tearhiseyesout: (8)

[personal profile] tearhiseyesout 2022-12-27 03:41 am (UTC)(link)
[She'll take the time. It's not like there's anything else for her to do (14).]

Seems as though the soul-bond wasn't broken. But there's something off here.

[She digs deeper, wanting to get a better look at the puzzle.]
maxxx: (the golden drop)

[personal profile] maxxx 2022-12-29 07:01 am (UTC)(link)
( The magic she traces has its' roots in Louisiana. The familiar shift and pulse of magic originates in New Orleans to be exact. It's old. Not Colony-old, but steeped in ancestors and not practice (like the Knightsbridge coven.) Whomever aged H is a power player. )
tearhiseyesout: (9)

[personal profile] tearhiseyesout 2022-12-30 01:48 am (UTC)(link)
French Quarter witches.

[She murmurs to herself, loud enough for Max to hear.]

Who'd you piss off, H?

[She is very, very curious. Can't wait to sink her claws into them.]
maxxx: (the golden knowable future)

[personal profile] maxxx 2022-12-31 08:31 pm (UTC)(link)
Only one way to find out.

( While steering clear of French Quarter magic. And at that, they leave behind H's body, the morgue attendant, and their duties while discussing just what to share with their parental unit. )