Witch's Brew

Alaina Flowers
Played by: Daenerys Stormborn


Madeline Nurse
Played by: BadStreetBoys


Rhiannon Silverman
Played by: Daenerys Stormborn


Vivian Hines
Played by: BadStreetBoys

Alaina Ramone Flowers pushed her hands further into the bowl of dirt, feeling the pull of the earth in her finger tips. She sighed, breathing in deeply, the smell of grass and sun filling her nose, even though she was in a dim, musty basement. The candles around her flickered, as if she were actually outside and the breeze was blowing just slightly. Her eyes popped open and she stared at her customer with warm, chocolate eyes.

"The Earth is trying to tell you something," she said in her best spooky voice. "You must open your ears and listen carefully. The wind is calling your name." Her customer leaned in closer, a haunted look in his dark blue eyes. "Why is it calling me? What does the earth say?!" Alaina obviously had this guy hooked, and she smirked. Another easy customer. Most customers thought she was a hoax, and in a way, she kind of was. But tourists mostly ate every word she said, and then sent all of their friends in for a reading. It was a cop out of her gift, but Alaina made quick, easy money this way. She was able to charge customers $40 for a one hour session, and she spent most of her time lighting the incense and setting the mood. Alaina dubbed herself as Alaina Flowers, the Earth Witch. Flowers wasn't even Alaina's last name -- it was Parker. But she mostly used Flowers, because it sounded much more mysterious, and also flowed way better than Parker did.

She looked at her customer, and bowed her head. "I am but a humble servant to our great planet. She has a master plan for you, it would do you well to listen on your own. You must not take the easy way out. Work hard for your answers, and you will be better rewarded." Alaina looked down at the giant hourglass that kept time through her sessions. The last grain of sand had just fallen through, and she looked towards the gentleman sitting across from her, and smiled. "Our session here is over, sir. If you would like another, I'll need payment up front." The man shook his head. "No, I shouldn't. My girlfriend is in another session, she's probably done though. Thank you! I will take your advice." Alaina grinned at him. "It's not my advice, sir. It is as the Earth wishes."

Though Alaina was kind of bullshitting everyone who came through, she did have a connection to the planet. She could feel power in the sand, and the wind seemed to belong to her. The sea listened to her deepest desires, and fire could never touch her. She didn't know much about her heritage, but she knew she shared blood with Alice Parker, one of the women accused of witchcraft in Salem all those years ago. Something about the town stuck with her and her family, because they had never left. Alaina still lived in Salem, right in the center of town above the magic shop where she worked. The rent was okay, and the landlords were nice -- they allowed her to have pets and they never bothered her for any reason. Her home was filled to the brim with plants hanging in every direction, and all of the available counter space was green with foliage. Alaina's two cats, Shadow and Ghost kept her company, along with her dog, Juniper. She lived alone in the one bedroom apartment, but it was big enough for her, and also very cozy. She checked her phone and realized it was 4:30 already. Alaina began to close up shop for the day.




Rhiannon Silverman was wondering around downtown Salem in her favorite tourist-style outfit. It was quite the ironic outfit, considering it was both bought from a gift shop in the very town itself, and that Rhiannon was actually something of a witch. She wasn't sure if that's what you would call it, but ever since she was a young girl, Rhiannon had been having visions. They were murky and strange, and never made sense immediately, but they were there nonetheless, and she was typically able to decipher them before the event actually occurred. She had gotten much better at controlling them -- when she was a kid, the visions would cause fainting spells, and dizziness for near weeks. They would cause her to miss school, and eventually her mother wound up homeschooling her, which was better, because most of the lessons actually just involved learning about being a witch.

The gift had skipped her mother, but her grandmother was also a clairvoyant, and she had managed to predict her own death. Unfortunately, Rhiannon also predicted this death, months before her grandmother had, but no one knew what it meant, until it was too late. Ever since then, Rhiannon dreaded any vision that involved a crow.

