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Who: Misty Day
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Marsiva
When: January 5

[A woman wearing all black lies face up in her bunk, perfectly still, her arms straight out by her sides. It's impossible to tell if she's breathing or not, but surely she must be, right?

Right?

Watch long enough and you'll see her come alive, shooting straight up with a gasp that becomes a heart-wrenching sob. Tears stream down her face and she rocks back and forth. She's saying something over and over, but the only word that can be heard clearly is "No, no, no." This goes on for a long minute before she really seems to realize where she is.

Or rather, where she is not.]

Cordelia?!

[She scrambles out of the bed and stands in the middle of the room, calling out in her thick Louisiana accent.]

Zoe? .... Myrtle?

[She sinks back on to the bed, clutching her head in her hands, her breathing becoming increasingly labored as she tries to fight the panic.]

Shit, shit, shit. Oh God, please, help me. This ain't right at all.

[Not knowing what else to do, she assumes her prior position, closes her eyes, and starts to chant. Those from Earth might recognize it as Latin.]

Spiritu duce, in me est. [Deep breath.] Spiritu... duce. Spiritu - [Another sob and she rolls over on her side and curls into a fetal position.] No, no. I can't... I can't go back there.

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[Still spinning.]

No, no, it's a song. [Big grin.] Fleetwood Mac. You ever heard it?

[She stops twirling and leans in towards the camera again.]

Stevie Nicks is a witch too, you know.

Never heard of it.

[ he's been introduced to a lot of muggle music! though, from what misty is telling him, perhaps fleetwood mac isn't so muggle after all. ]

Is her magic like yours?

Never heard of Fleetwood Mac? [He's as bad as Zoe.] Well I definitely have some things to teach you then. Trust me, Stevie will change your life.

[She smiles and nods.]

She's a white witch too, if that's what you're asking.

I've heard of them... vaguely.

[ sort of. ]

But I'm willing to listen -- and I've never heard of that before, 'white witches.' What's the difference between a white witch and a regular witch?

[That's something at least.]

Well a white witch practices her magic for good, to help people and draws her power from nature and light... black magic is all sorts of unnatural, tied to the darkness.

[A small frown.]

Sometimes you can slip though. Ain't nobody who's purely good or purely evil, I don't think.

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[ . . . huh. ]

We have dark magic -- the dark arts -- in my world.

[ james doesn't sound particularly fond of them, judging from his tone. ]

So I suppose I'd count as a 'white wizard', given that I'm not running about on Voldemort's side -- but we don't really classify anybody that isn't a dark wizard or witch as anything special. They're just wizards and witches.

It's alright... I can tell even from here you ain't a dark wizard. Those people have nasty vibes. Is Voldemort one of them?

He's one of the worst.

[ in history. in... ever, really. ]

More and more people are becoming too afraid to say his name.

[ but james isn't a fan of allowing that amount of fear in his life ]

Shit, that bad?

Pretty bad.

[ he draws in a breath ]

But he'll be defeated. Evil can't outlast good, and all that.

That's good. You always gotta keep faith that good will win in the end, because it will, even if we can't see it from where we're standin'.

Exactly.

[ warmly ]

People like that burn themselves out, eventually.

Yeah, or they simply mess with the wrong damn person. Think they're unstoppable, when they ain't.

[Like Fiona and Marie Laveau.]

It's not only the evil ones who got power, and they don't always seem to understand that. Black magic's just the easier way. At first anyhow.

You think so?

[ black magic being easy anyway. ]

I've never tried it, or had a taste for it.

Not easier maybe. Quicker. You make a deal, you sacrifice something, and you get power. You don't have to work at it as much. But you lose a lot more in the end.

Sacrifice?

[ james' form of magic doesn't require that, but for all he knows, the dark magic might. who knows. ]

Usually you gotta trade a life or your own soul. It's rotten and unnatural and nothing good ever comes of it in the end.

[ g r o s s ]

Not worth it.

{ murmured to himself, unsettled ]

Sure ain't.

[...]

Sorry, for gettin' into all this darkness. It's... hard not to think about, where I'm comin' from.

No need to apologize -- it's good to know, and to share.

[ you never know when people show up that you may not want around ]

Never know who's going to show up, yeah?

[That brings her up short... son of a bitch, that's right, if these Atroma aliens can bring her here, what's to stop them from bringing anyone else from home?]

Listen, this is really important: if a witch ever shows up named Madison Montgomery or Fiona Goode, don't trust 'em. Those bitches are bad news.

[ well, that's -- delightfully firm. ]

What've they done?

Both of them don't care about anyone but themselves and their own power and what it can get them - immortality, fame, I don't know what all. Madison killed me and Fiona's tried to kill all of us at some point. She'd sacrifice her own daughter to get what she wants.

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