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Dominic Wells

I don't take no for an answer.

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a character in “Forever Charmed”, as played by BoneBrain

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M A L E
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Family Ties
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Creator: eirakitten
Filled Out By: BoneBrain :)

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Before Dominic became a Whitelighter he was a fairly successful entrepreneur who spent a great deal of time funding new businesses and building them from the ground up. Business building was something he understood quite well and so it was a shame to the entrepreneurial world when Dominic was found dead in his home. He had passed away from a brain tumor that had not presented itself in the slightest. And so when the time came to pass on Dom found himself confronted by a group of Elders asking him if he was ready to pass on or if he wished to help a small family through the trials there were sure to endure.

Naturally Dom took the offer to protect the family, their flattery when they said he was innovative and charming enough to help the witches he was to protect. And so they stationed him in a small town and he took a job as a Carpenter. It was a simple job that allowed him to work with his hands and he quite enjoyed the simple life. There he wait until he heard news from the Elders that the family he was supposed to watch for had moved into town. He watched from afar for a while getting to know them and that is where we find Dominic now. Waiting patiently for the right moment to reveal himself to them.

Personality
Dominic even in his previous life was not used to taking no for an answer. He likes results and will do just about anything to get a project done. He's innovative and has a decent head on his shoulders. He does tend to get frustrated easily when things don't go his way but he usually is able to focus enough to fix a problem. He's a major fan of naps and has a small place set aside him his home that is directly in the sunlight and he often will go there for afternoon naps. He's good at working with his hands and on the side he builds furniture and sells it. It makes him a decent amount of pocket money.

Dom is a proud man and if he were to be insulted he probably wouldn't take it all that well. He's used to being the boss and taking orders from someone else is a new concept he isn't overly familiar with. The whole magic concept is rather new to him as well and it took him a week or two to process the idea. Now however the idea of magic is second nature and he is interested to see some actual magic preformed from the girls he gets to watch over. He takes his job seriously and will do anything to ensure the girls are put on the right path.

β€œAll the diversity, all the charm, and all the beauty of life are made up of light and shade.”

Likes
Sunny Days
Beaches
Earl Grey Tea
Success
The colour Gold
Building
Giving Orders
Strawberries
Classical Music
Reading
Dislikes
Waking up Early
Traffic
Being told What to Do
Oranges
Cold
Sad Movies
Blood
Violence
Selfishness
Spiders
Powers
Spell Casting: The ability to cast a spells and perform rituals.
Potion Making: The ability to brew potions.
Scrying: The ability to locate an object or person by use of a crystal and a map.
Orbing: The ability to teleport through the use of orbs.
Hovering: The ability to rise a few feet in the air, with or without orbs.
Glamouring: The ability to change one's appearance to look like another human being.
Healing: The ability to heal physical wounds and different injuries.
Photokinesis: The ability to create and manipulate light and orbs.
Thermokinesis: The ability to mentally control and manipulate heat.
Mind Manipulation: The ability to enter one's mind via telepathic charge connection.
Sensing: The ability to locate and find their charges.
Cloaking: The ability to hide yourself or others from magical detection. Limited to charges.
High Resistance: The power to be resistant to potentially lethal powers.
Reconstitution: The ability to reform the body after it was destroyed.
Regeneration: The ability to instantly heal oneself after being injured.
Immortality: The ability to have an infinite lifespan and an arrested aging process.
Omnilingualism: The ability to understand, speak, and read any language without training in it. Limited to the language of their charges.
Mediumship: The ability to see and commune with spirits of the dead.


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So begins...

Dominic Wells's Story

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Character Portrait: Penelope Santiago Character Portrait: Priscilla Santiago Character Portrait: Lillian Santiago Character Portrait: Dominic Wells Character Portrait: Jordan Barkley Character Portrait: Dillion Thomas

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Penelope sat in the living room, watching TV as she waited for her older sisters to arrive. She hoped Lillian and Priscilla would get there soon. Being in this huge manor by herself does tend to get boring after a while. She also hoped that one of them would be able to get the attic door open when they get here. She wants to peak around up there to see if the Halliwells managed to leave anything. Of course she wouldn't tell her sisters that. She'd have to come up with some sort of lie, which wouldn't be too difficult for her to do.

