"Yeah," Lisbeth agrees, and as soon as the word leaves her mouth, a dark shadow lurches out from behind the couch and tears further into the house loudly, cat sounds on full blast.
Somewhat familiar with Sabrina and the cat-thing from a couple different sets of dire fucking circumstances, Lisbeth waits. She brings the knuckle of her thumb to her mouth and worries it with her teeth.
It's only moments later that a white-blond head pops in, and Sabrina says, "Someone call for a witch?" Said witch makes her way into the room, scooping up Salem and finding a chair on which to perch. She glances over at the rigid, frozen Lisbeth, and then at Marcus and Viktor. "Catch me up? Salem says... well. Catch me up?"
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Somewhat familiar with Sabrina and the cat-thing from a couple different sets of dire fucking circumstances, Lisbeth waits. She brings the knuckle of her thumb to her mouth and worries it with her teeth.
It's only moments later that a white-blond head pops in, and Sabrina says, "Someone call for a witch?" Said witch makes her way into the room, scooping up Salem and finding a chair on which to perch. She glances over at the rigid, frozen Lisbeth, and then at Marcus and Viktor. "Catch me up? Salem says... well. Catch me up?"