[center][hr][b][u][h2][color=c4df9b]Alexander Karamazov Vanburen[/color][/h2][/u][/b][img]https://cdn.kassir.ru/msk/person/d6/d61ca0dab2b47fd20dbb8e30d573ff5c.jpg[/img][hr][/center]

[quote]"It's worth a shot," Justin said as he was sure that it wasn't going to go anywhere. 

He could just hear the vague excuse he'll make before he fucks off.
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[color=c4df9b]"I will call upon the old man's ghost from the afterlife, then."[/color] Alex answered with a shrug, though he turned away for a moment as he walked towards the room that he had been allotted to within the mansion a few weeks ago. Just like Georgie, he was not keen on having wet clothes in the cold of the weather, and wished to change as soon as possible. [color=c4df9b]But not before changing out from these cold, wet clothes. Friggin woodland magicians..."[/color]

He then stepped out of the room, sidestepping the destruction that led towards the quaint little bedroom that he was given as a member of the Vanburen family, even if he refused to bear the name in any official documents due to his distate for their father. Alex phased through the door and immediately took off the still dripping clothing, hanging them to dry as he then dried himself with a towel. With that done, he put on a new set of clothes; a grey shirt, a black trenchcoat, and brown trousers, along with a pair of sandals. It wouldn't be long before he was back in the living room, though he had taken the trouble of taking a piece of chocolate that he had stashed away in his bags.

[color=c4df9b]"Here's to hoping that I get to summon the one that I hadn't seen for the last 18 years of neglect."[/color] Alex grumbled as green clouds of magical energy began to pulsate around his hands; the Spectre was at work. Sooner or later, James Vanburen should come... or not. He could be too busy screwing with all the other ghosts, after all.

[center][hr][b][u][h2]Raymond Salazar Vanburen[/h2][/u][/b][img]https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn%3AANd9GcQaclqGgGXV40S2bezqsWc3GgCWScrKItH0Zw&usqp=CAU[/img][hr][/center]

Well... that was certainly something. The entity outside had three faces, and disappeared as quickly as it came. They would be quickly gathered in the living room soon after the attack ended, though the destruction in there would be quickly apparent. Raymond was still soaking wet, though, and excused himself just like Alex and Georgie to get changed. After all, magic attacks aside, the flu could be a hassle, and getting sick while hunting for crazy kids was not going to help in any way. 

Raymond looked at himself on the mirror of his room; the act of earthbending was such a sucker, apparently, as a pair of rather stingy cracks had opened up on his chest and shoulder, respectively. He placed bandaids on them as soon as he saw them, and reminded himself not to overuse his Terrakinesis, as it could kill him if he wasn't careful. 

Either way, the seance was going to start. Shane had gone outside to track down the Wiccans and Ezra went out to check on an injured Arabelle. Ray spotted Georgie, to whom he inched closer to as he didn't feel like wanting to not to be near one of his half siblings. "We're one weird ass family, aren't we." Ray commented. "You know, I should try to know you guys more now that we're stuck in this predicament."

In the meantime, te green light from Alex's Affixed Apparition continued to shimmer as James was being called from the afterlife. He really should take this call...