream. That just leaves one loose end." Starbright stuck a pose blasting light directly into the Shocker's eyes to blind him.
"Take care of him please."
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David finished off his plate as he heard a bit more commotion coming from the window. He didn't pay much mind to it and was about to go wash off his plate before he heard the name Caleb thrown around. The guy who had just walked in was his roommate, he had to at least try to make some friends here.
David walked over with the intention of introducing himself as he was hit with a word salad that could be perceived as flirting toward his future roommate. His eyebrows raised and blinked a bit in surprise, the more shocking thing maybe is that he has heard worse. Either way, they seemed occupied so he turned on his heel to wash his plate.
There was a magic cloth there washing the plates as they came in. David went to go wash his own plate but it kept getting in the way. So he ended up pushing the mystical rag aside, and it drooped in midair as if to indicate it was sad. David didn't care about that though, he finished up and the kitchen returned to status quo after he left.
Leaving out the front door, David walked in on a conversation. It was Kate, Rebecca, and Hana talking about what the rest of the summer would entail. Not that David knew their names well or anything, he had only vaguely recognized Hana from a year ago. Even then, Hana was just heading back inside as he came out. He decided to join in on the convo with a bit of a joke. "See, I reckon we are in for the magical summer camp of a life time. Then maybe, somewhere down the track, we discover the true magic was friendship all along." He chuckled to himself about the after school special he was narrating then went to introduce himself. "Where are my manners, its David by the way. And you two are?" He had his arm out for a handshake. While a lot of his tone came off as sarcastic, that sarcasm didn't seem pointed at anyone.
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Rowan noticed another witch enter, it was Cassandra. She had seen her around plenty and knew her name and all. But Rowan had to admit she had never gotten to know her too well. When Cassandra started brewing up a potion, Rowan didn't pay it much mind. 'Another witches business is their own' was a motto Rowan lived by.
“Hey, Rowan,”she said, giving the other witch a gentle tap on the shoulder, “does this look right for a clear mind potion? I’m not entirely sure.”
Rowan was always happy to help someone with a subject like alchemy. Even if the name 'clear mind potion' made her shudder a bit. None the less, Rowan knew of it and was able to have a look. "It does look a bit dark doesn't it. I swear it should be a lighter color. I mean it should probably still do the job, just maybe not to the extent you are hoping for. Hold on, bear with me." She got off her seat and walked over to the large book shelf. Rowan ran her finger over the spines of the books. She muttered the names of the books as she past them by "elements and alchemy, the magic of newt's tongue, Greenthumb's guide to flowers." Eventually her finger landed on what she was looking for. "Ah ha, here it is. Alchemy for the Human Mind by Elizabeth Moore." Most of the recipes in the book (including clear mind) were well known potions before even her grandmother was born, but it was more her work to improve on known methods.
The book was certainly one of her grandmother's darker projects. This made it not very enjoyable to read for Rowan, but she still forced herself to read cover to cover. The human mind is a very fragile thing and is extremely hard to recover once tampered with. Even with some of the most skilled healing witches from multiple covens called in to heal the subjects after testing, some still never fully recovered. It was for this exact reason Rowan had hesitated for a moment when deciding to help Cassandra with this project or even give the opposite advice to diminish the potion. But ultimately it was not her place to block witches from certain magical endevours.
Rowan placed the open book on the table, page open to the clear mind potion."Yep, as I had expected you didn't do the timing quite right." She placed the potion back onto a stand and started fishing around for ingredients. "Don't worry though, because theres usually a fix. She pointed to the book where it stated corrections for the clear mind potion.""In this case, its crushed dandelion." She gave off a short giggle because of the absurdity of how common and mundane the ingredient was. "You usually want to get them fresh though. The insects really dig into them." Finding the crushed dandelion she sprinkled it into the bottle and began giving it a swirl. She gave off a satisfied smile as the color cleared up ever so slightly into the one pictured in the book.
"That should be good there. Might I ask who you intend to use this on? I can turn it into apple or something if you need to disguise it."
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David wasn't used to extended family. He had moved from Sydney and went into hiding with his dad before he could even remember, leaving the grandparents on his father’s side behind. David had only ended up visiting a couple of times. Ultimately, back in Aussie it was really just him and his dad. So when he got welcomed by his other grandparents, an auntie and uncle, then a number of cousins, he didn't really know how to react. It had been one and a half years in the US already and he was still needing time to get used to seeing his mum as, well, his mum. It was about taking baby steps into this and all David could do is hope they were understanding. "I know it may not be easy to open up to them Chester." Claire had said before they arrived. "But its been over a year and they only live in the next town over. I couldn't really hold them back." She said the last part jokingly. "You're doing it again mum." David replied with a peaceful closed lip smile and a calm tone. If he hadn't gotten used to things by now, he couldn't blame her either. "Its David." She quickly apologized as if it were a slip of the tongue. "Don't worry about it."
