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[shadowchaser]

Who: Song and Amy
What: It's a Warding party! Okay, not really.
Where: Rainbow's End
When: July 16th



Books were scattered over the table in the library, along with a few other odds and ends useful for warding a structure. It'd taken them a couple days, but Amy was almost sure they had the right books now. Finding a warding spell that wouldn't have some sort of side effect was a little difficult; the first couple that she found drained the caster as long as they were in effect. Then again, that spell came from the same book as Barrier. Total last resort she'd told herself, and closed the book. The spell she was wrinkling her nose at now didn't have that problem, but she really wished they knew what Mabry had used. Asking her was always an option, but who knew when she'd be able to get back to them? Song's hair was turning black, Awiergan was showing up in places she didn't belong. They needed to do this now, even if reinforcing the current wards with another kind of magic wasn't the best idea.

"So do you wanna go with this one," And here she wiggled the book in Song's direction. "Or the one you found? And seriously, if we need to burn Sage for any of this, you're on your own. Yeeach."

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[fallingdream]

"Yours. It looks more compatible with the thing Mabry does with the foci. I think we can link them without changing the nature of the original ward." She squinted at the book, twisting a strand of hair around two fingers as she'd been doing for most of their search. It was still more or less golden-brown at the tips. The unnerving blackness spread from the roots, streaking out like lines of ink, or far too many spiders' legs. And that was hardly a helpful mental image...

[shadowchaser]

"Oh goody. Well, at least we don't need to sacrifice anyone, except maybe ourselves." Amy wrinkled her nose at herself. Where'd that come from?

She watched Song twist her hair, and found herself bouncing slightly from one foot to the other. Pent up emotions, yay. She really wanted to hug Song, but wasn't sure if she'd appreciate it right this moment.

Hell with it.

Amy slipped over, hugged her lightly, then stepped back so fast she found herself wondering what the point had been. She grinned a bit awkwardly at her friend.

"Sorry, I- yeah, I'm just weird, but you know that...um. So the spell says we need to 'focus energies' and 'direct them at each corner of the space to be warded'. Which seems kinda like a 'duh' thing to me, but..."

Amy trailed off and waved a hand helplessly. She thought she'd be okay at this, but maybe not. Still, it had to be done.

[fallingdream]

Song's brow creased in something between a frown and a pout, and sh swayed slightly away from the hug before thinking about it. When she did realize her own action, she stopped and allowed Amy to indulge herself in silly comforts.

"Well, all we can do is try. Are you sure you didn't miss any details? No mention of, say... burning particularly smelly plants?"

[shadowchaser]

"No, thank goodness."

Amy glanced back down at the book to be sure, her eyes skimming over the page it was open to. She couldn't stand the smell of sage; not only did it give her a migraine, but it made her feel like a puppet on strings. She'd had enough of that already.

"Don't have to burn anything, all it needs is focus and some silly words. Oh, and Will, can't forget that."

She laughed for a second, the idea suddenly striking her as funny.

[fallingdream]

"Mmm, willpower," Song intoned flatly. "My favorite."

She pushed herself up and pushed the frazzled mess of her hair out of her face. It was finally growing long again now that her other self had stopped re-cutting it for the sake of disguise.

It was she who led the way to each of the warding points, and each time she reached out with a strand of magic, it was her shadow who touched and tainted the ward. Oh so subtly, Medrau planted a seed deep under the layered skin of the spell. In time it would grow, corrupting and weakening the ward until it meant nothing.
Which had, of course, been the point of making Song fret over them in the first place.

The bracelet would be another matter, but "Meddy" had plans for that too.

[shadowchaser]

When they'd finished, Amy leaned against a doorway and sighed. She'd told Jalen that this little experiment wouldn't be a problem, but she knew as soon as she dragged herself back in his sight he'd tuck her into bed with a lecture as a bedtime story. Drat. She found herself yawning a little, then laughed softly and poked her stomach. "And that, Lanie, was called magic. Nifty, huh?" She raised an eyebrow at Song, then pouted.

"She's not talking to me yet. Well, not talking, you know what I mean. I'm gonna go steal some cookies before Jale sees me and carries me off. Maybe I can get upstairs without being caught. We'll clean up the mess in the library later."

She hugged Song again, just a bit longer this time, then disappeared off on her errand, smiling. She felt safer already.