Ars Goetia ([personal profile] arsgoetia) wrote2017-10-05 06:17 pm
Entry tags:

[Game 21] Summoning

For some of you, this may be a familiar feeling. For others, it's a new sensation: a tug, a pull, suddenly finding yourself slipping between the cracks and opening your eyes in someplace that was not where you were a few moments ago. It feels like getting tugged into someone's embrace: warm, a little exhilarating.

As for where you find yourselves:

It's a tidy, well-kept garden in the backyard of a small house with yellow trim. The house is a little run down, but immaculately clean and well-kept. It's a sunny day, and there are literally pies cooling on the windowsill.

There is a red-haired boy standing on the rooftop, looking down at everyone with his hands outstretched. One moment, he seems very calm. The next moment, it's sheer panic.

"Oh???"
tenebrat: (Default)

[personal profile] tenebrat 2017-10-06 02:00 am (UTC)(link)
Will we offer them lunch also? I will help you cook.

[ taking human form after a moment, with some concern. ]
psychopompous: (00)

[personal profile] psychopompous 2017-10-06 02:28 am (UTC)(link)
[heaves a sigh]

I suppose it's only reasonable. If Gabriel wants this . . .
tenebrat: (Default)

[personal profile] tenebrat 2017-10-06 02:39 am (UTC)(link)
Is something bad going to happen, do you think?
psychopompous: (00)

[personal profile] psychopompous 2017-10-06 08:30 pm (UTC)(link)
We are always on the precipice of potential danger. It's up to us to ensure it does not, in fact, end poorly.