as we pass through arrangements of shadows

[shreds]

Comments

[transientem]

[Before Davina can comment further Kieran makes her way to the group, laying eyes on her brother. She stares down at his unmoving form and, to get it out of the way:]

Is he - ?

["No," Davina replies quickly. "But he is catatonic."

Kieran swallows hard, not sure what to do next. Glancing between the group of them, she swallows.]

Should we take him to the hospital? Does he need life support or something?

[witchaffinity]

He's breathing.

( It's faint, but he doesn't know how to say that. He doesn't think it matters here. It won't help. )

This kind of magic preserves the host.

[transientem]

Okay.

[She nods slowly, trying to process her next move. She doesn't have many.]

Let's find somewhere to stay until we figure out how to reverse or correct the magic.

[Ideally a hotel room so Julian can have a bed to sleep on.]

[witchaffinity]

Mikhail.

( Off Scott's, and probably everyone's looks, "H." gets to his feet.

"Mikaelson," he says, smirking. )

Mikhail will be coming with us. He owes me.

( "Only I get caught between a mysoginist and a Mikaelson. And an almost Mikaelson." )

[transientem]

[Davina rolls her eyes at that. "I'd side with the Mikaelson, personally. I'm willing to bet he's scarier."

Kieran, however, tips her head to the side because:]

You're the asshole from the phone.

[She still kinda wants to punch you in the face.]

[witchaffinity]

( "Mikhail Harridan," he says with a smile, offering his hand. "Davina Claire can explain my so-called 'assholery.'" He hopes.

You called him! )

[regentem]

[She looks over at Davina and the other witch nods, holding out a hand to her.]

C'mon. I'll tell you on the way over.

[Kieran nods before taking the other witch's hand. Then Davina holds up the keys to the boys.]

Who wants to drive?

[witchaffinity]

Me. I'll keep a close eye on my old friend.

( Key snatch! )