Characters: Lisette and Jake
Setting: Evening in the Lalaurie Owlry
Content: Swearing is Possible
Summary: Jake does some spying and finds out some veeeery interesting information on our resident voodoo practitioner.

Lisette had finished her homework for the day and was feeling a need to wind down. Dressed in some comfortable cotton pajama pants and a tank-top, she pulled a hoodie over her head of disheveled black hair and tucked a lighter and cigarettes into her pockets. Grabbing her wand, for safety after hearing what had happened to Meka's owl, she headed up the stairs to the owlry.

She tucked into a corner near a wide open window and pulled the cigarettes and lighter out of her pockets. Tapping out one of the white sticks, she tucked it between her lips and lit it while inhaling, her hand cupped around the flame. Once it was lit, she puffed out a lung full of smoke and sighed softly.

"Naaaanaaaskemphay." It was a long word for something so simple in English. Alone. "Alone and quiet." Except, of course, for the rustling of owl wings above her and the occasional hoot.