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undergrounds2015-09-27 11:01 pm
kleptofaeniac) wrote in undergrounds2015-09-27 11:01 pm
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Ghost Girl (for Aradia)
Kenzi had been doing research on a specific spell for a month now. And in her research, she had come across hints that maybe the Midnight Circle was more involved in history than she thought. The barest traces of people existing. To the point that she wanted to actually follow up and see if she could find them now.
Most of them were dead. Some were living, and they were either converted to Daybreak or had left the country. Good to know that Sylvia had done a good job of driving them out.
There was one name in particular that she was attached to. Aradia Megido.
She remembered the ghost she ran into on her 'fake exorcist' job. Remembered her name. The Megido name popped up a few times in her records. Enough that she was curious.
Sure she had never actually done a proper summoning of a spirit. But she was willing to give it a go. What better, and more stereotypical, place to do it than at the grave site? It wasn't hard to track down with public records being what they were.
Kenzi sat cross legged in front of Aradia's grave, bent over a book with candles and looking like your average Goth girl. Only difference was, she was the real deal.
"Shit how do I do this -," Kenzi tried reading from the book again, but there was enough wind that she started eating her own hair instead of reading the page she meant to. And it decided to flip to a few pages before.
Most of them were dead. Some were living, and they were either converted to Daybreak or had left the country. Good to know that Sylvia had done a good job of driving them out.
There was one name in particular that she was attached to. Aradia Megido.
She remembered the ghost she ran into on her 'fake exorcist' job. Remembered her name. The Megido name popped up a few times in her records. Enough that she was curious.
Sure she had never actually done a proper summoning of a spirit. But she was willing to give it a go. What better, and more stereotypical, place to do it than at the grave site? It wasn't hard to track down with public records being what they were.
Kenzi sat cross legged in front of Aradia's grave, bent over a book with candles and looking like your average Goth girl. Only difference was, she was the real deal.
"Shit how do I do this -," Kenzi tried reading from the book again, but there was enough wind that she started eating her own hair instead of reading the page she meant to. And it decided to flip to a few pages before.