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*Tim strolls in from outside, a rolls of wire in his hands. He was doing something outside, lord knows what. *

Bar, i need a cup of tea, strong please.

*He turns to watch the room, then turns back for his cup of tea. Which isn't there. Tims brow furrows, reaching out mentally, checking... oh. Right. So he waits. And is unsurprised when a letter appears with the tea. He reads it, a smile growing across grim features. With a jaunty whistle, Tim strides over to the message board and posts a note.
"ATTENTION
Rescue mission is a go. Now taking volunteers, security and high powers preferred.
Come see me.
-Tim"
And then he finds his seat and waits.*

((Self Summary:Tim goes Recruiting. Faith will NOT be left out. Naraht is however. Alanna has other duties. Hagrid can't be stopped. Ray isn't invited. Angie is staying behind for wave two. Angelo is refused. Raven is in. Ace is out, with much poutyness. Bernard has much (misplaced) trust in Tim. Roland doesn't like Tim, but he's in. Andres is angsty but not coming. Luke is wave two. Cuthbert is wave one. Cole is out, and Sariel wants to help. Finally, Tom stops in to give advice. Final first wave list: Hagrid, Raph, Tim, Faith, Raven, Roland, Cuthbert))

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Just evil magics?

*Tim frowns at the book.*

Tesseract. It'll be more useful then growth. Simply be bigger inside then out.

"Good magics too, but the more important parts are the evil ones. Can't tell you how many times a book like this one helped the Charmed Ones figure out who was after them."

The Triquetra begins to glow, obviously attempting to do what he says, but not quite being able to make it work. Cole puts a hand on it and chants a phrase, and the glowing subsides.

*Tim touches the book...and all his knowledge of evil magic flows into it.*

The Triquetra glows again, and the book opens, its pages ruffling in the non-existent wind. letters and symbols fly across the pages, too fast for the unmagicked eye to see. The Triquetra begins to blaze, the stream of information almost too fast for it to comprehend.

Cole staggers slightly. The spell he had cast returning to him full-force. He had meant to warp reality only slightly, but the sheer amount of space needed begins to pull more power from him.

When the flow finally ceases, the book snaps shut, almost daring anyone to try to write more.