Rhiannon turned a corner and headed straight for her favorite cafe -- Jodi Bee Bakes. It was a quiet little place on any given weekday, but on the weekends it was swamped with tourists, and there was no doubt. Most of their food was vegan, and gluten free, and also the most delicious thing in the world. Rhiannon walked in, and was greeted by all the staff members at the counter. She grinned and ran up, giving the cashier, Jenny, a big hug. "I'm so glad you're here! I have so much to tell you," Rhiannon said, dropping her voice to a low whisper. Jenny was Rhiannon's best friend, and also the only other person who knew Rhiannon was a clairvoyant. She had discovered it one day when Rhiannon predicted that Jenny's boyfriend was going to break up with her, and she had been right -- which was unfortunate for Jenny and whatever his name was, but it had made the bond between the girls nearly unbreakable. Jenny fell into Rhiannon's trust, and the two girls went everywhere together, and told each other everything. Rhiannon kept having visions that would better both of their lives, and so far, they had managed to lead pretty good ones.

Jenny went to tell Marco, her boss, that she was taking her half hour break, and she grabbed 2 pumpkin chocolate muffins from behind the counter. Jenny whipped up Rhiannon's favorite brew of tea (lavender with a hint of honey) and pulled her to a small table at the back of a restaurant. "Tell me everything," she said, pinching off a piece of muffin and popping it into her mouth. Rhiannon took a deep breath, and started to plunge into the tale of her latest vision.

"There's a red crystal on a table, and it keeps spinning around. Every time it stops, it points North. So I get the feeling that I'm supposed to head that way, right? So I take my personal red crystal, and I walk North through Salem. It leads me directly to Bridget Bishops grave. That's my super great grandmother that was in the Salem Witch Trials. Nothing has continued past that point, so I have no idea what else that's supposed to mean, but the universe definitely wants me to find out something about Bridget. Super spooky, right?" Rhiannon smiled at the wide eyed look on Jenny's face. "That's so cool!" she blurted a little too loudly. Rhiannon glanced around to make sure no one was listening, and she nodded vigorously. "I want to go back through my records of her, to see if there's anything that will lead me to the next clue. You should come over tonight and look through some documents with me."

Rhiannon knew that Jenny thought it was the coolest thing that she was related to a Salem Witch. In all honesty, it was a bit of a heavy burden to bear. That's why her great grandmother changed their last name. The name "Bishop" got a lot of recognition in Salem Town, and in her old age, Rebecca Bishop had gotten sick of trailing such a heavy name behind her. She legally had it changed to Silverman.

@ Daenerys Stormborn

Madeline Nurse
Madeline was living in Salem still, what she promised she wouldn't be doing. Of course when she became an adult and graduated she still had the connection to the town. She still wanted to stay. Her grandmother Rebecca Nurse, is what kept her here. The connection was strong.

Madeline was over at her Uncle Romeo's house, he was a bit drunk and asked Madeline to go check on the renter for him. He never did this, but her uncle wanted Madeline to meet people that weren't her family. He and her aunt ushered Madeline of the door.

Madeline sighed as she walked up the back steps of the shop, she lived here her whole life, so these small tourist shops weren't very exciting to her. When Madeline reached the door she allowed her knuckles to rap three times against the wood door. And waited for an answer.

When Alaina finally answered, Maddie's breath caught in her throat, she just got a weird feeling seeing this girl, she was also beautiful. She stuttered a couple times before finally getting a couple words out. "Hi, uhm, I'm Madeline Nurse, my uncle is your landlord." She said and coughed uneasily. "He jus wanted me to come check up on you, make sure that your good and everything in the shop and house are okay." She said and rubbed the back of her neck nervously. Why did she feel like this?

Her other question was, why did she say her last name? Everyone recognized it, and it always brought up a storm of questions about her ancestor and what it was like to be related to a witch. The real answer was she had some small powers, they were water related, good because this was a city near the ocean, bad because people bugged her constantly, she hopped that the girl before her wouldn't ask. She also hoped she would, she wanted to keep talking this girl.

Madeline wasn't 'in the closet' but she wasn't out either, maybe this is what her uncle meant by meeting people. But how would he know? That didn't matter, Madeline was at a loss for words with the girl in front of her. She was shy, which didn't help out. As Maddie stood in front of the tenant she took another couple breaths before finally calming herself down.

Vivian Hines
Vivian stood outside the small cafe, smoking a cigarette. She was contemplating the reasoning behind why she came back. Her long lost ancestor was none other than Elizabeth Howe, but a few years after the mass hysteria her family left Salem and headed north to New Hampshire, even more recently her family had changed the last name. Vivian changed hers the second time when she became eighteen,and decided she was moving back to Salem. Hines was a combination of both her ancestors name, and current family's name.