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"Will you please come over? I'm getting real bored sitting around this house by myself waiting on my snail-like older siblings."

The female proceeded to set her phone down on the table just as she heard a knock on the door. The brunette let out a soft sigh and stood to her feet as she turned the TV off. Who would be here already? she thought to herself as she began to open the door. Penelope had the door cracked open, just enough to keep one side of her body outside and leaned her head against the door. "Hi, how may I help you?" she questioned to the man standing on her doorstep wearing a suit.

Jordan reached into the inside pocket of his suit and took out his badge, showing it to her before placing it back into his suit jacket. "I'm Detective Barkley, I was told to come over to do a routine check of the manor. Since the three women who disappeared from this home in the past, we've been making routine stops because there has been some strange things going on around here," the detective explained. The male cleared his throat a bit before adding, "Mind if I come in?" he questioned.

Penelope nodded her head to his question and allowed him inside. "So, these women. They wouldn't happen to be the Halliwell sisters, would they?" she questioned as she began to follow him through the home. She didn't really seem to understand why they had to do routine checks on an empty house, but who was she to question the police without any proof of the given situation? She would look like a complete idiot. As they circled around into the kitchen, Detective Barkley answered, "Yes, it was the Halliwells. Seems like someone keeps up on their local history," the male responded.

Penelope did nothing more than give a slight nod of her head, just because was a detective, it didn't mean she had to tell him that she was never a local in San Francisco before she moved in just a week ago. "The attic, have you ever been able to get into it?" she questioned. The male glanced over at her and shook his head to her question, "Actually, no one ever has been able to. Not since the Halliwells disappeared," he responded. "Everything seems to look alright, so I guess I should be going. If anything strange comes up, please give me a call," he stated as he handed the young brunette his card.

"Yes Sir," she stated with a nod and took the card before walking him out. "Have a good day, Detective," she said before closing the door behind her. The female sighed as she dropped the card on the stand in the foyer before proceeding into the kitchen to get herself something to drink. That was weird, she thought to herself and reached into the refrigerator for a bottled water.

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Character Portrait: Penelope Santiago Character Portrait: Lillian Santiago Character Portrait: Dominic Wells

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Work had run her over again. Lillian Santiago sat at her wood desk that sat in a small corner of her wedding and event planning store and gazed frustrated at the email of what could only be called the ultimate bridezilla. The woman was demanding that candles somehow needed to float around them during the entire ceremony. Lillian was a bit at a loss and bit her lip in thought. How one earth am I supposed to make that happen!? I'm not magic! .... oh wait... The though made her freeze a little and she looked around almost guilty like and then returned to her email and quickly wrote out a response to the crazed bride about possibly using floating lanterns.

When she was done she looked at the clock and muttered a soft curse. She hated being late, as the oldest sister of the Santiago's Lillian had always tried her best to ensure the well being of her family, but it was a little hard while at the same time attempting to run a business. She slipped onto her heels and straightened her suit jacket and then went about her closing ritual of turning off all the lights and ensuring all doors were locked.

She strolled around back of the store where her little car stood waiting for her and slid into the drivers seat. When she was finally seated she allowed her mind to drift back to the topic of magic. She allowed herself to think longingly for a moment of the amazing weddings she could throw if a little magic was thrown in but that of course was ridiculous and impractical. How on earth could one market magic let alone get others to believe that what she offered was the real deal. She didn't even know if what she had was the real deal. The days that had passed after Penelope had read the incantation had seemed a bit like a blur and she just didn't know what to expect anymore. Normalcy had been tossed right out the window.
Best not dwell on it she thought to herself as she stared the car.

When she reached home she pulled up her car in the street and gathered her papers and purse and walked on into the house. She closed the front door with the stained glass behind her and called out.
"Hello? I'm home! Sorry I'm late! She set down her things on an entry way table and kicked off her shoes. She felt at home here and quickly jumped up the stairs to change into a pair of jeans and a tank top. She wound her hair into a tight pony tale and then made her way back down towards the kitchen. There she saw her sister Penelope, Lillian gave her sister a smile and noted she only held a bottle of water.

