You just got Zizes

Rachel had no idea what to expect from her training session with Lauren Zizes. She only knew what she'd seen online about the girl. She didn't even really know what her magic was about, what her skills were other than running multiple blogs. But that was also exciting to Rachel. It was nice to have an SP again. Rachel at least hoped that this would work out. She got to Undique first and waited for a bit before she saw Lauren walk in. "Lauren hi!" she said excitedly. "We should probably start by choosing our codeword so we can summon each other. Is there anything you'd think would work well?"

Lauren had a lot of things to do instead of wasting her time on this, but she figured that she could cut it it out fast so in the future it would be the less inconvenient to her. She took her gym clothes on a bag just in case, and Reneesme insisted to come. She glanded at the big transparent octopus hanging on and moving its tentacles. Her homework forced companion greet her. "Hi" she responded back without animosity. "No. Don't call me. Let's do this the bare minimun the school asks for. I don't want to be here more than 1 hour."

Rachel frowned. "Lauren, I get the feeling you don't take this seriously. Being in a socius pactum is a serious thing. We have to be able to count on each and rely on each other. The first part is that we need to be able to summon each other when we need to if one of us is in trouble," she told her. "We don't have to be here long, but we do need to decide on a code word and train a little bit so we can see how our powers interact with each other. Can you do that?"

Lauren nodded. "You know why? Because is not serious. I didn't came here to 'count' on people. If I'm in trouble, I won't call you. I'll call the cardines or 991." She was here to stop a wedding and to met the love of her life. This didn't help in any of that. "That's our code word. 911. My powers don't want to interact with y-" The old man that only she could see started to try to touch Rachel's hair. "D̡̳͔o̹͓̺ ͙̞̩y̱̞̣o̗͓̕u̜̩ ̹w͓a̴͇͖n͔̬̯t̼̪̀ ̬̗̣t͏̹̱e̸̱̩a̛͖̗ ̟͙̀a͟ǹ̩͍d̟̬̀ ͉͙͓c̶̯̲o̰͍̺o͓̖͙k̖̼͝ie̼̟̹s̛̞̩?̰̙̘" He says, but she doubts Rachel would hear anything, except maybe feel a sudden chill. Lauren looked unimpressed.

Rachel was going to snap back at Lauren when a chill suddenly ran over her. She almost felt like something was... touching her hair? But there was nothing there. Rachel took a step to the side to get away from the cold feeling.  "Great, 911 is our code word. That's a good start. But we have to be able to fight together too, Lauren. Can't we just try? What kind of magic are you strongest at? I'm best with abjuration."

Lauren glared at the old man, expecting him to explain to her wich one was abjuration. The old man look at her with his empty eyes, not giving any answer. "Why do we have to fight together?" She had her wrestling days, but she could see the girl in front of her wasn't going to wrestle. She was asking about what kind of magic. What kind. Lauren was supposed to be the magic one. "Do you know wrestling?"

Rachel shrugged. "I... well, there's been a lot going on in the world lately, as I'm sure you've noticed. This whole socius thing is to help us better protect each other, I guess?" she told Lauren. "If something bad happens again, we can team up together to protect each other. I think that's why they're making us do this. But to be able to protect each other we have to make our magic work together," she added. "I don't know wrestling, no. But I'm a fast learner, if that's part of your magic?"

"In what world I would call you for help when I can call Cooper Anderson?"Lauren asks. "Not in this one." Lauren noticed a bit of doubt on Rachel's. "You think?" She thinks that's the real motive of doing this, but she doesn't sounds sure. "If something bad happends: run. Call the police. I'm a writer not a bodyguard." The octopus get out of her bag while slowly approaching Rachel. "No. It's just wrestling. I'm a medium." She was frankly not interesed in Rachel's magic. "Look. Let's do this. I invite you to my party at my dorm this saturday, all hot people coming, and you don't bother me more about this."

Rachel rolled her eyes. "The Cardines aren't always there when you need them. Nor are they usually reliable at all," she told her. Rachel was going to give up. Frankly, Lauren kept fighting her on the training question and it didn't seem all that worth it. But, if there was something Rachel Barbra Berry never did, it was give up. She had a flash of an idea and smirked at her socius. "Fine, how about we decide this way: a coinflip. If I win, you train with me. If you win, we don't train." Of course that wouldn't be an issue. Rachel always had luck on her side.

Lauren is offended, but her voice only sounds slighly angrier than before. "Excuse me, did you said the cardines aren't reliable?" Apart from 'Do you even know about Cooper Anderson', did this girl expected a college student was going to be more reliable? She picks up a coin. "Heads, I'll leave without training. Tails, you leave without a fight." She says, throwing the coin the the air.

