#kareem.charvitha2

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starter — kareem howard

SETTING: potions & pentacle ; early evening AVAILABILITY: closed starter for CHARVITHA RAAVI | ( @mystvcs )

          Kareem ran a hand over his face as the other held the cupholder for their coffees.   These last few weeks had been draining to say the least, add a corpse to the mix and the witch was feeling unlike himself. And then... he'd found the coin in one of his pockets, so of course, he couldn't help but feel like the witches were next and that he was being targeted as the next victim. He'd kept his discovery as a secret to his loved ones, not wanting to raise any worries or suspicions until he had a concrete answer to his inquiries. Luckily, he had his friend Charvitha to count on and maybe, try and help him finding answers.

“So…” He offered the fellow witch a fading smile. “I’m taking a page off your book and offering some coffee in exchange for your time if you have some to spare?” Placing the holder on the counter, Kareem handed Vitha the one he’d got her and took his own. “I could use your expertise on something.”

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           There’s a mix of feelings that rise in Kareem’s chest upon Vitha’s confirmation that this was, indeed, used for dark magic. It had been a while since the witch last heard of dark magic being practiced within Portum’s borders, although, he knows it’s not something impossible to happen. Portum was small, but not enough for people to know everything others did. Vitha’s question, however, almost steals a laugh from his lips. Off? Hell, things had been completely upside down with him lately.

Still, he doesn’t laugh.

“Yeah, I–” A light shake of his head, and then the coffee cup was back pressed upon Kareem’s lips because he doesn’t want people to worry. “Yes, I’ve been feeling exhausted lately. Feels like… the more I rest, the less alive I feel.” That was, until Kiyan found the coin and Kareem wrapped it in a protective spell in the handkerchief. “My energy levels were on -50 lately it was even affecting my magic. I went to the hospital to check on my vitamins, but everything was okay. It didn’t occur to me that a curse could’ve been involved.” I mean, who would want to curse him? Kareem wasn’t one to step on people’s toes. When Vitha handed him the small tiger, the witch nodded, closing his fingers tightly around it. “Thanks. My mom’s also prepared a protective charm for us at the apartment, but there’s never too much protection, right?” Again, the tall witch let out a sigh. “Do you think you’d be able to trace it back to who made the spell?”

vitha's eyes watch carefully, waiting with baited breath for her confirmation. her sigh of relief hidden in the release of air when she sees it, vitha uses the handkerchief to examine the coin. ❝ they have been used for dark magic and curses in the past. old but effective. something i haven't seen in some time. ❞ brows tug in her "worry", eyes finding the other witch. ❝ has anything been off with you lately? ❞ needing to continue being of use, vitha pulls out a box, looking through it while she listens to kareem. luckily for her, protection was also a specialty of hers. how else would she make sure any looking for her would have trouble doing so? her father taught her well. the little figurine she pulls out, a tiger, looks like nothing — magic hidden in the mundane. ❝ leave this somewhere in your home, any dark items lurking will be lessened. do you mind if i keep the coin? i'd like to see if i can trace where it came from. maybe give you some more answers. ❞ the wrong ones.

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             This little trinket had been the living proof that Kareem was definitely falling behind on his craft. Not knowing how something this old and, apparently, this powerful, worked had caused the witch to question his abilities and his place in the coven. Luckily, he had a friend in Charvitha. Someone who could possibly answer his questions without worrying sick about his well-being, which would probably happen if he’d gone to his mother, Theo, or even Kiyan about it.

Her question had Kareem reaching into his pocket and pulling out a crunched out handkerchief, which, he carefully opened on the counter so that Vitha could see the old coin it was hiding inside. “Kiyan found this in one of my coats the other day.” He stated, letting the witch do as she thought best with it. “Do you know what this might be?” Before jumping to conclusions and telling her his energy was being drained, he needed to make sure it wasn’t just a coin.

charvitha had to admit, this death was kind of working out for her. with the exception of missing bisma, she could easily blame a lot on the unknown as portum was no longer as safe as it seemed. that led to other questions, but the siphoner enjoyed a puzzle. ❝ thanks. ❞ she brings the coffee to her lips, glad for the pick me up while she works. her brows furrow in feigned curiosity, but she has some idea what they might be seeking her out for, glad that he didn't go to another witch for help. ❝ we have been getting a lot of inquiries for protections and such but i have some time. is everything okay? ❞ not completely heartless, some part of the witch feels for the other. portum is their home, after all.