@croccin-champagne
((Might I direct y'all to my street art board https://www.pinterest.com/tootsieroll0721/street-art/))
((Might I direct y'all to my street art board https://www.pinterest.com/tootsieroll0721/street-art/))
(These are awesome!! I like the eye)
(And that background is awesome!!)
(Oof I can't go onto pinterest…)
(Oof)
Archer suddenly winced, and dropped onto the floor "they're here. All three witches. We need to seperate them before they meet each other fully." He said, a little concerned.
Kova finished the last letter on the simple background and turned to face the others "what do y'all think?" She asked.
(And we can each have different memories come to us)
Max had gotten bored and gone to his room to play video games. His phone was sitting next to him as he played.
Archer took out his phone and texted both Max and Sorren 'the three witches are in the building. Stop them from physically loking at each other.'
Kanoa didn't turn around for a moment, humming as she finished up her wall. "Not bad-''
(Would we have to verify the memories with each other, have a group PM, or what?)
"That looks really cool. Like I would totally pay someone to paint that." Londyn raised an eyebrow. She was genuinely impressed.
(Idk, if we want a group om to discuss then we can do that or have totally random ones. I have no problem with either)
Kova grinned, still looking at the wall "I do admit, it looks a lot better than what I envisioned."
(When should we look at each other? I kinda want to respond, kinda don't…)
Max’s avatar died and he checked his phone, his brow furrowing.
‘How the hell are we supposed to do that?’ he texted back.
(I think looking now would work good.)
'I don't know, think of something!' he furiously texted
Kova turned around and faced the other two females in the room.
Max rolled his eyes. This was likely going to be humiliating.
‘What’s their room number?’
'room 274. Ironic isnt it?' Archer responded. This number was the same one that the witches had when they were sentenced to banishment. 'It looked as though luck would be on our side.' Archer thought
"Looks infinitely better than it did when we got here." Kanoa said, turning around.
‘okay fine I’ll go do something,’ Max replied, a nervous thrill in his stomach.
He made a plan as he walked to their room, still not entirely sure what he was going to do. All he knew was that he had to stop them from looking at each other. He tried not to think of the things that could go wrong, like them not being in their room for example, and instead try to think of something to say when they opened the door. He had been hoping to make his first meeting with them organic so they would trust him, but he supposed now he was throwing that out the window. He sighed heavily as he approached their room and knocked on the door, filled with anxiety.
Kova looked at the door the back at the other two "anyone going to…to–" she groaned holding her head 'why is the light so damn bright?' she thought
Kanoa winced as a flash of pain cut through her head. What the hell? "Fucking shit."
Max waited, tapping his toe on the ground. Should he knock again? He decided he probably should, just in case. “Hello?” he asked, knocking again.
Kova blacked out and fell to the ground. Curled up in a fetal position, the spray paint cant rolling out of her fingers and hitting the wall.
****
Kova sighed and put a few more elderberries into the basket as she heard a voice call for her. "What? I'm getting the elderberries then I'll get the water from the well." She said. A figure, closely resembling Kanoa appeared in her line of vision. "Did you get the Grise feathers?" Kova shook her head "I thought Londyn got them?" Another figure came into view "I didnt…–" the voice faded
****
Kova groaned and and blinked a few times before sitting up "what the fuck?" She said, rubbing her head
(Y'all can have different memories)
Kanoa stumbled back, managing to stay up right as she pressed a hand to her temple. Flashes of scenes passed through her mind, almost feeling like memories.
~
"Stop moming me, I'm fine." Kanoa grumbled, as Kova bustled around the small kitchen area. She was sitting on a chair, something dark and wet and blood-like oozing from a wound on her abdomen. "Start not picking fights with soldiers, and I might." Kova shot back, as Londyn made her way in with a basket full of various supplies. And then it cut off.
~
Kanoa's eyes shot back open as she shook her head, muttering in a strange mix of languages.
(Why is this me lmao)
Max knocked louder. “Hello? Anyone home?” he called. He glared at the unyielding door. Maybe his cousin was being overreactive, or maybe they were getting their memories back right now. The thought made him nervous.
Archer looked at Rachel "maybe you go and help? I fell like something horrible is happening."
Rachel nodded and headed off to the dorm, "I have the same feeling. Find the thing and hide it okay?"
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