Rachel raised a brow. “Yes, I did. I’ve had my fair share of run-ins with them to confidently say that,” she said. Rachel bit her lip at Lauren’s bet. She probably thought she was going to win this without training, but Rachel had a trick up her sleeve. “Sounds like a deal,” she said, watching as Lauren threw the coin in the air. She focused her luck magic just on the little coin. She made it so that the coin fell right on its side. It teetered for a second, looking like it was going to fall one way or another. And then, it stayed straight up, not falling on heads or tails. Rachel looked up at Lauren with a smirk. “Looks like we’re having a fight.”

Lauren reflected on her own words and annoyance. Rachel wasn't completelly off. It was true that everytime she called the cardines, asking for the most handsome one to come, they never brought Cooper. That's the exact definition of not being reliable. Now, this girl said she spend a lot of time with the cardines. That picked her interest. "Are you a criminal? Have you ever been arrested by Cooper Anderson?" She wanted to ask what she had to do to be so lucky. She even regretted the win-win coin situation, noe thst she knew Rachel had information, but when she looked down, the coin was on an almost impossible position. "This can't be...it must be fate." Lauren whispers. This was clearly a sign. A sign, showing her the way to her true love Cooper Anderson. And Alyrical Berry was goibg to be her fairy god mother guide. "Looks like it. You can start." She didn't know anything about magic fights and she figures Rachel was going to be her mentor figure on all this.

Rachel frowned. “No, I’m not a criminal. I’ve just... run into the cardines often,” she said. She was sure Lauren would have been angrier about the outcome of the coin flip, so she was shocked when Lauren told her to go ahead. “Okay, then. Let’s do this. We’ll just do warm-ups so we can see how our magic works together,” she said. She summoned her magic circle and started singing the classic <<Don’t Rain on My Parade>>. She figured a small sound bubble would be the best way to start.

@Rachel Barbra Berry Corcoran 🌟🦁:  1d7+1

Rachel attack Lauren + affinity advantage = (2)+1 = 3

t!8ball Can you show her my magic?

|  My sources say no, Lauren.

@Lauren 13/13:  1d6 -1

Lauren counter against Rachel's attack = (2) -1 = 1

Lauren insist. "Why?" She wasn't going to let this one go. "Wich Cardines? Anyone in particular?" She knew half of the cardines of New York by name already for how many times she called. They also knew her by name. At first she was a little defensive about Rachel. Lauren knew a bit about her when she searched some information to vote. She knew Rachel had a main character story, and Lauren didn't like that. But she was a mere victim of internal misogyny that pit women against each other. They weren't rivals. Rachel was her to teach Lauren, as her own headcanon told her. Now, she could admit. "I never actually properly fought with my magic. Sometimes I had to fight, but..." She shrug. Probably her ways weren't the ways Rachel expected. Ghosts weren't reliable as her fists. Alyrical started singing, and the wave of sound hit Lauren. The noise give her a headache like no sound made by the living ever made her feel. "That hurts!" She complains. "Are you one of those strict abusive teachers that show their cruel methods were actually good in the end?" She deadpan asks. Then she tries to show her powers. She looks at the old man she can only see. "Can you show her my magic?" She asks, empowering the old man. He smiles, but he doesn't do anything else. The rascal probably planned to keep this energy to do whatever other thing he wanted to do. "He says no."

Rachel shook her head. "No, no, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to hurt you! I just thought you'd defend yourself. I'm sorry," she said. "Who says no?" she asked with a frown. "You said you're a medium. How does that work, exactly?" she asked.

Lauren noticed how Rachel tried to dodge the cardine question. "You're trying to dodge the cardine question. Do you work with them? Have you meet Cooper Anderson?" Lauren looked at her bag, trying to find some pills for headache pain. "Do you assume people can defend themselves of sound? Then sound pollution won't be a problem. Duh" She sees the octopus in the ground, poking her with its tentacles. "(Ask more clearly.)" The voice of Reneesme tells her. Another voice only she can hear. Lauren tries again. "I talk with the earthbound spirits. Can you show Rachel who you are and what you want?" She casts again, her magic circle pointing at the letters forming the question.

t!8ball Can you show Rachel who you are and what you want?

|  Don't count on it, Lauren.

