With the ritual fully written out in chalk, and the components set, Emily checked through Markus' work one last time. She walked around the table, dark eyes roving over each rune, including the new ones attaching it to her car battery, and Dulce did the same, quietly chirruping a few notes to her witch. Markus' work was notably different from hers, and different from Billy's and Seras' as well.
It just showed Emily how individual the practice of magic was, with every person having their own ticks and tricks. Like a fingerprint. If she looked carefully, she thought she'd be able to identify Markus by his magic one day. Hopefully, it wouldn't be in troubling circumstances. After a round of inspection, the the woman nodded, satisfied.
After letting Dulce jump onto her shoulder and settle herself around the back of her neck, Emily took a step back from the table. Gesturing with one hand, she confirmed in a solemn tone, “Ready.”
It just showed Emily how individual the practice of magic was, with every person having their own ticks and tricks. Like a fingerprint. If she looked carefully, she thought she'd be able to identify Markus by his magic one day. Hopefully, it wouldn't be in troubling circumstances. After a round of inspection, the the woman nodded, satisfied.
After letting Dulce jump onto her shoulder and settle herself around the back of her neck, Emily took a step back from the table. Gesturing with one hand, she confirmed in a solemn tone, “Ready.”