Just hold me close to you

[just_add_souls]

Maka pounds up the stairs of the Gauche to the roof and slams the door open, sending pigeons chirruping and cooing in spirals up to the sky. She races through the cloud of dislodged feathers and slapping wings to leap onto the roof's ledge. For a moment she totters, then steadies, takes a deep breath and screams at the top of her lungs.

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[akablackkitty]

Marshall just gives a sheepish shrug in response to that question and shoves his hands in his pockets. The sad thing is that it's true, but just because Marshall is staring at the CCTV doesn't mean it won't explode and the coffee shop is going to explode again one day if you take into account some strange, unnatural law of Chicago, so it's either avoid it or hope you're really lucky, and, really? They must have amazing coffee there for it to keep being rebuilt.

He makes a worried face. "Thaaat's very, uh... Tales From The Darkside, which, incidentally, is nowhere near as good as The Twilight Zone, even if they both freaked me out in equal amounts..." Marshall shakes his head before he gets off on another tangent. "Yeah... Yeah, I don't know any either. I still, uh, say the journals would probably be a good bet. I mean... If Voldemort was really in Chicago, don't you think he would have done something by now?" He arches an eyebrow. Curious Marshall is curious now! And knowing the amount of crazy people in Chicago, it seems like there ought to be someone who can explain what the hell is up with that thing.