Vivian glanced into the cafe when her peripheral vision caught the two girls heading towards the table far back. She turned her back, leaning up against the side of the building, hoping they wouldn't really notice her. Of course she would listen in on the conversation, but she didn't want it to be obvious. It was a shame they could see her otherwise she would have watched, they were both easy on the eyes and for some reason she had a strange vibe to get closer to the blonde one.

As Viv listened in she heard the girl speak of Bridget bishop, she was related to a witch too? Vivian got really excited about this, she didn't know why. Of course she knew there were decendants of the witches still here and other places. But Vivian could never seem to meet them. This was her lucky moment. Vivian pulled the pen and paper from her pocket, which she always carried, she wrote down her number that she was related to a witch as well and that they should connect sometime. Vivian headed into the cafe.

Vivian headed through the cafe casually, the restrooms were towards the back where the girls were, she headed towards them and dropped the paper besides the table where they sat. She hoped Rhiannon would feel the vibe too and pick the paper up, as well as actually contact Vivian.

(Sorry it's short I gotta go to school)

Alaina tipped her head curiously at the stranger in front of her. Her ring cladden fingers were wrapped around the door that was only open wide enough to see Alaina's body. She never opened the door fully to her customers -- she felt like it took away all the magic it brought. "Romeo never told me he had a niece," she said. It was true enough that Romeo didn't tell her everything, and she never really asked, but on the times that they did speak, Romeo was very friendly, and he liked to talk about things in his life. Alaina knew he was affiliated with witches in some way, but she never knew how. Is this girl standing in front of her magic shop a witch, too? She didn't belong to a Coven, even though there were about a billion of them in Salem, because she never really felt connected with anyone. She was hoping someday to find her own small coven of witches to practice magic with, maybe try out other styles. "Do you want some tea?" Alaina asked, pulling the black door to her shop open.

Inside was practically everything witchy. The small, circular room was very dark, with black, red and purple covering the walls, ceiling and floor. Small traces of white brought out the lighting that Alaina was fond of using. There were hundreds of candles lit all over the room, separated by colors, which also diverged their use. Black and white candles were the most abundant, as she loved the black candles for their expansive use. They could be made for healing and undoing, or they could be used for negativity and black magick. It all depended on the person who used them. She had the white candles to balance out the negative energy the black candles put out. Alaina was a healing kind of witch. There were many rugs, pillows, and beanbag chairs placed in a neat, yet haphazard way across the whole room. There was one circular table placed just slightly to the left that contained two chairs and a crystal ball. Off to the side was a tray on legs that held four bowls -- one for water, earth, fire and air. Her worn, bent tarot cards rested on a shelf above the table, along with about 12 different books. Some were books about plants and their healing properties. A few more explained the basics of witchcraft, and the last bunch delved deeper into Alaina's specific witchcraft. Every good witch was able to do the basic things; tarot readings, palmistry, crystal ball stuff and the like, but great witches found a specialty. Alaina's happened to be earth magick. She had a knack for herbal remedies, and the shelf in the back of her shop was stocked with at least a hundred different herbs, spices, flowers, and roots. There was a strong connection between Alaina and her planet. She had a green thumb, and could make plants come to life by speaking to them. Everywhere the young girl went, she brought life. There was no elegant wand waving involved, no mysterious crystals or special potions. Alaina's magic was pure and raw, and she found nothing to be more beautiful.

Of course, there were things in her shop you couldn't see, as well. Under the floor was the largest protection spell Alaina had ever placed. The energy she had put into it drained her entirely, and she had to spend the entire next day resting. But the spell held well, and Alaina kept her peace of mind. There was no safer place in the world for her to be.




Rhiannon looked down at the paper dropped beside her and frowned quizzically. She looked up to the girl who dropped it, but she was already making her way out of the cafe and through the mini-mall. When she opened the paper, it contained a phone number, and a short message explaining the girl's heritage, and that they should meet. Rhiannon's mouth dropped open and she looked to Jenny, holding up the piece of paper. "What even," she breathed, thinking that this may be the godsend from her vision. A way to connect with her great grandmother, or maybe a way to find out more about herself. Rhiannon grinned and immediately programmed the number into her phone. She wouldn't text the girl right away, but maybe tonight or tomorrow morning, she would get in contact and they could have coffee and talk about their relatives, and their type of magic.

Speaking of night, the sky was growing dim. Rhiannon threw back the last sips of her tea, and stood. "Thanks so much Jenny, I'll call you to let you know what happens." She hugged her friend and stepped out of the cafe just in time to catch the bus back home.

