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Where: Dr. Facilier's office
When: THE DEAD OF NIGHT. ...Okay like 7 PM, Friday evening. Y'know, whenever Friday is.
Who: Esmeralda and Facilier (closed)
What: Shadow summoning.
Warnings: None.
The lights in Facilier's office were dim, and in fact nearly half the usual flickering candles had been blown out. The rest were arranged in a circle in the middle of the room, a few diagrams and signs chalked within. Facilier was at the round table in back, bent over a text and frowning in thought, his hat for once set aside on top of the table. He hadn't done this in quite some time, years, in fact, and, well, age was certainly a factor with magic this deep. Between this and the Shadowstepping he'd had to use to yank himself, Tiana, Belle, and Mozenrath away from the Strangelings, his debt wasn't lookin' so hot right now.
It'd have bene wiser just to leave Mozenrath behind, the ingrate.
When: THE DEAD OF NIGHT. ...Okay like 7 PM, Friday evening. Y'know, whenever Friday is.
Who: Esmeralda and Facilier (closed)
What: Shadow summoning.
Warnings: None.
The lights in Facilier's office were dim, and in fact nearly half the usual flickering candles had been blown out. The rest were arranged in a circle in the middle of the room, a few diagrams and signs chalked within. Facilier was at the round table in back, bent over a text and frowning in thought, his hat for once set aside on top of the table. He hadn't done this in quite some time, years, in fact, and, well, age was certainly a factor with magic this deep. Between this and the Shadowstepping he'd had to use to yank himself, Tiana, Belle, and Mozenrath away from the Strangelings, his debt wasn't lookin' so hot right now.
It'd have bene wiser just to leave Mozenrath behind, the ingrate.