Witch Mass; Assembly

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Zita floats in the center of the meeting hall on her chain and lock 'broom' awaiting all of the Witchlings. There was something very important that needed to be discussed.

A Toy Witchling stood awkwardly in the meeting hall, scratching the back of her head. Someone advised her to join the Witch Province and meet the Head Witch… so she came.

Zita sat ontop of her desk with a leg crossed over the other, chains dangling and rattling all over her

Tzita: "Why hello there~! I assume you are another cuuuute little witchling here to join me in the Witch Province, hmm~? It's sooo great to be getting more people! What is your name?"

Zita's eye that wasn't covered by her hair gleamed a bit as she gave a warm smile.

The Toy Witchling jumped as Zita started speaking, but smiled back, and gave a small bow out of respect.

Toy Witchling: “I am a Toy Witchling, and I am indeed here to join you, Head Witch~!"

The Toy Witchling blushed an turned her head a bit, scratching her neck nervously.

Toy Witchling: "Umm...well...you see...I don't know much about my abilities...I guess I'm new to all this...I use...or...I'm not even sure if it's a type of magic, but I control… Toys."

The Toy Witchling sighed hopelessly, dropping her hands to her sides.

Toy Witchling: "I don't know that much about myself at all...it's sort of sad...I apologize.."

Zita sighed.

Tzita: "Aw. Get out."

She glared at the Toy Witchling, then busts out laughing.

Tzita: "AHAHAHAHA! Oh, you will learn soon enough. But anyway... Welcome to the Witch Province. The way to bring your power up is to... well.. collect souls! Go on, get acquainted with your surroundings!"

Zita laughed a bit some more.

The Toy Witchling seemed a bit confused, but smiled anyways.

Toy Witchling: "Thank you, Zita-sama... I suppose...I'll go try and find some souls."

The Toy Witchling was still scratching the back of her neck. It seemed it was a habit of hers.

With a sigh, shrug, and smile, the Toy Witchling started to walk away, to find some place… souls might be.

A Shadow Witchling flashed into the Meeting Hall, the shadows rippling around her, coating her with shadows, making her appear as a silhoutte.

The Shadow Witchling let out a silent sigh.

Zita appears, floating down from the ceiling for whatever reason.

Tzita: "Hello, hello, cute little witchling! Another here to join the Witch Province? Provide me with your name, your magic, if you have an animal theme or not aaaaand... Well, that's it. Come on, tell ol' Zita!"

The shadows flew from the Shadow Witchling, randomly attaching themselves to anything, leaving her more visible.

The Shadow Witchling snapped her hand up in quick salute.

Shadow Witchling: "I'm a Shadow Witchling! I use Darkness and Shadow Magic and my animal element is Hounds!”

The Shadow Witchling lowered her hand as she manipulated a small ball of darkness in her hand.

It vanished, and the Shadow Witchling made anohter gesture.

A shadow rose from wherever it was, becoming 3-D and floating, looking identical to its image except for the fact it was a shadow.

The shadow then returned to its place

A demonic-looking dog rose beside the Shadow Witchling, snarling until the Shadow Witchling hit it and told it to behave.

Zita nodded.

Tzita: "Ah, a shadow witchling? Haven't had one of those lately!"

Zita began to laugh before realizing the reason WHY.

Tzita: "... Oh yeah... Because of 'that place...' All witches that have darkness within them are attracted to that place for some reason... As long as you are strong enough not to get sucked in, you will be fine..."

Zita looked away, muttering under her breath "... I hope..."

She turned back to the Shadow Witchling.

Tzita: "So. Is there something you would like to do today, Shadow Witchling~? Or are we done here?"

The Shadow Witchling blinked, hearing every word said.

Shadow Witchling: "To become stronger, one most overcome the greater hurdles placed before them... Show me the way."

Shadow Witchling: "I shall go there, collect souls... and come back in complete control of myself."

The Shadow Witchling stared dead in the eye.

It was not wise to look Zita in the eyes, for her Sealing could do some dangerous things, however... Zita controlled herself from doing anything with it. Her eye that wasn't covered by her hair dimmed as that keyhole pupil began to glow brightly.

Tzita: "Fine... Do what you will if you are that determined... But your fate is sealed."

Zita turned away, now, knowing what happened to the LAST witch who went there...

Tzita: "This dark area is outside of town. You cannot miss it, it is the only place shrouded in nothing but darkness. Everything is outlined in white to determine buildings and landmarks and whatnot... No light can survive there. You see using darkness. You live using darkness... You become darkness..."

