[center][img]https://txt-dynamic.static.1001fonts.net/txt/b3RmLjk2LmZmMzkwYS5RMmhoY214cFpTQklZVzFzZVc0LC4w/naughty-monster.regular.png[/img][/center] Charlie moved in his seat suddenly when he felt something poke his ribs, and he looked down to see that it was Summer's elbow. He had been only somewhat tuned in to the conversation that was going on next to him, being mainly focused on his food and making furtive glances at some of the other witchlings who were arriving and taking their seats at the table. He swallowed the okra that was in his mouth quickly and racked his brains to remember what he had heard Summer say to the new guy - who Charlie was planning to welcome to later after he had finished his food and on his own terms. But - he had been drawn into the conversation, and after 10 seconds of awkward silence, Charlie remembered what Summer had said and put on a decidedly more warm and genuine smile than the one Summer was wearing. [color=DarkOrange]"Hm? Oh, yes... I'm from England... Herefordshire, to be exact, it's in the South. Gorgeously rural, very green. A lot like the landscapes here, but decidedly less mountainous, less remote."[/color] He smiled again, regarding Jeremy with a nod. [color=DarkOrange]"Anyway, welcome! I certainly understand it can be a bit daunting moving to the coven here, but I've found everyone sufficiently welcoming so far, you'll be fine."[/color] Satisfied with his input to the conversation, he went back to his food, finishing off the plate (which had been piled quite high with delicacies) just in time, as he saw some movement out of the corner of his eye and glanced over to see Sister Deborah strolling up onto the temporary podium. Charlie watched her intently as she began her speech, tapping his leg up and down out of nervous anticipation and excitement. He glanced at some of his fellow initiates, who just by looking at them, Charlie could tell that they were feeling the exact same set of emotions that he was feeling. When Sister Deborah got onto the list of people that had fallen in the line of duty to the coven, the pace of his leg tapping became even faster. Work for the coven was life-threatening. That was a fact that Charlie unfortunately knew all too well. He glanced at the crowd, where he briefly spotted his mother, who was sitting and listening to Deborah amongst the other middle aged female witches. He then put his own attention back on Deborah. He took in a sharp breath when his name was called out, then the speech was suddenly over with the instruction that they should all be at the house in 10 minutes. Charlie looked back across the table. A couple of people were already making their way over. He turned to Summer. [color=DarkOrange]"You want to start heading over?"[/color] He glanced at the others on the table, feeling the need to invite someone else along in the short walk to the house. Calypso was having an incident involving her seat, and Charlie had the good sense to be aware of the fact that she didn't really like Summer. His leaned forward and looked down at the end of the row, his eyes falling at the quiet blonde girl right at the very end, who was clutching a book. [color=DarkOrange]"Maggie! Would you like to come and walk to the house with me and Summer?"[/color] [@Danvers] [@Rabidporcupine] [@Melissa]