Michaline sighed when Ethan didn't answer, and went to answer the door. "Rachel!!" She pulled her best friend into a hug. "What are you doing? Ethan and I were about to go apartment shopping, if he would just get his lazy ass out of bed." She offered Rachel to come inside, offering food and drink.
The twins looked at each other as Sven counted off a checklist, and then yelled at them for being too slow. Rivera brushed a hand through her silver hair, and closed her eyes. The spirits surged around her, and finaly she found the one she wanted. Dragons were an extinct race, but Necromancers could reach out to them, and pull them back into this world. The wilderness around them began to stir, as bones collected at Rivera's feet. Within seconds, the massive skelleton of a dragon stood next to her. She smiled as she admired her work. Damien on the other hand, had summoned a pack of recently dead wolves. He prefered smaller, fast moving subject rather than one big strong one. They both looked to Sven. "Shall we?" They asked in unison.