Shadows searching in the night (Casey)

Casey Winslow
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Shadows searching in the night (Casey) Nov 8, 2015 11:37:23 GMT -8

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Post by Casey Winslow on Nov 8, 2015 11:37:23 GMT -8

The change in demeanor was more than physical. It was palpable and only served to draw Casey in and want to listen more. Until she mentioned spirits. Casey knew there were ghosts, but that wasn't what a witch or wizard usually referred to as a "spirit" in his experience. No, usually "spirits" had to do with divination and visions and the like. Evie may have claimed to have the ability, but he'd never seen her have one to come to believe in that balderdash. Because that's what it was: a complete and utter crock. Trelawny had been garbage. The one prophecy she had allegedly made had to have been mere coincidence. One thing coming true didn't make prophecy or spirits or divination true. It was mere chance.

Casey's brows furrowed, not feeling the need to mask his emotions around this girl he would likely never see again. It didn't mean he wouldn't continue to ask questions. If there was any stock to any of this crock, he would rather know, he supposed. Evie would kill him for not asking questions. She'd always hated when he didn't when they'd been married and he'd told her about things but didn't know details. This would be 100 times worse. He didn't have the protection of marriage or her love anymore thanks to a certain monster.

Casey paused to think of what to ask for a moment before deciding it was better to just make a simple statement. "I'm listening."

Tabora
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Shadows searching in the night (Casey) Nov 8, 2015 11:38:14 GMT -8

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Post by Tabora on Nov 8, 2015 11:38:14 GMT -8

Tabora tilted her head back and examined the sky. The Stars were paler, more tired. Illuminating the city was more difficult than lighting the countryside. She couldn't see the Milky Way or any of the lesser constellations.

The man's scepticism was palpable. They were too culturally different, but maybe it could be explained as a species thing. He seemed able to understand or accept that.

"During our end of year ceremony, our head priestess received a vision. A far away island was seething with war. Both sides battled fiercely deposits the fact that both were dying. Muggles heard the war and stuck the ground, splitting it. The dead crawled out, twisted and horrifying and made of mixed souls. These abominations flooded the island and ate everything, turning it into a blight that destroyed the world. Tell me that the distress in England isn't headed to civil war."

Her demand was flat and cynical. She had researched all the major magical communities. England was the most unstable and therefor the most likely sport for her mission.

Casey Winslow
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Shadows searching in the night (Casey) Nov 8, 2015 11:38:17 GMT -8

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Post by Casey Winslow on Nov 8, 2015 11:38:17 GMT -8

Casey listened despite his reservations. It was very clear the culture that Tabora came from was very different from his own. Each culture had its own end of year ceremony, but in his own, there tended to be celebrations with drinking and the like. Apparently Tabora's had a head priestess and lots of emotional hype that usually accompanied such things. Tailored that way to make people feel a greater sense of loyalty, a greater excitement, a greater gullibility. It figured.

It sounded like something out of some fiction novel he might have picked off the shelves at the Hogwarts library as a child when he'd find himself ahead enough in homework to take some time to enjoy some personal reading. Dead crawling, eating the living. War, terror, horror. It sounded fantastical. Except she believed it. Tabora believed it, and her last statement told him so much. Her tone throughout this was different than it had before, far more solemn--far more adult.

"Civil War?" Casey repeated. "Amongst our--" he started to go on, but he stopped himself. The werewolves were clear indication that someone was trying to draw the muggles in. Civil war indeed. But how could--? No, it was simple deduction. They'd heard this bit of news before their new year celebrations, and that was what encouraged this "vision." Since it tugged at some sense of logic, it was easy to believe. That was all it was.

"When was your end of year ceremony?"