Zita paused, then turned back a round with a smile.

Tzita: "Toodles~!"

A Destruction Witchling floated around the meeting hall sitting on a Tome, kicking my legs off the edge of the book.

Destruction Witchling: Heelllooo! Anyone here?!

Zita was lying ontop of her desk, slightly asleep.

Tzita: "Whuh.. Whuzzat? Who dat on mah proportay?"

Her eye opened and she saw someone.

Tzita: "... Muh? Ooooh..."

She immediately woke up and perked up.

Tzita: "Hello there, cute little witchling! I assume you are here to be part of this place, huh~?"

Destruction Witchling: Oh...well yes I guess...

The Destruction Witchling floats closer.

Destruction Witchling: Um...so I guess your the one in charge here?

Zita batted her eye a bit, since it wasn't hidden by her hair.

Tzita: "Yeeep. I am the Head Witch Zita! Who are you and what do you do~?"

The Destruction Witchling smiled a wicked smile as she crossed her legs.

Destruction Witchling: "I'm a Destruction Witchling… I know what you think!!! You think a little girl like me is worthless right?! RIGHT!!??"

The Destruction Witchling's eyes started to water but she would quickly wipe her tears away.

The Destruction Witchling: S...sorry....I guess you were asking my magical powers right?

The Destruction Witchling puffed her cheeks and crossed her arms as she began to ponder.

Destruction Witchling: Well my abilities at the moment are a bit dull.......but I still have my basic spells. Darkness, wind, light....even my own unique power.

The Destruction Witchling smiled, seeing interest in her abilities.

The Destruction Witchling looked happy as she described her power.

The Destruction Witchling would search through her pockets and would pull out a very small object. It looked as if it was a needle. However the object grew larger and it was a spear with a meteor at the head of it.

The Destruction Witchling would then tap the book she was floating on.

Destruction: And this is my Grimoire. It's for note taking, story writing and flying!

Tzita nodded "Uh huh... I see... Ha, no animal theme? Hm. Yet another witch without one of those... But, no matter. What is it you plan to do here, hm, little Destruction Witchling?"

Destruction Witchling: Well I planned on joining for resources… I'm trying to find someone.

The Destruction Witchling looked pissed off.

The topic of reason made the Destruction Witchling burn with anger.

The Destruction Witchling sighed.

Destruction Witchling: Oh… just some bitch… it's nothing.

The Destruction Witchling smiled trying to play it off.

Zita nodded "Well... Alright. If that's what it is, I guess I can't help it~! But yes. I think this is just about done. Welcome to the Witch Province! Have fun here and do your best to collect as many souls as possible so you can become a Witch and teach other witchlings to come, okay~!?"

The Destruction Witchling winked.

Destruction Witchling: Ok!!

The Tome of the Destruction Witchling would turn and she started floating away.

The Tome of the Destruction Witchling then stopped on its path out the door and it turned.

The Destruction Witchling bowed her head and then took her leave.

A different Witchling would meld out of the shadows in her animal form with eyes an eerie glow, and would then shake as if wet, reverting back into regular form...

The trees have told her that this head witch was in need of someone with animalistic skills, and perhaps this Nature Witchling was worthy; anything that involves killing, she was game.

The Weather Witchling would materialize a sphere of white magical energy in her hands to let know that she is here.

Zita floated downward from the darkness of the top of her office... place...

Tzita: "Why hello hello there! Who might you be, cuuute little witchling~?"

Slightly thrown off by the fact that Zita called her cute, the Nature Witchling would slightly raise her eyebrow; it seems that witches are odd as well.

Nature Witchling: “A Nature Witchling... I assume you would be Zita?"

Zita smiled, closing the eye that was visible, not covered by her hair.

Tzita: "Yes, yes I am! The Head Witch of the Witch Province! How can I be of service~!?"

She took the position of lying down in the air, staring at the Nature Witchling with her eye, the keyhole pupil gleaming.

The Nature Witchling: "I figure you would be in need of my skills... the trees told me that you have had problems with finding witches with animalistic magic, as well as weather control right?"

The Nature Witchling would stretch and take a seat, on air.

Zita nodded.

Tzita: "Oh yes, you would be quite the asset-- Wait. Wait a minute... Weather? Only one Witch I knew had weather so long ago... The one who put a curse on that one forest to make it rain eternally... Are you of her lineage?"

Zita perked up, since she hadn't seen anyone from that family line in a long time.