@DestinedRebirth@BlueSalvatore < know still alive. She is skeptical of everyone and everything. Nobody gets passed her...or at least that is the rumor.
@DestinedRebirth@BlueSalvatore < issues. I secluded myself. (I stop myself, no need to bore her. I reach down to the map and point,hoping Sera will agree to help). If all is correct, she is here, in this basement belonging to one of the oldest witches I >
@DestinedRebirth@BlueSalvatore < know she could possibly be in trouble. (Shaking my head, I return my attention to Sera) Do you think you could help?
@DestinedRebirth@BlueSalvatore < discovered that my longtime friend, best friend at that, is lying unconscious somewhere in New Orleans. We need your help to find her and bring her back. (My voice begins to quiver as my tone drops to a low mumble.) I cannot believe I did not >
@DestinedRebirth@BlueSalvatore < before me.)
Hi, I am Bonnie. (Not sure why I felt I should introduce myself, but I did) I take a deep breath and begin to explain why we called her.) Here it goes, Damon, correct any of this, or add to it, if I miss something. We have recently >
@DestinedRebirth@BlueSalvatore < as not to embarrass her, if that even bothers her. I would not know, but nevertheless, I was not going to allow for it. I gasp as Damon starts removing his clothes. I scoff and return my attention to the newly blanket shrouded Sera standing >
@DestinedRebirth@BlueSalvatore < fireplace before hollering at me.) What?! (I suddenly snap from my daze) Oh! Right! (I glare at the urn in the fireplace, and just like that, fire is burning bright in the fireplace and Sera transforms into human form. I turn and look away so >