Home was a small, studio apartment directly in the center of town. She lived on top of a bunch of magic shops down the street from the Witch History museum. Rhiannon was a tour guide there, and she loved her job more than anything. She got to teach people about Salem's rich history, and it paid her quite generously. She took care of a little orange cat she found wandering outside of the museum one day. The poor thing was starved and flea ridden when she found it, but with lots of love and attention, Delilah grew to be a beautiful ginger cat who craved love.

The inside of Rhiannon's home was pretty average -- it was mostly white with touches of color throughout the house -- a painting on a wall here, a plant there. There was just one bedroom, and it was on the cozy side, but it was the perfect home for Rhiannon.She didn't need much, it's not like she had company all the time. Jenny was really the only person who came over anymore.

Once Rhiannon was inside and settled, she pulled out her phone and stared at the new number she programmed into her phone. She was debating on whether or not to text the girl from earlier. It may be too quick, but at the same time, she wanted to get to the bottom of her vision and she had a strong feeling this girl was connected somehow. She had the same rush, and there was an ice in her fingertips, it was a telltale sign of a vision. Sometimes she got this feeling when a clue was strong enough, and Rhiannon definitely believed it to be a clue. Besides, there was no way this girl was lying, she wasn't even in the cafe when Rhiannon and Jenny were talking about her great grandmother. She must have known somehow, and Rhiannon wanted to know exactly how that was.

Rhiannon clicked the message icon, and typed out her message. Hey, it's Rhiannon, from the cafe? I'm interested in what you have to say. Meet tomorrow, same place? She hit send, hoping with everything she had that this was the lead her aunt wants her to follow.

@ Daenerys Stormborn
Madeline Nurse
Maddie nodded in response to Alaina's question. She followed her inside, eyes gazing about the house. Everything inside intrigued her. She enjoyed being surrounded by the art of witchcraft and magic, her frisky refused to practice it much, so when she found it, it soothed her. Maddie looked over the book shelf, reading off the titles to herself. A small smile spread across the girls lips, she was excited to know someone else that was a witch, a practicing one too.

"I see why my Uncle wanted me to come over." She said with a nervously chuckle. Her eyes glancing over to Alaina as she made her way closer to the other girl. Maddie didn't want to seem so awkward around her, it was surely a kill. Maddie decided to try and keep the conversation going. "I love all the stuff here." She said and looked around again. "My family doesn't like the practice, due to what happened with Rebecca Nurse." She explained quickly, looking back to Alaina.

Vivian Hines
Vivian left the cafe quickly, taking the long walk to her house on the outskirts of Salem. She had saved money since she was found out her ancestry, just to be able to afford the small home here. It had been her plan, she wanted to learn about witchcraft, magic, and more about her family's history, and she had been able to do that since she had moved down here.

Vivian's home was a small, old timey type of house. It was less of a house and more of a cottage. When Viv entered the small home her tiny corgi puppy, Miz, trotted over jumping up at Vivian. Her house was a mess, not what you would expect. Her family always said she resembled a bacholer, her house looked like that of one, and she acted like one. Her house had bottles and wrappers strewn about, and the butts of cigarettes sat in the ash trays. The other things left around was her laundry.

Vivian decided to clean the place up a bit, if her and Rhiannon hit it off, she didn't want her to be thrown off by the mess. Vivian wandered the house picking up the clothes and thrusting them all into one hamper towards the back of her house, then went and got the trash. About half way through her cleaning she got the message.

Sounds great to me,nowhere would you like to meet? Viv sent back, she wanted to do most of the discussion in person, leaving a lot open for her in the messages.

Alaina grinned, picking up the message that Madeline relayed to her. She knew the name Nurse sounded familiar. "So you're related to a witch, then," she said, a sly smile spreading across her face. "Let's see your magic, then." She crossed her arms over her chest, waiting for the girl to respond.

Alaina wasn't sure what she should expect, it's not like witches could transform things, or fly on a broomstick, those were just children's stories. Real magic came from energy, and that was a kind of energy that just didn't exist. She's seen levitation first hand, she's met fortune tellers who were spot on with their predictions. But Alaina knew she had never seen all of the different kinds of magic there were, and perhaps she could find a way to profit off of something new.

