( His smirk doesn't go away. He just keeps an arm around her like a high schooler as he approaches whomever fell out of the obelisk.
Luke is almost holding onto nothing, it feels like, and Bonnie searches his eyes for anything they can do. But, before they know it, he's dust in the wind.
Rowena helps Bonnie and Luke up, giving a gander around them.
"Feels like all in a day's work," she says. )
But where are the bodies?
( Luke, now beside his sisters, helps Liv up. They share a moment. That was them. It could have been them. He was Gemini. )
[Jo glances around, before pointing to some of the ledges around them (18). Made of stone, she can make out the fine lip of a lid on top of each of them.]
I think these might not be just decorative.
[And there are six of them, which is the number of remaining parents they're dealing with.]
( Without magic, spirits, and ancient runes, all of which has been dispelled, it is clear now, there there are coffins. )
One person to a coffin. We have to do this at the same time.
( Everyone helps Liv onto one of the ledges, Luke and Shepherd crawling after her onto the right side.
Rowena stays down but helps leverage Jo, Freya and Bonnie onto the opposite ledge. As does Annie. Keeping two down, and two not related, is smart.
Once above, there is nothing keeping them from their goal. There is no stone top to the coffin, likely because of all the magic interference and years of storage. The hubris that truly comes from avoiding your own end and from stealing your sons and daughter's life force.
Rowena stays center, ready for any backlash. Destroying bodies had consequences to them, one person needs to be able to field them, if dispel them.
If there are any.
"If you sense any funny business," she says, giving a warning and a finger wag.
Bonnie and everyone looks to one another and then down. They know what must be done. )
[Flames spring up from the corpses and as they burn, they begin to burn brighter and brighter. The last tethers of this ancient spell are being released, and as the flames turn blue, a small shockwave echoes out from the center of the pillar, rippling through each of the witches.
Somewhere, miles away, the brand on Damian Jericho's arm lifts.
For the coven in question, the liminal space they've been working in starts to disintegrate around them. There's a bright flash of light, and they find themselves back in the middle of the courthouse, the sun already up, and a pair of confused, historical re-enacters staring up at them.
"Uh ... I don't think you're supposed to be here."]
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Luke is almost holding onto nothing, it feels like, and Bonnie searches his eyes for anything they can do. But, before they know it, he's dust in the wind.
Rowena helps Bonnie and Luke up, giving a gander around them.
"Feels like all in a day's work," she says. )
But where are the bodies?
( Luke, now beside his sisters, helps Liv up. They share a moment. That was them. It could have been them. He was Gemini. )
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I think these might not be just decorative.
[And there are six of them, which is the number of remaining parents they're dealing with.]
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One person to a coffin. We have to do this at the same time.
( Everyone helps Liv onto one of the ledges, Luke and Shepherd crawling after her onto the right side.
Rowena stays down but helps leverage Jo, Freya and Bonnie onto the opposite ledge. As does Annie. Keeping two down, and two not related, is smart.
Once above, there is nothing keeping them from their goal. There is no stone top to the coffin, likely because of all the magic interference and years of storage. The hubris that truly comes from avoiding your own end and from stealing your sons and daughter's life force.
Rowena stays center, ready for any backlash. Destroying bodies had consequences to them, one person needs to be able to field them, if dispel them.
If there are any.
"If you sense any funny business," she says, giving a warning and a finger wag.
Bonnie and everyone looks to one another and then down. They know what must be done. )
One. Two. Three.
( And in unison: )
Incendia.
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Somewhere, miles away, the brand on Damian Jericho's arm lifts.
For the coven in question, the liminal space they've been working in starts to disintegrate around them. There's a bright flash of light, and they find themselves back in the middle of the courthouse, the sun already up, and a pair of confused, historical re-enacters staring up at them.
"Uh ... I don't think you're supposed to be here."]