"Are you hungry?" She asked. Before even Penelope could answer Lillian was already rooting around for an apron and some ingredients. Mushroom Soup and warm bread seemed to be on the menu. She set down a large pot on the stove and glanced once more at Penelope. "Did you have a good day? Anything interesting happen? She set down her cutting board and then realized she was rather thirsty. Deciding she had earned it Lillian pulled a bottle of Merlot from the wine fridge they had installed in the kitchen and went about pouring herself a glass, she offered some to Penelope as well.






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Dominic Wells was just putting the finishing touches on a cabinet when he heard the foreman call for halt on the days work. Standing and putting the screwdriver into his tool belt Dominic felt a small bead of sweat move down the side of his temple and he brushed away at it absently. The small company Dominic was a worker for was renovating a small set of homes that had been standing way too long to consider inhabitable. Their architect had them taking out all of the old and making the homes sleek and modern.

While Dominic felt it was a shame to see the nice pine floors go he of course did as he was told and worked to earn his keep. He said his farewells to his co-workers and climbed on into his red truck. He drove about ten minutes taking the long way home to pass the old Halliwell house. Every day after work he was sure to drive past it. The Elders had warned him that soon he was to make himself known, but for now he kept watch from afar. He drove by the house slowly noting that Lillian Santiago's little car was up front meaning she was home from work. He wasn't sure about her sisters though. All seemed rather quiet with the house and so he accelerated a little and headed on to his house.

Dominic's home was a small bungalow which was surrounded by old willows that always seemed to dance in the wind. He had a grage which he never parked in as he used if for a wood working area. Currently he was building a nice rocking chair for his next door lady. She was a single mother who had just given birth about a month ago and he thought to give her a present for her nursery.

He planned to get to work on it again after supper, but his thoughts were paused when he noticed a piece of white paper sticking out of his door. He pulled on the paper and found it to be a nice linen texture and he flipped it open. On the center of the page in a nice cursive hand writing was a single word.
Now

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Character Portrait: Penelope Santiago Character Portrait: Priscilla Santiago Character Portrait: Lillian Santiago Character Portrait: Dominic Wells Character Portrait: Dillion Thomas

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Lillian paused in her cooking as Priscilla suddenly was choking, concerned she set down her spoon and rushed over to rub her sisters back. However it did not take long for Priscilla to recover and she eyed Lillian as deciding it was safe to return to the stove she finished up with the soup. "Penelope didn't really say what she had said." Lillian sighed a little and stepped back as Priscilla moved forward to sample some of the soup directly out of the pot.

Lillian was nudged by her younger sister and she playfully smacked her sister on the bum with the ladle she had grabbed to dish out the soup. "It is a work of art, thank you very much." she let Priscilla move out of the way and busied herself with dishing out three bowls for them. She nodded in agreement though as Priscilla reminded Penelope that they had indeed agreed that the attic was out of bounds. "Here here" she muttered through her teeth.

With Dillion gone Penelope fired back to Priscilla that there was nothing really they could do if he did indeed find out but if he did then they most certainly could trust him. She had grabbed her wine and soup and then rushed up the stairs to the comfort of her own bedroom. Lillian lifted a brow at the middle sister and said "Someone's feeling a little touchy today."

She grabbed her own bowl and wine and gave Priscilla a small smile. "I think Love it or List it is on at the moment." Lillian had a special fondness for realty shows, she wasn't exactly sure why but there was something so nice and rewarding about them. She made her was into the entertainment room and got herself settled nicely on the couch. She pulled a blanket up on her lap and held the warm bowl of soup in her hands as she flicked on the TV. She caught a small movement out of the corner of her eye and noticed through the window to the backyard that there was a figure running through their bushes.

Startled she quickly set down her soup spilling some of its hot contents over her fingers. "Shit." She whispered softly as she go to her feet. Rushing to the side of the window she peeked out hoping it was a deer or something. When she realized the figure was most certainly human she called for her sister, a little panic in her voice.






