The New Establishment (CLOSED)

[acrookedchild]

The three girls had agreed to come separately. Or, at least, not all in the same car. Two people coming together wouldn't seem odd, but three might.

Abby arrived first and did a majority of the prep work. She brought chalk and candles and a large amount of sea salt. It was easy to bring the things over in batches, hidden in her bag so it didn't seem too odd.

There was a handmade sign on the gate out front of the little house.

COMING SOON
SEVEN SISTERS PSYCHIC
Tarot readings, palmistry, mediumship, and more!

And the first floor was done up like a typical sort of psychic shop, save the kitchen and a back room with a few cheap sleeping bags and pillows. Just a place for anyone who needed it to crash for the night. If Kenzi or Nancy wanted to work it as a "legitimate" business, they'd be more than welcome to. Abby certainly intended to.

On the second floor, however, the non-essential walls had been knocked down to open up as much space as possible. Here, the real magic would be done.

The to-do list was easy enough: a cloaking spell to hide the place from magic location, the casting of Cave Ininimicum over the front gate, and the swearing in of the three of them to some degree. She wouldn't insist on what she had in mind, but, well, she would suggest it.

Comments

[kleptofaeniac]

"Yeesh, this place looks like something my grandma would put together."

It's all very ... quaint on the first floor. She's just glad there aren't any doilies to speak of. If there were, she would have walked right back out the front door. Or so she thinks.

It's still amazingly stereotypical in the 'nice, friendly neighborhood witch' way. If they start taking in wounded animals she's gonna have words. But, Kenzi is placated by the fact that she has her own place closer to the heart of the city to do her work in. It's security for her. That she has a way out - if you will.

"So where's the other four of us?"

That 'Seven Sisters' thing isn't legit, right?

[acrookedchild]

"Sorry. Should I have put up a sign 'Hey, Redbright, here we are, come and attack'?"

It probably says something about how honestly comfortable Abby's feeling that she can reply with sarcasm. She smirks just a little, tilting her head. It's easy enough, really.

"I can run a little 'psychic' shop. Besides, hiding in plain sight, y'know?"

[kleptofaeniac]

Kenzi matches her smirk - glad to see Abigail actually doing something with her face that isn't a sullen little frown. It's good to know the girl has more bones than just her spine. After all, she stood up to Sylvia didn't she?

There was more to a person than bravery - or stupidity. It was good to see it.

"Hope you're looking forward to getting some crazies in here."

[acrookedchild]

"Small price to pay to keep people from wondering why an 'unused' house is rented anyway."

After all, crazies? She could handle.

They couldn't be any scarier than looking Redbright in the face and making it clear she was going to protect her coven.

[kleptofaeniac]

"Yeah that and rent. Which is how much again?"

She knows Abigail never actually told her what the rate was, but it's her half-assed way of sneaking the question in. Sorry Abigail.

[acrookedchild]

"Oh, it's taken care of." Because, well. 'Rented' may also translate into 'bought.' Through a few companies Unthank had set up over the years to allow the Widdowsons their privacy with transferring funds. She'd never thought she's need them.

"Don't worry."

[kleptofaeniac]

Rich people, Kenzi seethed inwardly and started unloading the box she had brought.

"I'm Russian. I worry."

[acrookedchild]

"And I'm English."

She flashes a smile.

"I plan."

[kleptofaeniac]

"Touche." Kenzi allows it. She also doesn't pronounce touché properly.