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Dakota grinned with zeal as Sister Lark exited the house and approached them. As she explained that the whole thingamajig was about to begin, Dakota hopped over behind Calypso, snagging a robe and shrugging it on. Sure, it wasn't exactly Dakota would wear to parties or anything, but it looked kind of cool. As Dakota pulled the robe tightly on, she looked back to Sister Lark, who explained that they couldn't bring any magical items or familiars with them into the wellspring. [color=SkyBlue]"Oh! That's fine. I don't really keep any charms on me, normally...wait, nooo, I can't leave Astro here! Please, can I bring him? I promise he'll be well-behaved..."[/color] After realizing her pleas were not going to allow her to gain any ground, Dakota relented and plucked Astro from her shoulder, resting him with everybody else's stuff. [color=SkyBlue]"You stay here, OK? Guard everybody's stuff, I guess. Don't come after me!"[/color] she commanded, before turning back to look at the two new (old) arrivals and skipping after them with glee. It was time to become a witch!

Meanwhile, Jean-Luc had sort of mingled in with the herd, having stepped onto the end of the line before shrugging on a robe. He scoffed at its size quietly but said nothing audible to anybody, certainly not the elders. Despite his disappointment at the Coven's choice of fashion, he didn't have the energy nor the nerve to complain at this time. The robes might've had some significance that he didn't know about, anyway, so best not to question it. Without another word from him, he turned towards the moving group and followed them. 

The group marched down into a mysterious forest, which seemed to be protected by an illusion that Lark quickly dispelled. Dakota gasped as they approached the wellspring, quite audibly, too. It was...beautiful. Gorgeous. Phenomenal. Breath-taking. Even Jean-Luc's normally taught details bloomed into a very thin smile as they entered the area. Feeling a hint of magic in the air, Dakota gazed around, paying minimal attention to Sister Deborah's words. She was still kind of pissed that the elder did not allow familiars into the wellspring, to be frank, and so Dakota was trying her own form of stubborn resistance, likely to no effect. As the rest of the group began to kneel on the red pillows, Dakota caught the drift and quickly hopped onto hers. The pillow made a kind of wheezing noise as Dakota's weight pressed it into the forest ground. Dakota noticed a vial of mysterious herbs along with a knife next to her station, and her instant thought was that Sister Deborah was forcing the witchlings into a deathmatch for the wellspring's power. As Dakota began to think about how she would stab Summer, the elder witch thankfully explained what was going to happen- they were going to use their blood to bond with the wellspring. [color=SkyBlue]"Oh no..."[/color] she muttered as Calypso dared to speak up about the ritual. Dakota had known that Calypso had a major problem with the sight of blood, but had forgotten about that until now, and it seemed she was in a real panic. As Dakota looked over at her friend in concern, Jean-Luc audibly sighed, shaking his head in disappointment. [color=DarkMagenta]"Ki kaka sa..."[/color] he mumbled, looking back at the wellspring and the knife before picking it up.
 
As Dakota was looking at the dagger with apprehension and wondering if she [i]really[/i] had to do this, Jean-Luc went about it with what can only be described as zeal. Blade in hand, he swiftly ran his knife over his wrist like he was an assassin cutting his victim's throat As blood poured from the wound, Jean-Luc allowed a few drops to fall into the wellspring before adding some to the mixture and downing it like a shot. Instantly, he loudly groaned as he felt the magic overcome him. His blood, much of which had fallen onto the ground, began to move like a serpent, forming a circle around Jean-Luc as he writhed in pain, moving like a ragdoll in the wind. It was over as soon as it came, almost, with Jean-Luc panting momentarily before realizing that a) he was face-first in the ground and b) he was still bleeding. Jean-Luc ran his hand over his the wound, the color returning from bloody red to smooth ebony almost instantly as Jean-Luc healed himself. His eyes returned to Calypso, who was currently puking all over herself, and he scoffed, one clearly not out of laughter, but out of embarrassment. [color=DarkMagenta]"That is sad,"[/color] he declared boldly and with a shake of his head. [color=DarkMagenta]"One of the most important days of your life, and you vomit on yourself."[/color] He shook his head again before looking down at his hands. He was a witch.

Dakota, meanwhile, had taken a bit more time before she had finally allowed herself to run the dagger (very apprehensively) over her wrist, the blood spilling out quickly and suddenly, shocking the girl. [color=SkyBlue]"Ah, fucking SHIT!"[/color] she cursed [i]very[/i] loudly as blood oozed from her cut, quickly dunking her whole hand in the wellspring [color=SkyBlue]("so much for 'some blood'")[/color] before pulling it out and allowing the blood to drip into the mixture. She looked at the mixture of herbs, wellspring juice, and her blood before remembering that she was, in fact, bleeding out, so she quickly gulped it down
 Instantly, she felt a strange sensation, and it fucking hurt. Dakota's body shivered in pain as the magic overcame her, the wind rustling around her,  before after about a half a minute, before it finally subsided. Dakota put one hand over her wound instantly and began to heal it. It wasn't a good job on her part, and would definitely leave a scar, but that was the price of magic she supposed. 

Dakota laughed as Summer passed out before running over to Calypso, putting her arms around the puking girl (though being careful to avoid the trajectory of the puke itself). [color=SkyBlue]"You're gonna be fine, OK? Let me heal you,"[/color] she said comfortingly, swiftly grabbing Calypso's forearm and healing it. There was still blood everywhere and a nasty-looking scar, but the bleeding had subsided. [color=SkyBlue]"There! Feeling better?"[/color]

Meanwhile, back at the coven house, Astro had grown bored. Looking around playfully, he found a nice toy- Summer's bracelet. He eagerly took it into his mouth and bit down. Yummy.
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