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Jake had been really bothered by a handful of students from CCI lately. He sat in his room and flipped through his electronic files, wondering if they weren’t all in a dark partnership of sorts. His computer monitor was frozen for the moment on the file of Lisette Cavalier; she had really been the only one to run from him. Didn’t that in itself assign some type of guilt to her? She obviously knew he wasn’t dangerous, because she ambushed him at Sam’s party and questioned him. Had she been so scared of him, she would have continued to run or she would have asked for help. Maybe she didn’t ask for help, because she didn’t want anyone else to know what she was up to…so, what was she up to?
Dressing all in black, including a black hoodie, Jake filled his pockets with listening devices and headed over to Lalaurie House. He would walk in just as if someone had invited him.
Walking through the common room, Jake raised his hand and called to a few friends and continued on his way; when he got to the girl’s dorms, he raised his hoodie and dropped his head. With almost perfect timing, he saw Lisette leave her room and head down the hallway; he made use of a tall plant in the hallway to hide behind. Where is she going?, he wondered, as he followed her, from a distance.
Jake soon realized Lisette was headed to the Owlry, Oh my God! Does she need a sacrifice for one of her dark rituals?!, he worried, as he quietly ascended the steps. Jake remained in the dark, as he watched her near an open window.
"Naaaanaaaskemphay.", the word…sound, hissed out of Lisette’s mouth as smoothly as the smoke from her cigarette. “What the fuck?!”, Jake gasped, scampering back and upsetting a bowl of water.
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FuckfuckfuckfuckFUCK!, he groaned, inwardly. How could he have been so stupid to have knocked over that water bowl. Well, there was no use in hiding now; she would find him soon. Not like, there were many places to hide up here. Besides, why was he hiding? She was the one doing…whatever she was doing!
“AHA! YOU show yourself, Lisette Cavalier!”, Jake announced, stepping out of the darkness, pointing his finger in self-righteous anger. “What evil spirits were you conjuring up here?”, he demanded. He was equal parts scared shitless and determined to protect the innocent students of CCI.
He dug inside his hoodie for his wand, “I heard you, Lisette! I heard you!”, he threatened, his blond brows knitted, “What sort of demon were you summoning?!”
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“Oh, yes, Lisette, I know it’s you!”, Jake acknowledged, shaking his head, “I followed you up here and it’s a good thing I did!” He made a point to keep his distance, but he circled her and walked to a point where he was in the light, yet he could see, and access the exit door.
When she pulled out her wand, Jake raised his own, “What are you doing, Lisette? I left instructions on my computer where I was going…annnnd…don’t forget that Defense Against the Dark Arts is my best class!” He frowned at her, concentrating on her every move, “It is not ridiculous! What were you going to do to these poor creatures?”, he indicated the owls with the hand not holding the wand, “The darkest magic needs blood sacrifice…doesn’t it?”
“Bullshit! Don’t be clever with me, Lisette! I know what I heard and that was no sigh and no talking to yourself…in any human language!”, Jake looked her in the eyes and repeated "Naaaanaaaskemphay, Voodoo girl! What the fuck is that?! Maybe Ms. Pendragon knows, you think?" Jake would probably be hearing that word in his sleep now; he thought he should know it’s insidious meaning.
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Lisette looked utterly confused. This kid in front of her was a completely different person than the one she'd caught sneaking around her home on New Year's Eve. Then he'd been falling all over himself to get her to show him some of her practices and now he seemed to be scared shitless.
She laughed when he started talking about leaving instructions on his computer. "Have you completely lost it? I was smoking. I haven't touched any of these animals. See for yourself." She spoke the word lumos to light the tip of her wand so she could cast the beam around at the rustling owls. They were starting to wake up, nocturnal animals that they were, and not a single one of them seemed to be harmed.
"Believe me, if I wanted to find an animal to sacrifice, I'd just catch a squirrel in the woods. I would never purposely hurt any of the school's owls, or anyone's familiar. What kind of person do you take me for? We've met once and you've already painted me as a demon summoner? Classy, Jakob." The tip of her wand went out as she recrossed her arms over her chest and narrowed her eyes on him again.
Considering it had taken her weeks to learn that single word, Jake's rendition was a totally butchered version and she laughed softly again. "Listen to yourself, you sound nuts. Do you really think that Pendragon is going to believe that I was doing anything up here? There's not even any proof that I was smoking. What are you going to tell her? That I was talking to myself in a foreign language? I know a few words of French and a couple in Spanish and Italian, but that's about it. I bet she'll really punish me for getting some fresh air." She nodded matter of factly and raised a brow at him, letting him know it was his move.
