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Where before there was a heavy silence that had Shane on edge, now he felt himself longing for it. The surrounding faces of his siblings, Oscar and Sabrina's naive but hopeful optimism meeting Georgie's insufferably smug but probably not unfounded skepticism. Trisha and her usual annoyance clashing against Junior and his peculiar talent for being an irritating presence.

[i][colour=SteelBlue]'Least Ezra stepped out.'[/colour][/i] Shane thought to himself, counting the absence of his eldest brother's constant nonchalant and indifferent gaze as a blessing considering Shane's slowly eroding patience.

Truthfully, Shane had not even been fully aware of the Vanburen's "curse" until he received the letter from Sabrina. He already lived in Araminta after all and wasn't exactly one for travelling anymore. Were he not confused yet fascinated by the strange power that he and his siblings had obtained, there's a good chance he wouldn't have shown up at all. Aside, of course, out of love for his "wonderful" family who currently argued among themselves.

In spite of his interest, he struggled to really comprehend much of what the boy Oscar brought was telling him. As far as he could glean before they were interrupted, there was many different types of magic. Not information that sounded particularly integral for fixing their current situation but it's more than he knew a few minutes ago at least. Shane tried to internally memorise the names of these different magic... Schools, or whatever. When his train of thought was halted by another pair of the same two teenagers entering the house.

[i][colour=SteelBlue]'...Wonderful.'[/colour][/i] Shane thought to himself. The two teenagers who arrived seemed unfazed by encountering, well, themselves. With the both of them going as far as to mock the impostors' choice of clothing. Rather than attempt to dispute this, the two impostors conceded their disguise and transformed before Shane's eyes into two completely different looking people. So, shape-shifting was another thing magic users were capable of doing, another thing to jot down in the memory for later.

The male impostor sent forth a wave of water at the Vanburens, Shane felt himself become enveloped with the blue aura of the Guardian Angel a second after the water hit the table. He was pushed back slightly but managed to hold his ground and be the rock in the water standing against the current. Albeit one with an incredibly wet suit that basically meant Shane was out of formal wear after this.

The water dispersed and Shane took quick stock of his siblings, wet as he was and mostly thrown against the walls but seeming not much worse for wear. He narrowed his eyes back at the two impostors, the female tearing a purple hole from thin air. Ezra returned from his call and clutching a kitchen knife that he'd expanded to the length of a sword, while the Russian, Alexander, had green chains wrap around his wrists.

Arabelle entered from Shane's right, yelling to the real (?) Justin and Tuyen that more of these pricks were apparently coming through the bathroom. Shane would object with entrusting so much to teenagers they had just met, let alone ones that had just been imitated and could be more imitators themselves for all they knew but  he found himself too focused on the imitators that had shown their true forms. He flicked his wet hair back and out of his eyes as he frowned at the two of them trying to leave through the portal. 

[colour=DarkGray]"Get out of my house."[/colour] Ezra said with his standard intimidating stare.

[colour=SteelBlue]"Fuck that."[/colour] Shane snarled as he quickly grabbed the, now fairly damp, chair he'd been sat on and threw it with all the considerable force at his disposal towards the head of the boy who had previously pretended to be Justin.