east end trouble [witches of east end]

I. TROUBLE

[ I. TROUBLE ]

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FRENCH QUARTER, NOLA
4:30AM

Laying in her side, mouth open, one arm draped over the side of the chair and the other clutching the fabric of her Leppard print shirt which smelled of alcohol and cheap perfume was what looked to be a college student, crashed after a night out. However to those who knew better the young brunette wasn't as young as she looked, in fact she was a powerful witch, having reached over the four hundred marker many moons ago.

In New Orleans there were many who knew what she was, who guessed what she could be as she co owned an ran a small voodoo shop in the Quarter with her aunt Wendy, something she found a tad bit annoying when the woman tried to meddle in her love life, something which always resulted in many broken shelves and glass bottles before a month of giving the woman the cold shoulder before giving her that one look, that look in which Wendy knew she was sorry and didn't bother for an apology unless a bottle she broke had something expensive inside it.

Right now however was one of those times that she was giving her aunt the cold shoulder, a late night of partying being a way to attempt to forget everything before passing out and succumbing to the painful memories of her past that haunted her unconscious... until the sound of breaking glass woke her.

Sitting upright, the brunette regretted immediately as her head pounded like a jack hammer and the room began to spin, not helping any when the lights suddenly turned on and her aunt appeared in front of her causing her to jump on the couch, heart racing before laying back on the couch.

"Seriously Wendy? What the hell?!" The question didn't seem to phase the older woman in the slightest as she places a bottle of water on her nieces stomach before taking a deck of cards out of her bag.

"I was sleeping right? And I had this terrible, horrible feeling that something bad was gonna happen to the girls, that someone was doing evil in Joanna's name-"

"This is why you woke me up?" Sitting up slightly leaning on her elbows as she opened the bottle taking a few small gulps before screwing the cap back on and watching her aunt shuffle the deck. "Did you read the-"

"Cards?" Wendy cuts off and nods her head vigorously, eyes wide as she deals them again. "Each time I deal the same, see-"

"Sure. Look aunt Wendy-"

"Magdalaine Beauchamp you listen to me right now, okay?" Magdalaine nods her head yes. "This is real, something is coming after our family, and if we aren't there to help and they succeed the girls may never be reborn and-"

"Neither will Mal..." Magdalaine gasps and sits up. "We have to go, now!"

"Yes-" Wendy stops, nose scrunching up as she looks at her niece "- but first... I think you need to hop in the shower. You wreak of liquor, sexual frustration and god awful cheap perfume!"

Magdalaine makes a sound that can only be described as and angry puppy "oh, piss off!" she yells at her aunt as she gets up and storms to the bathroom, tripping on the corner of the rug and almost landing on her face before catching herself, her aunts laughter echoing behind her even as she was in the shower, bathroom door locked and water pouring down.