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Lisette played the innocent victim well, but he wasn’t fooled one bit. She probably used that confused kitten look on her victims in town, when she lured them into the bayou! Note to self: search net for disappearances around New Orleans since Lisette started working at Cavalier Voodo…and find out when she started working at Cavalier Voodoo.
“Just because you were smoking doesn’t mean you weren’t doing anything else!”, Jake accused. Then he gasped and jumped back, raising his wand, as Lisette lit the room with her wand tip. His face flushed a bit when he realized she was just using the lumos command. “Maybe they are all unharmed because I caught you before you could butcher the poor creatures!”, he reasoned.
He listened to her line of reasoning and then recoiled, “A squirrel?!, he grimaced, “So you do sacrifice animals in some sort of dark rituals!” He crossed his arms and demanded of her, “Why shouldn’t I think you summon demons and stuff?” He walked closer to her, but not too close, “Don’t act disappointed in me! You think I want to think these things?” He clenched his fist, “I need to make sure people are safe.”
Jake cocked an eyebrow, “I would think if you wanted fresh air, you’d go outside for it and not up into the owlry! Who sounds nuts now, Lisette?!” Pointing his finger again, he accused, “That was no French or Spanish and you know it! No human language sounds like that! You tell me what you were up to or I will go to Pendragon!” Jake didn’t actually like doing this; at one time he actually thought Lisette was a nice, sweet girl, if a bit solitary. He would hate to be wrong about her…but, the Voodoo stuff and now that hissing, sigh of a word coming from her lips.
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Jake rolled his eyes at Lisette’s statement, “Jeesh, Lisette, even Jack the Ripper had a clean record before he started his killing spree!” He spread his arms wide, “If I knew what you were doing, I wouldn’t have to ask you, would I?”
“Voodoo is dark and scary…”, he stated, “…zombies, voodoo dolls, curses…”, he sighed, “I’m Lutheran and our Pastor never did tell us to go out and butcher a chipmunk for the Lord!” Jake wasn’t a bigot or normally judgmental, being bisexual and a wizard, he knew what it was like to be different; it was just that he had no reference for Voodoo outside of scary movies. When Lisette threatened to summon a demon on him, Jake gripped his wand tightly, “Watch that talk, Lisette. You call a demon and it will end up with your soul!”
Jake listened to her words; she did sound convincing, but a practiced evildoer would. “I don’t know what you can do to convince me!”, he answered honestly, just coming to that realization himself. Suddenly, his mind raced, trying to decide what to do with her. “Yes, yes! I feel the air…but there is still more outside.”
Did she just tell me to go get Ms. Pendragon? Oh, shit! Jake realized that he couldn’t actually go get the Headmistress, because then he’d have to explain why he was in the House Lalaurie Owlry. “Ummmm…No…I’ll tell you what…I’ll let you go this time…but you have to promise to straighten up!”
As a show of faith, Jake put his wand back inside his hoodie, “You can be mad at me all you want, Lisette, but I’m only trying to protect the school”, he rambled, as he petted one of the owls. He cocked his eyes sideways at her and added, “I’m like a hungry wolf, darlin’, when I sink my teeth into somethin’, I don’t let go.”
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“AHA! You’re wrong, Lisette! I’ve read about zombies and bokors and stuff! That is some dark shit, so don’t go looking all stricken!”, Jake replied, defensively.
Lisette’s sarcasm took Jake back a bit and he started to really consider the ramifications of his actions. What would his father say? Daddy had bought him out of trouble before. If Lisette went to Pendragon, would his dad take care of this mess? But, this was protecting the school. Surely they would all see this.
“I am NOT a pretender, smartass!”, Jake growled, pointing his finger, “I’ll have you know that I’ve actually saved three people’s lives before…”, he crossed his arms over his puffed out chest, “…it’s all in the police reports in Dallas!” His pride in his past deeds wavered a bit when Lisette called him a bully; surely she couldn’t seriously think of him as a bully. He was the nicest guy on campus, for goodness sake.
Releasing a heavy sigh, Jake spoke in an even tone, “I’m not a bully, Lisette. If I’ve offended you, I apologize. I always mean well.” He walked towards the exit door and stopped, “I’m going now and I won’t speak about what I've heard, but I know you weren’t speaking any human language. Until I find it’s actually harmful to others, I’ll keep it to myself.”
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