[ Obviously, this plan hinged around Rita being smooth with words, and not blowing up the post office. In this respect, their plan was doomed to failure.
Still she could at least make sure Marisa had her entrance. She opened the door, stepping inside, but not really leaving the door frame. Instead, she looked around the post office... not exactly what she had pictured. And the postman didn't look like some sort of limb-chopping demon to her.
Of course, standing there and looking around while at the entrance was just a reason to give Marisa enough time to get inside. More than enough time, really. And once that time was up, Rita would nod to herself, and move inside. ]
[The Postman's behind the desk, dressed fully in his dark blue uniform, cap and all- has he ever been seen without it?- and shuffling a stack of mail. He's smiling widely, looking directly at her.]
[Nice! Rita made it easy for the invisible witch to get inside without it looking odd. She'll have to tell her that was awesome afterward.
Now that she was inside, Marisa looked the postman over. Wow, he looked really normal. Which, of course, meant he couldn't be normal. So, without lingering any longer, Marisa started making her way past him, giving enough room that she wouldn't accidentally brush against something to give herself away.
She was a thief - a good one. That had never needed magic.
[ Rita moves up to the Postman's desk, her movements aggressive. She reaches into the pocket of her dress... and pulls out a crumpled envelope. She slams it down in front of him. ]
I need this letter delivered.
[ She had prepared it earlier as part of the plan. It was a genuine letter inside, though. In the case this guy could deliver it...
On the front of the envelope, the name "Estellise Sidos Heurassein" was written, the name of a person who didn't live in Mayfield. ]
information: regainsmayfield_modsJuly 21 2011, 09:57:35 UTC
[For three days, Marisa's newfound magic will work perfectly fine. She'll be able to heal anything she touches, mending even the worst of injuries and curing illnesses
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Still she could at least make sure Marisa had her entrance. She opened the door, stepping inside, but not really leaving the door frame. Instead, she looked around the post office... not exactly what she had pictured. And the postman didn't look like some sort of limb-chopping demon to her.
Of course, standing there and looking around while at the entrance was just a reason to give Marisa enough time to get inside. More than enough time, really. And once that time was up, Rita would nod to herself, and move inside. ]
This is the post office, isn't it?
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[The Postman's behind the desk, dressed fully in his dark blue uniform, cap and all- has he ever been seen without it?- and shuffling a stack of mail. He's smiling widely, looking directly at her.]
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Now that she was inside, Marisa looked the postman over. Wow, he looked really normal. Which, of course, meant he couldn't be normal. So, without lingering any longer, Marisa started making her way past him, giving enough room that she wouldn't accidentally brush against something to give herself away.
She was a thief - a good one. That had never needed magic.
Sneak, sneak, sneak.]
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[ Rita moves up to the Postman's desk, her movements aggressive. She reaches into the pocket of her dress... and pulls out a crumpled envelope. She slams it down in front of him. ]
I need this letter delivered.
[ She had prepared it earlier as part of the plan. It was a genuine letter inside, though. In the case this guy could deliver it...
On the front of the envelope, the name "Estellise Sidos Heurassein" was written, the name of a person who didn't live in Mayfield. ]
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Also things that are broken (not people) by Marisa once the healing turns, do they stay broken/destroyed/dead grass or do they fix in the mornings?]
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The broken things will be automatically fixed once she gives back the regains.]
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