Alaina wasn't just about fooling tourists out of their money, but she did need to pay the bills, and new, exciting things even attracted the people who lived in the city and hardly ever visited Alaina's shop. Of course, even many city dwellers came to her, but it was for trivial stuff. Young high school girls think they've found their soulmate and go to her for tarot readings. Wiccans come to purchase healing spells and herbal remedies, or to stock up on their crystals. But every time Alaina brought something new into her shop, people flocked like doves to go see how accurate she could be.

Spells and witchcraft for the public eye wasn't about accuracy. It was about illusion, and fooling people into thinking Alaina had all the right answers. In a way, every prediction she had made has come true at least parts of it. People are easy to read. They go in with open hearts and open minds, and Alaina's energy connects to theirs. It may just be part of her powers, but Alaina connected with people fairly easily when they entered her shop.




Rhiannon smiled when her phone lit up again, indicating that she had a new text message. She responded hastily, hoping she didn't seem too desperate. Thanks for responding so quickly, she wrote. Let's meet at the bakery, same table? Around noon. Rhiannon wanted to be straightforward and direct, but she also wanted to give the girl time to decide if this was worth it or not. She probably had all sorts of witch friends, what was another to her? No, this had to be a good meeting. This other girl -- Vivian, had to feel like she was in control.

The fact of the matter is, Rhiannon really had no control over anything. This is likely linked to her powers. The clairvoyancy is both a blessing, and a curse. Rhiannon can literally see the future, whether it's good or bad, funny or sad. It is Rhiannon's to do what she pleases with, but she cannot control when they come. She cannot control their intensity, she cannot control what happens after. She can either chose to stop it, or to let it happen, but the fact that it will begin is inevitable. Rhiannon usually liked feeling in control of things like this, but she couldn't rush it or be hasty. Rhiannon didn't even know what she looked like, which slightly scared her. She took a deep breath, and stared at her phone, waiting for a response, with Delilah curled up on her lap.

[Sorry my reply is so short, I work 7 days a week and I don't have time for anything fun until we hire a new girl to take on weekends :( ]

@ Daenerys Stormborn
Maddie's face turned red and she looked away from Alaina. "I'm not really that good with my magic, I haven't practiced in forever or really worked on it at all. When I started my parents got mad at me and told me I wasn't allowed to do that sort of thing in their house. My uncle said it wasn't the best idea unless I'm making money." She said embarrassedly. That was the truth, and Maddeline didn't want to make herself seem like an idiot in front of this girl.

Maddie looked back to Alaina when her face returned to its normal color rather than the bright shade of pink it just had been. "Would you mind showing me some of yours though?" She asked softly, looking around at the room again, then back to Alaina with a smile on her face.

Vivian grinned at the quick responses, she liked it. Sounds good. See ya then. -xxx;) Viv laughed at how she signed the text, what's a little fun? She thought to herself. Vivian had to pass time until tomorrow now. She hated waiting, being patient was not her thing. When Vivian looked at the time she realized it was getting late. She took her pup out and then showered before deciding to head off to bed. This would waste enough hours so that she could just get up and be ready for her meeting tomorrow.

Sorry mine is short too, basketball just started this week

@ BadStreetBoys


Alaina chuckled, shaking her head slightly. "I'm sure you'll do fine, come on. Show me what you can do, maybe I can help you get stronger." Alaina wasn't joking around about that, she truly believed that if Maddie was a true witch, her powers could be harness and transformed into something amazing. "I don't give out freebies, but maybe if you show me your powers, I can show you mine." To be honest, Alaina was mostly just interested in seeing if it was a type of magic she could do, and the profit off of. Not that Romeo's niece was someone to rip off, but whatever paid the bills should be fine by him. Alaina held out her hands, palms up. "Give me your hands, maybe I can amplify them for you," she suggested.




Rhiannon grinned at the message from Vivian and smiled. She was finally going to meet another witch, how exciting! She took a quick shower, grabbed her favorite book and headed to bed, her mind reeling with the possibilities of what tomorrow would bring.
However, Rhiannon couldn't sleep. She tossed and turned, and debated all night on whether or not she should text Jenny and tell her about the exciting news, or if she should just wait for tomorrow. Being that it was only 8:00, she flicked on the TV and flipped to a show featuring the history of Salem. This was a classic TV special around here, especially near the time of Halloween, which was right around the corner. It was a film Rhiannon was familiar with, and it was able to clear her mind just enough for her to begin to doze off into a sleep, excited for what tomorrow would bring her.

