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Post by Kira on Mar 15, 2007 14:12:33 GMT -5
The 115 year old female paced about her lavish chamber; the stone walls were drapped in dark cloths, several shelving units were cluttered with ancient relics and the like. She stopped at an altar in the center of the room and peered into her looking glass. Several of the witches were congregated in a room surrounded by windows, discussing something in hushed voices.
The woman dropped the hood of her long black cloak, revealing a head of thick, wave brunette locks, brilliant blue eyes, and striking features that would never change. She dipped a dark purple crystal into the liquid looking glass and the image changed; it revealed another witch, standing with a blonde boy. Not much was happening, so again she changed the image. Now it reflected yet another witch, walking with someone she knew. Carnell.
A smirk played about her full lips and a small chuckled resignated from her chest. He was at the Manor? Infiltrating through the youngest female apparently. Although, something did seem different about him, however she couldnt place her finger on what.
"Oh, Carnell, what are you doing now?" she purred in a velvety voice, leaning forward on her hands against the alter and staring at the two vision walking down a hallway.
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Post by Kira on Mar 18, 2007 18:39:55 GMT -5
She watched her looking glass with interest now, as things started to unfold. Phoebe was in hysterics about her missing daughter, Anna was avoiding contact with her family, and Carnell had gone demon hunting; returning with a success.
She giggled light heartedly as the young witch tortured the low level demon within the crystal cage. But her attention was drawn to Carnell. She had a history with him, one that didn't end well. She contemplated returning to him, just to spice things up. After all, the young girl was creating her own plan to obtain the power of the next generation...
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