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I have a rough draft for my final due this week and the final is due next week. My replies will be slow for a bit. Bare with me.
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@Utrax Can't vote her out. Too late. Push come to shove she can wack something with her parasol.

@The Ghost Note I'll just use the old one for Stacey.
We're on chapter 3, right?


Herik hadn't gotten the peace he wanted to when he went off on his own. He could still hear the girls in the next room arguing for the sake of it. There were a lot of pieces he wasn't sure they should be involved in. Saul and Schmidt weren't there business. Going after whatever Annabelle and Babylon would get them killed. He didn't have anymore time to waste doing side missions. His mother is getting worst by the day. He has two people willing to help him. They have to get a move on. He got himself together and went back into the room in time to hear Claudette mention training. Finally, the thing they should've been doing the whole time. It's useful and he'll learn more about his abstraction.

He hitched a ride with Madison and Claudette to the training ground. Just a field in the middle of the forest. He saw the possibility of it burning down with the Coven around. He hoped it didn't come to that. He shook his arm out before he left the car, Asta appeared at his side. He slid from the seat to the lion and placed his crutches against the car. Claudette pulled out a field flag from the trunk. Ah, yes, capture the flag. He hasn't played that since he was in high school. This wasn't going to end well. Gentle wasn't in the Coven's vocabulary. He imagined the plastic flag in tatters with only the stick left behind.

He didn't hesitate to ask Emily and Vashti to be on his team. Seems like Emily can do something new, which is cool, and he thinks he'll work well with Vashti. The members he knew wouldn't work out were Maya and Madison. They'd argue with Emily the whole time and Madison had a little to drink before they came. He's already injured, he doesn't want to be a casualty of friendly fire or lose from lack of teamwork.

"Considering you have a hard time getting along with most people, Emily, we can't let Madison or Maya on our team. You'll argue the whole time. I think Isla would be a good member. Having her means an easy win, but we won't get much training if she can get it and come back."
@Atrophy I'm doing it. There will be apparition dueling in his backstory now.
Cult Popstar! Cult Popstar!

I thought about him being a cult rock star that seals apparitions in his off time. He collects them like training cards.
I'll think about Stacey popping up. I'm not sure how to incorporate him into the story line though.
The Coven is fucked. Is the end game all of them dying? Cause this group of idiots will not survive final form Annabelle.

Also, Penny's here? Bruh these reoccurring characters make me want to bring Stacey.


The week Herik spent in isolation made him miss the Coven, but now that's he's back to all the bickering cattiness maybe he should've stayed home. Even he knows that stress doesn't help heal injuries and he's got a long way to go, before he's up and running again. He let go of Chompy. The gator went on back to the sunbathing and swimming in the pool. What luck his fine scaly friend has to relax. He needs a vacation. He shook his arm again, Asta returned as his tattoo. Herik hobbled into the living room on his crutches aiming to take a seat beside Lyss when she dropped the news that Izzy was murdered. He tightened his grip on the crutches, tears overwhelmed his vision. Another sister taken. She was alone, afraid, no there to aid her. He should've stayed home today and even with the news of her death the Coven couldn't get their heads out of their own asses to grieve their fallen sister.

He left the living room and opted for the dining room instead. It was mostly closed off from where everyone else was. Just around the corner through an archway. He took a seat at the end of the table furthest from the door. He hadn't bothered to turn the lights on. He wallowed in the darkness of his feelings and grief. Just when he felt a little better about Ellie, Izzy's gone too. She didn't deserve that. She wasn't all that bright and she drank too much. He'd hoped that she's learn to love herself, sober up while she was around everyone else, but she's dead. She'll never get the chance to grown into the better version of herself. Everyone stops when someone dies. He laid his head on his arms, tears soaked his skin, everything was too much. He joined the Coven to make friends and learn magic. This is so far removed from where the group originally started. Should he leave? But he has a goal. Maybe the question is could he do it alone with everything he's learned so far. Dumb question. He couldn't. Monstrous beings that kill and have the sentience to control others is beyond what he expected. If he faced one of those things alone he'd die for sure. He knows he would. If only his mother was awake, then he wouldn't be in this mess. He hasn't felt this emotional since he was kicked off the wrestling team. He needs a drink.
I'll join the Atrophy Protection Squad.
Krisana Herrera


"Omelets are great, thank you, Katie." Krisana poured herself a third cup of coffee, filled the rest with french vanilla creamer and sugar. It didn't mask most of the bitterness of the coffee like she thought it would. She pushed the cup aside. It's undrinkable. Instead, she went around to the counter and added a pot of water to the heater to make tea instead. She listened to the conversation going behind her. "A gun can be our last ditch effort if we get trapped somewhere. Since there hasn't been a zombie spotted yet we can use whatever blunt object we find. My hammer is just as good as anything else." She pulled the pot off the warmer, poured herself a cup, then sat back at the counter with an orange tea back. Four packs of sugar later she had her sweet hot tea. Perfect for her craving sweet tooth.

"I have boxes of candy at my store. It's not the healthiest food, but it'll be better than nothing if we run out of supplies." She can't forget her sweets. The one time she tried to quit cold turkey was the worst thing she ever experienced. The withdraws made her irritable, definitely not good for her mother's business. "It's a few doors down and I still have the key to get in. It's boarded up, so it should be just as safe there as it is here if someone wants to make a run with me before we get going."
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