thatsamilkshake: (crying - 3D)
Francine Peters ([personal profile] thatsamilkshake) wrote2009-11-01 07:24 pm
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The Woods: Sunday Night

What the hell was it with holiday festivals? Francine wasn't pondering that too hard as she ran sobbing away from this one. What brain she had left that wasn't on meltdown was mostly concerned with why and what and there must be something wrong with me.

[OOC: Oh Emo. For the Ears of Rage.]
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[identity profile] bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com 2009-11-02 02:03 am (UTC)(link)
"You think it was something like that?" He didn't do anything! Honest!
thatsamilkshake: (the moon)

[personal profile] thatsamilkshake 2009-11-02 02:12 am (UTC)(link)
Francine hadn't exactly stopped crying; she'd just started trying to ignore it. "Some kind of love spell?" Or maybe not so much love as what happened that other week. "Do you know anything about those?" How to sense them, how to break them, how to punch whoever did it in the nose...

[identity profile] bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com 2009-11-02 02:18 am (UTC)(link)
"I--not as such. I could look in my book!"
thatsamilkshake: (worried)

[personal profile] thatsamilkshake 2009-11-02 02:24 am (UTC)(link)
If it was that, then they needed to do something soon, before things got... thingy. If it wasn't...then they'd be screwing around with magic on Katchoo, and that made Francine twitch just to think about it, even though it would mean something she should stop thinking about now if she wanted not to ruin both of their clothes.

"Maybe," she said at last. "I'd feel better if we asked somebody who already knows about this kind of thing before we go trying stuff on our own."

[identity profile] bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com 2009-11-02 02:25 am (UTC)(link)
"I don't know anyone in the reserve who has practice with---these things," Merlin admitted, reaching up to brush some of her hair back. "Maybe one of the teachers?"
thatsamilkshake: (worried)

[personal profile] thatsamilkshake 2009-11-02 02:32 am (UTC)(link)
Professor Lupin maybe. But that would mean waiting until tomorrow, at least. "I don't--- wait." She thought back to the causeway and a frustrated shop-owner clapping her hands and making tiny gold hearts float down over them all. A frustrated love shop owner.

"Maybe I do after all. Come with me?" She dabbed at her face again and pulled away, pointing down the path towards town.

[identity profile] bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com 2009-11-02 02:35 am (UTC)(link)
"Of course." Like he'd leave her like this, um, ever.
thatsamilkshake: (dubious)

[personal profile] thatsamilkshake 2009-11-02 02:46 am (UTC)(link)
"This way. ...I think."

Gods of all stripes help them if it wasn't and they ended up wandering in the preserve all night.
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