The other thing David wasn't used to was gifts. He was used to making his own way since his father started hitting the bottle. So when David's newly met grandfather insisted he take the old pick up truck he was going to 'sell anyway', David had at first tried to say it was too much and hand it back. But no wouldn't be taken for an answer from his grandfather so all David could do was give a thank you. This was initially done with the intention of paying the man back somehow. But as the night they visited went on, David realized how little he actually had to give back. He just had to accept the gift at face value. David wasn't comfortable with this feeling, not being able to repay the generosity of someone he barely knew. He had the feeling come over him that, in a way, he was in debt to the man who was his grandfather. Nevertheless, his grandfather had carried on cheerily throughout the night as if it were nothing to him. David would get to know this new family and try to, maybe, see it as his own. That was the best he could do to pay back the favor.
A few days later, it was the very same pickup truck that David was now driving up to the coven house in. There was some sort of coven coming of age thing, where kids his age become fully fledged witches and learn more magic over the summer. David's mum was very excited to tell him that she got him into it. 'It will be good to be around people your age, it will help you fit in more' she said. Not that David had much interest in fitting in more, all he really wanted was to catch up with his mum and see if there was a chance of her forgiving dad. But that was a big ask and in the one and a half years he has been here, David still had yet to build up the courage to bring up that to his mum. In his mind, going to the coven house was meeting her halfway. He would try to fit in with the new witches and then maybe he would be able to bring up that whole business to her.
But it wasn't the new witches who had made him hesitant to accept. Even though he was on the level of a child witchling, he wasn't bothered at all by them. It was the Sisters themselves. They had been far from welcoming to David and his past went he arrived. They insulted his dad for being a useless drunk, basically told his mum that she was stupid for ever leaving (or at least that is how he perceived it), and still wouldn't stop calling him Chester. His mum could call him Chester, he can forgive her and he has to forgive her, she’s family. But those Sisters, they aren't his family and they do it almost intentionally. In short, David was not looking forward to a summer of being 'looked after' by the Sisters.
The old pickup truck sputtered up the mountain into a parking area with a lot of awfully nice cars. Not too far from here was the coven house which he had visited last year, it wasn’t good to be back. He chucked on his backpack and slung his very packed duffle bag over his right shoulder before getting out and checking the back to see nothing had fallen out. Everything was accounted for back there. It was a bunch of exercise equipment David brought second hand. He had a life before he moved to the US and boxing was part of that life he planned on keeping. Both the weights and punching bag looked run down, scuffed, and patchy. But it reminded him of home so he really didn't mind. He also brought a stand for the punching bag because he doubted the Sisters would let him just hang it up in the coven house.
David had come quite early at a quarter past eight and there was a reason for it. He had hoped that a lot of them were sleeping in or something so that he could move his stuff in without making a fuss. Maybe even set up his punching bag without many questions coming toward him. But those hopes were taken away when he opened the door to about 10 witches hanging around near the entrance. "Uh g'day" he said toward any eyes turning into his direction, but he noticed most were still looking at a pin board. Due to his height he could see over most of them and noticed room assignments. Room 6: Arken, David, Caleb. Although he smelt something damn good coming from the kitchen, David went immediately up the stairs toward his new room. He mainly just wanted to get his bags off before he sat down to eat.
Heading into the room he saw one bed and a set of bunk beds. Without a single thought he chucked his bags on the normal bed, he really did not feel like bunking in for the summer. From there he started packing his clothes into the draws. Normally, he wouldn't care about it and just head down for breakfast. But there was another reason for him doing it. After he had finished packing, very quickly at that, he pulled a litre bottle of cheap whiskey out of his back and hid it in his sock drawer. David would save it for a special occasion, for example, his first night in the coven house.
It wasn’t long before David was back down stairs again, ten minutes tops. He was sporting black shorts and a white singlet with sneakers for the warm weather and the work it would take to get his exercise equipment set up. But first thing was first, breakfast, and pancakes did not sound too bad at all. He stacked up his plate and sat at the dining table. A group of about 4 girls talking by the window and one sitting down from the table listening to music. He didn’t feel the need to interrupt either of them, so he began eating with pace. Hopefully, he would have time to set up his stuff before the Sisters got them doing activities for the day. Speaking of the Sisters, he had also hoped they would just skip on the introduction part.
As David ate he noticed a ferret get mighty close to his plate. Reflexively, he picked up his plate out of reach. He had been in some bad places before, and he knew a rodent when he saw one even if he had never seen a ferret specifically. But then he remembered what his mum said about some witches having familiars. They are usually well behaved, he thought. So he put down his plate again and pet the ferret. It then proceeded to take a bite out of his pancake and run off. "What the hell? Hey" David tried to stop it in a very half hearted kind of way. Ultimately, the ferret couldn’t take very big bites so it didn’t bother him much. He just cut that little bite mark off.
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