@ Daenerys Stormborn
I'm so sorry I didn't realize that I didn't reply.

Maddie chuckled slightly, nodding in agreement with Alaina. "Alright alright." She murmured. Maddie allowed Alaina to hold one of her hands, but used the other to create a small ball of fire hovering above her hand. She then closed her hand quickly and it squished out. "Im good with fire, that's about it. I can do some of the basic stuff too. Like the things you sell in your shop." Maddeline explained to her.

Vivian woke up in the middle of the night, she didn't know why.mit was always the same time every night and she had learned to live with it. She got up and walked outside onto her porch, lighting a cigarette. As she inhaled and exhaled Vivian was thinking of the meeting that would be happening hours from now. She was excited to be meeting up with this girl. She was a witch, an attractive one at that. Vivian hadn't had a lot of friends, so hopefully she would now.

Alaina's eyes widened. She had heard of fire witches, but had never seen one who had so much power. "Wow," she breathed slowly, staring wide-eyed at her. "You're truly amazing." Never one to back out of a deal, Alaina stood and grabbed a few vials of herbs off her shelves. "Take these, and put them in some tea or something at home. Drink it, all of it, including the herbs. If your powers haven't gotten stronger by this time next week, I owe you." The herbs that Alaina had given Maddie were to concentrate her powers and mind into making something bigger, grander, and much more controllable. Alaina didn't know how much Maddie was struggling with her powers, or if she was at all, but Alaina knew that when she was an unpracticed witch, she was completely uncontrollable. Weeds would sprout everywhere when she was angry, daffodils and lilies would pop up when she was happy -- and in the most inconvenient of places, nonetheless. Alaina wanted to help Maddie get stronger and use her powers for the better. "If you come by around this time tomorrow, we can discuss things more in depth if you want, but if I don't get home now, my puppy will probably pee all over the apartment. You want to come walk her with me?" Alaina grabbed her bag and slung it over her shoulder, standing in the doorway and staring at Maddie with one eyebrow hiked.




The alarm was blaring.
Rhiannon sprang up out of bed. How did I even get here, she thought. She explicitly remembered falling asleep on the couch, but then again, Rhiannon was a known sleep walker. Hopefully nothing else was out of place.
She jumped in the shower quickly, scrubbing off last night's sleepiness. All through getting dressed, Rhiannon was so frazzled by the fact that she woke up late that she almost forgot where she was even heading. Ahh, yes she remembered. I'm meeting Vivian! Rhiannon was beyond excited for the exchange, as 1.) she didn't even know what Vivian looked like and 2.) Vivian was a witch! Rhiannon had spent her whole time in Salem looking for another witch -- a real witch, with real powers -- and had always come up empty. She really hoped Vivian was telling her the truth, and not just faking her out.
Rhiannon scrubbed her teeth, and kissed her kitten on the nose before she rushed out the door, and down the street to Jodi Bee Bakes.
It was Jenny's day off, which was both a blessing and a curse. Everyone in the cafe knew Rhiannon, so if Vivian turned out to be a total psycho, they would all help her, but something about the idea of her best friend being there to comfort her made her feel better. At the same time, this was an incredibly private interaction between two witches, and something that Rhiannon didn't entirely want to share with Jenny just yet. Rhiannon sat down and ordered herself a cup of tea, flipping through a local newspaper to pass time before Vivian arrived.

@ Daenerys Stormborn
I'm so sorry I thought my reply went through. My internet has been spotty.

Maddie was quite proud of what she had showed Alaina, she hadn't really much use or control of her powers so the fact they worked out for her. She took the herbs and such from Alaina with a small smile, thanking her softly. "Thank you very much, and I'll take you up on that." She said softly. Maddie loved animals so the mention of Alaina's puppy she nodded eagerly. "That would be great!" She exclaimed excitedly, walking along with Alaina. As the pair walked she looked over at Alaina, smiling softly. Wow she is really pretty. Like.. Really pretty. And she's a witch. No wonder Uncle wanted me to meet her. She thought to herself.

Vivian was up and going through her usual morning routine. She dressed well for her even with Rhiannon. Although it was still an all black outfit. She headed to the cafe and walked in, glancing around for her "date" when Vivian spotted her she grinned excitedly. Viv walked right over and sat across from Rhiannon. She grinned playfully and winked across at the girl. "Hey there, what's a witch like yourself doing all alone?" She teased and held out her hand. "Vivian."