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Annika picked away at her food while conversation into the head in the basement continued. Both her coven mates gave her a list of supplies to consider bringing. She would likely bring a flashlight, but she could create her own light source in a pinch, even though the darkness and shadows never bothered Annika. Food. That was a rather good idea. 

[color=#663399]”Does the kitchen provide extra food rations?”[/color] As for weapons, that was another thing Annika had covered, and Noch was never far away either. She’d also try bringing a book and crafting supplies.

Annika took another bite of food when the doors crashed open. She looked around, alarmed when three magpies came swooping in. They moved in a pattern, clearly looking for something. Odd. Annika watched them, her eyebrows pinched together as she tried to figure out their purpose. Eventually, they came towards her table. Annika watched them land on Rohan and finally noticed his intense stance. Annika let her mind wander, ready to pull on her power if Rohan made the first move, but he seemed to relax. Annika smirked when Rohan greeted them.

[color=#663399]”Friends of yours?”[/color] she asked teasingly.

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Cal shook his head, smiling to himself while Barty and Cassie continued to trade verbal blows. He found it a little exciting and liked the passion Cassie seemed to exhibit when it came to standing up for herself. She was strong. Cal liked that. But his focus shifted at the same time Cassie’s did, and he looked over at Willow after the girl had become eerily still. 

[color=#B22222]”Professor Mikkail gave me something to help give you a reprieve of the Sight, should you want it Willow. It might help your recovery. I’ve left it in my room, but Cassie and I can retrieve it later and make you some tea if you like,”[/color] Cal offered. [color=#B22222]”As for the book, he and I both like the idea of Cassie looking at her. Your chaos magic might respond in kind to the manic retellings of Kramer,”[/color]

The door opened in a flurry of wind that had Cal shifting his attention. He moved forward in his seat, glancing around at the flying new guests. As they came to settle on Rohan, Cal relaxed with his cup in hand. He whispered a word, and the red colour shifted to amber. He sipped and sighed.

[color=#B22222]”Rohan, surely you’ve made friends this semester. You don’t need to bring in the woodland creatures to keep you company. I could,”[/color] Cal said with a grin. He sipped his whiskey, meeting Nicky’s gaze and raising an eyebrow in response. A non-verbal [i]what is it?[/i] to his question.