The Witch Warrior Chronicles, chapter 2                                    - 4 - "Honey, are you okay?" Raven knew what just happened but she didn?t know what Celine saw. "Yeah, yeah, fine," said Celine, her hand to her head. She felt dizzy and a little sick. The sulphurous smell of that place still lingered in her nostrils. Suddenly the table began to shake and the half-filled cups of coffee grown cold flew in the air, showering their contents over the three women. "Oh, man!" cried Raven, jumping back and looking at her soiled shirt. "This is my favourite one!" Raven rolled her eyes, wishing her hero was there right now - she?d know how to handle this mess. "Probably just kick ass and ask questions later," she muttered. "What?" asked Celine, dabbing cold coffee from her lover?s favourite shirt. "Nothing," said Raven, grinning. "?Amazon Queen? again huh?" Celine smiled knowingly. It was a game they played when faced with a difficult situation. "What would the Amazon Queen do?" Amelia looked at the women now like they were crazy. "What the hell?s going on here?" Ignoring the woman, Raven temporarily forgot about her shirt, concerned for Celine. It wasn?t like they hadn?t seen flying objects before. "Where were you just now?" Raven asked Celine. "I don?t know ? a gray place lots of people, I think but gray, like shadows ? and then I saw a young man, blonde in a yellow shirt ?" "In a yellow shirt? OH MY GOSH, that?s Todd!" Amelia interrupted, excitedly. "It?s the place in your dreams isn?t it?" Celine spoke to Amelia already knowing it was. Amelia felt the chill run up her spine and little bumps rising on her flesh. "Celine, did you ??" began Raven. "What?" asked Celine. "Did you bring anything back with you?" asked Raven, looking warily around the café. "No," said Celine, shaking her head. "I?m sure of it." "Then what was this?" asked Raven, gesturing to the now-still table. "I don?t know," said Celine, troubled. "Spatial displacement, Honey." The women turned to see a very tall, colorfully dressed older woman. "I know you," said Celine. "You were at the tavern that night - the fortune-teller." The woman pointed her unlit cigarette at Celine and winked, snapping her gum. "You got it, Sweetie," she said. Raven sighed, rolling her eyes and feeling her irritation with the newcomer growing by the second. Everything about the woman annoyed her, from the heavily applied make-up to her incessant gum-snapping and clunky costume jewelry which adorned every visible part of her body. Her glaring bright clothing was an assault on Raven?s eyes. Worst of all was the cloying, rose-scented perfume she must have bathed in moments before entering the café. Raven felt a serious headache coming on. "So what?s spatial displacement?" Raven asked, trying to sound civil. "Well," the fortune teller started, "see, what spatial displacement is," she paused to light her cigarette and take a deep drag, exploding into a fit of coughing. She looked at her cigarette as if surprised then shook her head "I really gotta quit these someday." The waitress approached rather quickly. "Excuse me ma?am, this is a no smoking establishment," she whispered apologetically. The woman looked at her for a moment, then took a deeper drag, this time without coughing, and blew the smoke in the waitress?s face. "Yeah, yeah - bring me a bourbon, no rocks, will ya?" she said, squinting through the cloud of smoke. The waitress found Raven?s glare for the woman galvanizing and straightened her shoulders. "We don?t serve alcohol here," she said firmly. "And it is a no smoking establishment." The woman rolled her eyes. "Then just bring me a coffee!" she said, exasperated. Annoyed, Raven took a deep breath. "Will you put that damn thing out?!" Her own nicotine craving was becoming unbearable with the arrival of this woman; she wanted this meeting over with so she could go out and take a couple of calming drags. The fortune teller debated a moment and decided it wasn?t worth arguing about. She chuckled and took one last drag, before dropping the cigarette into Raven?s coffee cup. "Oh you?re going to be fun to work with, I can tell," she said grinning at Raven. Celine put one hand on her nose and her head down so not to show the laugh that she was trying so hard to