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Dominic had no idea what on earth possessed him to go and check on the house this late in the evening. Sure the note had said Now and he knew it meant he was to introduce himself to the family and become a protector for them but should the girls find him sneaking around in their yard he figured it would most certainly cause the women to have some trust issues with him.

He had merely wanted to check up on them, see up close that they were doing well. From what he had gathered from observing them Penelope was clearly the one who embraced her powers the most where as Lillian and Priscilla both seemed to have sticks up their asses. He sighed a little and wished the women would get their heads out of the clouds and work on embracing and learning their powers already. A week was too long to wait and already he knew threats were sensing a new power had arrived. It was only a matter of time before some lunatic supernatural creature decided to eliminate the Santiago's before they grew too strong.
"Oh fuck me..." he whispered to himself, resigned as he noticed Lillian suddenly rush to the window. Her eyes landed directly on his. Dom remained perfectly still hoping she would go away and he could sneak off.

He could see she was calling for her sister and a million thoughts raced through his head. He could always glamour his look but something made him want the girls to see him in his original body. Dominic was never good at lying and he felt that he just wouldn't be able to continue his story with out messing up somehow. He should be honest. Signing he stepped out of the bushes and held his hands up in a gesture of good will and he moved into the porch light and looked at the window waiting to see what the girls would do.

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Character Portrait: Penelope Santiago Character Portrait: Priscilla Santiago Character Portrait: Lillian Santiago Character Portrait: Dominic Wells

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Just as the youngest Santiago got fully comfortable in her bed, she heard her oldest sister call out to Priscilla. She immediately felt that something was wrong because of the tone she was using, so she immediately climbed out of bed and ran down the stairs to her sisters. "Hey, is everything okay?" she questioned when she noticed Lillian looking out the window.

Penelope made her way towards her and glanced out the window for herself, finding a man standing on the porch. "Who is that?" she questioned in a low mumble, more to herself. For some reason she felt a sense of familiarity from the strange man standing on her porch. She felt that she somehow knew him or seen him before. But nothing seemed to come to mind.

"Should I call the police?" she finally questioned to her sisters. She wasn't sure what was going on because she wasn't around when Lillian saw whatever she saw. Penelope just wanted to make sure she was making the right move before going ahead and doing something as rash as to call the police, especially since she already had a feeling who would take the call. Most likely it would be Detective Barkley. The brunette rolled her eyes at the thought before tucking her stray strands behind her ears.

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Character Portrait: Penelope Santiago Character Portrait: Priscilla Santiago Character Portrait: Lillian Santiago Character Portrait: Dominic Wells

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Priscilla scoffed at Penelope's response while rolling her eyes. "You can't trust everyone these days, sweetheart." She said while watching as Penelope went upstairs. Priscilla shook her head while going over towards Lillian. "Can you please talk some sense into her?" She asked with a smile then fixed herself something to eat and grabbed a glass of wine, as well.

She followed Lillian into the living area with a chuckle. "Girl, I sure hope it is on. Still reeling on my toes from last week." She said while sitting a little distance away from Lillian, seeing that she dropped a little bit of the soup onto her fingers as she cursed under her breath. "Oh, my. Are you alright?" She curiously asked while looking out the window as well.

She caught sight of Penelope coming down the stairs and heard her questions. "Well, there is a gentlemen here." Priscilla continued to look out the window then shrugged her shoulders. "We don't know who it is. If we knew, we'd be at the door and not cautiously watching him out the window." She remarked while looking at Penelope and Lillian. "Why don't we go and see what he wants?" Without even sticking around to hear their answers, she scurried to the front door while sitting her bowl down and opening the door.

"Excuse me, sir but you're kind of trespassing here. I'll give you a head start until I call the police." Priscilla was the fearless one of the set of sisters. She spontaneously did things without thinking about the consequences but somehow, Priscilla felt a little but safer around him and even walked up to him though leaving a little distance between them.

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Character Portrait: Penelope Santiago Character Portrait: Priscilla Santiago Character Portrait: Lillian Santiago Character Portrait: Dominic Wells

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Lillian looked over to her sisters, both of which had joined them in looking out the window. Penelope had asked if they should phone the police and Lillian was certainly ready to dial 911 but Priscilla the brave (Or stupid, Lillian couldn't quite decide at the moment) had decided that it would be best to see what the man wanted. She looked over at the blond man in the beam of their porch light and decided that if he was going to attack them the three of them could handle it. He had his hands in the air and she wondered if he was baiting them.

