Snippet #1386524

-Jostica-

As the woman beside her whispered hurriedly into the phone, Jostica poked her head over the desk. A tall girl stepped forward and started trying to talk the robbers down, or at least mediate the event, though the one she was talking to seemed to just be getting pissed off that she wasn’t face down on the floor.

There was another who kept trying to look over at her. It looked like he knew there was something over there to see, but his eyes kept turning back or skipping over them completely. The spell was doing its job, but it seemed to be agitating the robber; he knew he was over looking something, and couldn’t figure out what or why.

She decided to try something to calm them down. She hadn’t had much practice with this sort of spell, but it shouldn’t be too difficult work.

The room filled with what looked like softly falling, fluffy, glowing, snowflakes. Of course, only she could see it. Well anyone attuned enough to cast magic, or if someone had a similar ability to see energy, could see them as well. Though, if the robbers were using guns then she felt confident that none of them had such ability.

The “snow flakes” drifted slowly about, drifting towards every person in the room. Everyone except her, that is. The glowing motes of magic touched each person on the head and disappeared. With each touch the person became noticeably more drowsy. Soon most of the banks customers and employees were falling asleep; the robbers didn’t seem particularly affected though. They were probably too full of adrenalin to feel it yet.

The magic was wearing thin though; what had started as a blizzard was now just a few flurries, and she was doubting if the spell would prove strong enough to put everyone down. If only she had been good enough to target the only the robbers. If the magic wasn’t wasted on everyone else, including the woman who had been trying to call the cops and now lay snoring peacefully beside her, the robbers would have dropped long ago.

One of the robbers head started to droop, but he startled awake and yelled, “Someone’s trying to get into our heads!”

He fired his gun from the hip, spraying the entire room, and sending the few people still standing to the floor.

The few people that hadn’t fallen asleep were wide awake now, and the robbers looked pissed.

Her plan had failed, but she wasn’t above trying again. She wove a spell together, a relatively complicated one as it needed to involve sound as well as sight. It only took her a moment, illusions were her specialty after all, and sent an image of herself sprinting for the door, complete with panicked whimpers and echoing footsteps.

The robbers all instantly turned towards the illusion and the trigger happy one opened fire.