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In the days following the initiation, Maggie grew more comfortable and accustomed to her new life at the coven house. Although camping had left a rather sour taste in her mouth, that negativity lessened as she got to know everyone better and settled in. Her days became routine- mornings were spent in the library reading, afternoons in the alchemy lab and outside practicing spells, and evenings alongside her fellow witches attempting to be social. The blonde was trying her best to break out of her shell, but it was harder than originally anticipated. But she continued to remind herself that with time things would get easier… or so she thought.

[i]Of course[/i] they were being sent away, as soon as the blonde was gaining her sea legs they were throwing another curve ball at them. Completely unexpected and absolutely terrifying. As she sat in the meeting with Sister Deborah, Maggie couldn’t believe her ears… vampires? She knew that there was a possibility that the coven would send them out on business, but she didn’t think it’d be this soon. Once handed the folder, she mused over the paper thin pile that her group was given- there were barely any leads! How were they supposed to put two and two together on their own? At least she was in good company- Summer was (shockingly) beginning to grow on Maggie, Charlie was always a nice person to be around (and not to mention look at), having Jean-Luc there meant she wouldn’t be the only bookworm in the bunch, and she had spent time with Rowan in the lab. As for the rest of the group (Jeremy, Cassandra, Kate, and Isolde) everyone seemed to be easy enough to talk to, which was a start. 

As soon as the meeting was adjourned, Maggie disappeared back to her quarters and began to pull things together for the trip. Without knowing how long the group would be away for, it was difficult to pack- she tried to think about what they’d be doing and where they could possibly be going to determine the contents of her luggage. Eventually clothes, toiletries, and a few personal items made their way into her duffle, but before zipping it shut the blonde walked over to the pile of books she had compiled in the corner of the room and took a plain looking novel from the middle of the stack. Flipping it open, it revealed itself not to be a real book after all, but a safe. 

Carved into the middle of the book was a small pocket large enough to fit only a few important items. In Maggie’s case, the compartment held extra cash for emergencies, a swiss army knife for sticky situations, and a small dagger for both emergencies and [i]very[/i] sticky situations. The blade was a family heirloom that had been passed down over the past few generations and intended for use only in situations where spells and craft could not overpower brute force. Shutting the book once more, the girl placed it in the open duffle and promptly zipped it closed before turning off the lights in the room. But instead of going directly outside, she made one more stop- dropping her bag and slipping on her sunglasses at the request of the paper sign, she turned the knob to the alchemy lab.

Maggie quietly opened the door, nodding at Kate and Rowan as they stood over the cauldron, and walked over to the corner of the room where she had stored the latest potions that she had been working on. The blonde selected specific vials- various healing tonics and concoctions that might help them if needed and stuffed them into a pouch. Looking back at the two witches (who were both in her group) as they mixed up what looked like to be pure sunlight, she smiled. [color=aca1cd]“That’ll be useful- I’ll let the others know you’re finishing up in here and then we’ll be on our way.”[/color] With that Maggie exited the room, propping her sunglasses on the top of her head, and headed towards the door with her things. 

Once outside, she noticed her group was gathering near two cars. Anxiety took over, but the girl tried her best to take a calming breath before walking over and making her presence known. [color=aca1cd]“Did anyone stop at the Armory? I picked up some healing potions and tonics I made over the past few days from the alchemy lab- Kate and Rowan are finishing mixing some last minute things up and will be over shortly. Who’s driving?”[/color] Trying to stop herself from rambling, Maggie inhaled once more and then spoke sarcastically, something the others probably weren’t expecting. [color=aca1cd]“The elders are sending out the newest and most unprepared witches to try and stop the big bad vampires… this is going to be [i]great[/i].”[/color] 

Not.