Priscilla lead the way to the front door and unwilling to miss anything Lillian followed behind. She was clenching her hands nervously and breathing heavily. "Nothing like some strangers in your backyard to end your day. Love it or list it was one you bastard." Lillian muttered under her breath as they rounded the corner of the house and were now in the backyard. Priscilla was calling out the man and Lillian stopped sort as Priscilla continued to move forward. She made a grab for her sister but missed and found herself stressing out.

What one earth was she supposed to do? There was nothing really she felt she could do, she was a wedding planner for god's sake. They should have phoned the police and closed the curtains, what had she been thinking? There was a a cool breeze that moved through the clearing and her hair swept over her face.

The man lowered his hands and he seemed to be smiling at them, creepy asshole She thought to herself. Priscilla was entirely too close to the man, but Lillian could see she was out of arms reach and she carefully moved forward as well. Her bare feel were cold against the grass but she ignored the feeling.
"You need to leave now." She said sternly and she stepped up beside her sister and let her arm brush against Priscilla's. It was a comfort for Lillian.




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Dominic watched as the women scurried away from the window and he heard the unmistakable creak of the front door opening. He was pleased that they hadn't phoned the police on him. As the women came around the side of the building his hands lowered. Priscilla clearly the most confidant of the bunch moved towards him with an impressive gait and when she opened her mouth to tell him off he grinned.
Lillian joined her sister and also told him he was to leave and Dominic nodded in understanding. "My apologies for frightening you... I was noticing a few flaws in your roof... I'm a carpenter." Dominic had indeed noticed the sagging shingles of the old roof and the possibility they had for leakage. "I was just looking for damage on this side, I was going to knock and mention it after I had seen all of the damage." He suddenly realized he hadn't introduced himself and he took a cautious step forward.

"I'm Dominic Wells. I work up at the old North East Village area, my company is doing a lot of refurbishments there." He held out a hand to Priscilla and offered her a charming smile. "I do hope I didn't scare you too much, I got caught up in my thoughts about fixing the roof and completely forgot about manners and trespassing. Can I make it up to you guys in any way or would you rather that I just leave?"

I the dim light of the porch Priscilla looked like a warrior woman to him. Her dark hair was loose in the wind and he couldn't help but admire the fire he saw in her eyes. Lillian looked terrified but he admired her bravery as well.

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Character Portrait: Penelope Santiago Character Portrait: Priscilla Santiago Character Portrait: Lillian Santiago Character Portrait: Dominic Wells

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Penelope couldn't believe that Priscilla opened the door to approach the man. Though when she noticed that Lillian had also followed the middle sister out the house, Penelope followed along behind her. If something were to happen and she had a chance to make sure neither of them got hurt, she would be there if she needed to be. At first Penelope felt considerably brave but the closer she got to the man, the more nervous she slowly began to become.

Finally the brunette stopped in her tracks just as the three of them seemed to be a bit out of arms reach but close enough for the man to make a run for them without a second for them to think about what they were going to do. She reached over to interlace her arm around her oldest sister's, more of a protected, comforting thing she always did. Penelope always did look to Lillian for protection when she was scared or nervous, mainly because she was more like a mother to her than a sister and sometimes that came in handy, like now.

As Penelope stood there in silence allowing her two older sisters to handle the creepy man who seemed to be doing nothing more than smiling at them, she heard the words that were being traded between them. When she heard his reasoning for trespassing onto their property in the middle of the night, that's when the nervous Santiago couldn't help but to say something. She shook her head and spoke up, "So that's your reasoning for creeping around our yard in the middle of the night. Because of a roof that needed to be fixed? Why could this just wait until morning?" the female couldn't believe she actually spoke to the man, who claimed to go by Dominic. But she just couldn't believe anything he was saying. The female glanced over to her sisters and shrugged her shoulders before stating, "Why don't you leave your number or something and we'll get in touch with you if we want work done on the roof?" she added before turning on her heels and stepping back into the home.

