Post by Rebekah Mikaelson on Mar 6, 2015 22:05:16 GMT -6
It had been what seemed like forever since she'd seen Davina. Of course the last time had been the night that Kol died, after that she'd gone off seeking revenge and nearly gotten herself killed and her brothers in a dangerous situation. All she could think about was that final breath that Kol had taken in before his body shuttered and gave out the live leaving those mischievous eyes.
Marcel nor her brother's had seen Davina either which wasn't a good sign. Then again Marcel was a little concerned on why she was asking since she was no longer in her old body, nor was she willing to explain it all to Marcel, that was a complication she didn't need right now. So instead she'd gone to the tomb that belonged to Davina's family, the tomb Davina and Kol had been working out of.
One of the girl's jackets was left so she placed it in her lap before grabbing a map of the city and spreading it out before her. There was a small crystal bowl and she filled it with a near by jug of water before placing it before her. She had no idea what she was doing and if she were even doing this right, this had never been something her mother had taught her nor something Kol had the time to. Gazing into the bowl she began to chant as she held the jacket in her hands.
Thinking of Davina she could feel the magic beginning to swirl up around her as she grazed into the bowl. She couldn't see cross streets but she could see something. Davina was in the city watching...someone. Tilting her head she had the feeling that Davina could tell something was wrong because she looked away from the women she was looking at. "What are you doing Davina?" She asked to the silent room knowing that Davina couldn't hear her.
Marcel nor her brother's had seen Davina either which wasn't a good sign. Then again Marcel was a little concerned on why she was asking since she was no longer in her old body, nor was she willing to explain it all to Marcel, that was a complication she didn't need right now. So instead she'd gone to the tomb that belonged to Davina's family, the tomb Davina and Kol had been working out of.
One of the girl's jackets was left so she placed it in her lap before grabbing a map of the city and spreading it out before her. There was a small crystal bowl and she filled it with a near by jug of water before placing it before her. She had no idea what she was doing and if she were even doing this right, this had never been something her mother had taught her nor something Kol had the time to. Gazing into the bowl she began to chant as she held the jacket in her hands.
Thinking of Davina she could feel the magic beginning to swirl up around her as she grazed into the bowl. She couldn't see cross streets but she could see something. Davina was in the city watching...someone. Tilting her head she had the feeling that Davina could tell something was wrong because she looked away from the women she was looking at. "What are you doing Davina?" She asked to the silent room knowing that Davina couldn't hear her.