/r 1d6 -1 +1 #Attack to Rachel with +1 for familiar

@Lauren 13/13🐙2🎲+2:  

1d6 -1 +1

Attack to Rachel with +1 for familiar = (1) -1 +1 = 1

Rachel frowned. “I... I don’t work with the Cardines. I’ve met Cooper a couple times in class, but that’s it. Why are you so interested?” She asked. “There are ways to defend yoursef from sound attacks, trust me. I can show you once I know what your powers are,” she told her. She watched as Lauren cast her spell and had her magic circle waiting to counterattack, should anything happen. She waited and watched, her head tilting when nothing happened. “Are the spirits supposed to materialize?” She asked.

Lauren knew Rachel was hiding something. Maybe something that would need to be revealed on later chapters of her life. But still, she was impatient. "You said you encountered the Cardines a lot. And that they aren't capable. Where did you met them? You never met Cooper working as one? We're just destinied to be together." She casually mentions. The dead was always bothering her, except when she actually wanted them to do something. "They don't materialize. They act. But they do whatever they want to do. It's like trying to tell children to listen." She looks at the old smiling man. "I don't need you. I can get better. But you can't." She says, taking her phone to record the sound around. She points at Rachel's feet, as his beloved would do."This place is haunted." She informs, and her magic circle shines. The spot where Rachel is cursed now, as it attracts spirits. She can see other spirits aproaching them. Most of them young adults, but the old man gets closer. They aproach where Rachel is. There are 5 of them now. She wouldn't be able to notice anything, but she won't feel safe there.

“Yes, well, a lot of weird stuff has happened in my three years at NYADA. The Cardines interfered. Like every time the doors attacked us, all the Saltus disasters. The Cardines have gotten involved every time. That’s all I meant,” Rachel told Lauren. She watched as Lauren cast her spell. She looked around, trying to see what would happen. All she could feel was an uneasy feeling encroach on her. It was like someone had poured cold water down her back, but so much worse. She activated her shield to try to protect herself. She knew it was the spirits, even if she couldn’t see them. The feeling she bad was still horrible. Hopefully the shield would help./r 1d7+1-1 #counterattack to Lauren

@Rachel Barbra Berry Corcoran 🌟🦁:  

1d7+1-1

counterattack to Lauren = (5)+1-1 = 5

Lauren wonders why Rachel talks as she knows what she's talking about. Is just like when she talks with the spirits. Everyone of them is cryptic and is like they expect her to do all the work of understanding what they mean. She is not for it. "Are you always this non-explicative? Did Cooper got involved?" She didn't really care about anything else. "Now, Can anyone of you show this girl the proof of your existence?" She asks the ghosts.

@|Lauren 13/13🐙2🎲+2:  

1d6 -1

 = (2) -1 = 1

t!8ball Can anyone of you show this girl the proof of your existence?

|  Don't count on it, Lauren.

“Yes, he was involved, I guess? Why are you so interested in Cooper?” Rachel asked, looking around her as the sense of unease grew. “We need to focus on our magic. Cooper and the Cardines don’t matter,” she said, clearing her throat. She was still maintaining her shield, but it was becoming difficult. She could feel herself trembling, goosebumps forming on her arms. She sent out a blast from her shield, hoping it would... stop the spirits? She didn’t even know what she was trying to do, she was just gripped with fear.

@Rachel Barbra Berry Corcoran 🌟🦁:  

1d7+1-2

a real counterattack this time lol = (5)+1-2 = 4

Lauren is really dissapointed in everyone wasting her time asking question that can be solved glancing at her blog for one second. "I told you. We're fated to be together. You are witnessing a story of True Love." She slightly smiles for once. But her expressionless face quickly returns. "I don't care about our anything. I'm here for Cooper. And you are going to be my ally." She informs Rachel. She recieved another wave of noise and pain. "Agh. You still haven't told me how to defend myself of these things." She can't really hold out much longer. "Can anyone shut her up?" She casts, touching her forehead with one hand.

@|Lauren 13/13🐙2🎲+2:  

1d6 -1

It can't fucking be another bad roll ok = (5) -1 = 4

t!8ball Can anyone shut her up?

|  Yes, Lauren.

One of the ghosts puts her hand over Rachel's mouth, and firmly grasp it.Ooc. You cant see it but u can sense it!!

Rachel didn't even know what Lauren was talking about anymore. She could barely concentrate as the sense of dread grew to an almost unbearable level. And then she felt something grasp her mouth. She screamed—or at least tried to. She dropped her shield, unable to maintain it anymore. She stepped forward, trying to get away from the  spirit. She flailed her arms at Lauren, hopefully communicating clearly that she wanted her to call off the spirit.