Now she didn't fully step away from the door, but she did stay close enough for her to hear her sister's and keep an eye on the creepy trespasser.

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Character Portrait: Penelope Santiago Character Portrait: Priscilla Santiago Character Portrait: Lillian Santiago Character Portrait: Dominic Wells Character Portrait: Dillion Thomas

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Looking at Lillian telling the male that he needed to leave now, she kind of agreed but at least wanted to know the male's reasons for being on their property. Her eyes scanned back towards the male as his mouth parted and he started to speak. His name was Dominic and he was a carpenter and spoke about their roof. Priscilla being herself, turned to see the damage then back towards Dominic with a soft smile. Her eyes went towards Penelope who spoke towards him with honest words. Of course, she was going to agree with her sister before some stranger.

Priscilla rolled her eyes and shook her head, watching as Penelope stepped back into the house and walked away from Lillian, getting even closer to Dominic now. "You know, my sister is right. Maybe giving me your number is the best idea." Priscilla spoke while looking at Dominic clear in the eyes, waiting for him to hand her a card or something.

While she waited, her eyes caught sight of Dillion running back towards the house as he was frantically panting. "Dillion, take a breath." Priscilla said as she waved for Penelope to come and get him and take him inside. Once the transaction was done, Dillion took a few breaths and looked at Penelope, shuddering while stepping away from her.

"The Halliwells. Uhm, they were witches and protected people from evil then I saw something standing outside my window. Not sure what it was but it was indeed there." Dillion said while looking a little bit worried towards Penelope. He didn't want to suspect that Penelope and her sister were witches but he indeed wanted to know so he took the risky moment and went for.

"Penelope, are you guys witches?" He asked while grabbing her hands within his and looking at her in the eyes. "You know you can trust me." Dillion said as he waited patiently for the answer.

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Character Portrait: Penelope Santiago Character Portrait: Priscilla Santiago Character Portrait: Lillian Santiago Character Portrait: Dominic Wells

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Penelope joined her sisters and Dominic could see her holding onto Lillian for what he assumed was mental support. He was sorry to have frightened the youngest of the three and he gave her a sympathetic look. When the youngest finally spoke she called him out on his bullshit and he sighed a little.
"Why don't you leave your number or something and we'll get in touch with you if we want work done on the roof?"
"Again I am very sorry. I realize this was completely wrong of me. I had just gotten caught up in my thoughts and before I had time to realize what I had done you had all caught me." Penelope clearly was done with him and she left her two sisters and went back into the house. Priscilla agreed with her sister and stepped even closer to her and held out her hand asking for a card or a number for them to contact him at. He doubted that they would actually phone him to fix their roof but it was worth a try.

He needed to become a part of their lives. It was the easiest way to guide them as the elders wanted. Perhaps it was not the best time to reveal himself however and he would wait until the Santiago's were more at ease with their powers and who they were. He pulled out his wallet and took out an ivory coloured business card.

Dominic Wells
Homestead Improvements and Carpentry
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He pressed the cardstock into Priscilla's hand and then said "I'll be on my way then. It's best you get that looked at soon. If we have a storm you're likely to start getting leaks. He thought about shaking her hand but decided against it and then after giving Lillian and small nod of farewell he stepped past the sisters and walked away from their yard. Once he was on the road he headed towards his truck and hopped in. When he reached home all he could do was stare at the ceiling as he lay in bed and wonder how to go about this next step.

{Apologies for my absence there... I had a surgery and it took a lot longer than I thought it would to recover enough to sit at a computer and think LOL Hope you guys are doing awesomely!}

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Character Portrait: Penelope Santiago Character Portrait: Priscilla Santiago Character Portrait: Lillian Santiago Character Portrait: Dominic Wells

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Dillion really couldn't believe what he was hearing. He ran his hand over his face while looking at Penelope as she told him to describe the thing that he had saw earlier. How could he exactly explain what he had saw? Instead, he created a diversion to think about what to say.

"You guys are witches?" He questioned happily while laughing and turning around then quickly turned back around towards Penelope. "That is so cool. I have so many questions to ask you guys. I've been study witches for years and now as I live and breath, I have three right here before me." Dillion was oddly excited as after all the research he has done on witches, he can finally get a few answers from Penelope, at least.

Dillion knew that Penelope really wanted to know whatever he saw looked like as he sighed and shrugged his shoulders. "Well, I really can't explain it but it looked like... It looked like..." Next thing he knew something or someone was standing behind Penelope as they had yellowish eyes in the dark that seemed to be glowing and the body of a rottweiler dog. But when they stepped into the light, their eyes went completely to a human state, brown in color and their body and appearance was now of a human.

"You saw me." The male said while looking at Dillion then bounced his eyes towards Penelope. "Ah, the youngest Santiago sister." Dillion snapped his fingers while pointing towards the male then looked at Penelope. "He's a shape shifter!" He was so excited that he had figured it out but then muttered so only Penelope could heard him. "But you probably already knew that." He stifled a laugh while waiting to see what was going to transpire.




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Priscilla took the male's card with a smile as she read it and showed it to Lillian, as well. "I'll be sure to call you, Dominic right before the storm." She winked and giggled while looking at Lillian, who was probably not as amused with her actions as she was herself. As Dominic got back in his truck and drove off, she turned to Lillian. "Come on, girl. Our show is on and soup is probably getting cold." She said while turning heel and linking her arm with Lillian's.

Upon entering the house, she turned towards Lillian and asked a question. "Don't you think that Dominic had a cute butt, as well." She snickered then turned towards the display before her, letting out a slight shriek. "What the holy hell?" Priscilla said while going over there towards Penelope and Dillion and standing in front of them.

"Who are you? What do you want?" She asked. Even though she was bold and brave, her voice was shakily in this moment. The male smirked at Priscilla then looked at Lillian. "You girls know what I want. I want the book. Is it still in the attic?" The male went towards the stairs but Priscilla was able to grab him but she was also having a premonition.

Her premonition saw Penelope laying lifeless on the ground before herself, Dillion and Lillian as the male was going up the stairs. She came out of her premonition with a shudder then turned towards Penelope with a worried look in her eyes. The male backed down for a moment as he looked towards the sisters. "This isn't over. I'll be back." The male left as she wandered over towards Penelope and Dillion. "Are you guys alright?" Dillion nodded his head then fainted.

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Character Portrait: Penelope Santiago Character Portrait: Priscilla Santiago Character Portrait: Lillian Santiago Character Portrait: Dominic Wells Character Portrait: Dillion Thomas

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Lillian watched the man leave, she still had an unease feeling in her stomach but it was soon forgotten when Dillion could be seen running towards the house. Priscilla took the time to mention that their intruder had indeed been rather handsome and his rear had some redeeming quality's. However Dillion drew her attention away from lustful thoughts, he seemed rather excited about something and so Lillian rushed forward to catch him speaking about seeing something outside his window and then suddenly asking if the women were witches.

Caught off guard she said nothing and listened as Penelope confirmed Dillion's suspicions. There was just too much going on for hger to feel like she could take part. Her lips remained pressed together as Penelope warned Dillion he could not share their secret with anyone and then she proceeded to ask what he had seen outside his window. Also curious about that Lillian took a step forward.

Then seemingly out of nowhere a shifter seemed to appear. Lillian felt her back straighten and every hair on her body stand on end as Priscilla confronted the man. She had grabbed the man and from the way Priscilla seemed off in the distance Lillian knew her younger sister was having a premonition. The touch seemed to sway the man from venturing any further and he warned them all that he would return.

Priscilla was asking if they were all alright and Lillian was nodding to herself as Dillion keeled over. Lillian let out a small squeak of surprise as he body hit the floor. Penelope however seemed to be taking the whole ordeal rather splendidly and using her powers she took Dillion to the couch and laid him there. Penelope asked for a towel and finally realizing she could be a little useful she ran to the kitchen and retrieved a glass of water and a cool damp cloth. She returned with them and let Penelope care for Dillion.

Lillian went to sit on a chair across from the sofa and sank into the welcoming pillows. "Well this has certainly been eventful." She finally said. "What on earth are we going to do?"