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[puckishly]

A fairy meanders down into the bar, whistling a jaunty and surprisingly carrying tune.

He does not look like someone who has stolen kidnapped successfully negotiated for a baby.

Not even a little bit.

[Summary: Puck apologizes profusely to Ace for not granting her magical powers, but she still feels the need to spout Shakespeare at him. Then

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[nitro_is_ace]

He does, however, look like someone Ace knows.

Erm.

Has met?

Ish?

Yes.

Thus, when she looks up from her reading at the sound of whistling, there's a smile for Puck. Lucky Puck.

[puckishly]

Puck does feel lucky!

But then, he usually does.

He beams back.

[nitro_is_ace]

"What, Lily lettin' you off work? She must be gettin' soft." Ace teases with a grin. "That, or there was some massive chocolate bribin' goin' on."

[puckishly]

Puck essays to look shifty.

This? Is not difficult.

"I am afraid that if I told you one way or the other, I should have to kill you."

[nitro_is_ace]

"You mean you should have to try. I take an awful lot of killin', based on experience. Not worth it, really. Too much time an' energy wasted on little ol' me." It's quite possible she's telling the truth. On the other hand, who says 'yes, I am weak and defenseless'? Seriously?

[puckishly]

He pouts.

"Surely you don't think so poorly of yourself as to consider such things unworthy of my time."

[nitro_is_ace]

"No, of course not, I consider the killin' of me t'be of utmost importance... rather, the non-killin' of me, but it's all the same. But I'm not the fairy with the seemin' homocidal tendencies, am I?" Ace returns cheerfully.

[puckishly]

Puck beams.

"No. I should say not."

Headtilt!

"Though I do recall your being ever-so-slightly more than you seem."

[nitro_is_ace]

"Me? More than I seem?"

There's a considering pause.

"Why, what do I seem? I mean, if I seem t'be a protoplasm that's overstepped it's bounds bein' more than that's hardly difficult, is it?"

[puckishly]

Puck considers.

"Upon first glance, I should say you seem rather like a perfectly ordinary mortal. Insofar as anyone ordinary manages to find themselves here."

[nitro_is_ace]

"Gyah, I might as well be a protoplasm then." Ewww, perfectly ordinary. Not even most people who live on Earth normally are perfectly ordinary. Only the very, very unlucky few.

[puckishly]

He laughs.

"Lucky I gave you a second one, then."

[nitro_is_ace]

"But am I? I mean, if y'd thought I was utterly ordinary, would y'have felt pity for me an' given me some fantastical gift t'make up for the lack?" Ace asks curiously. Hey, you've got to explore the options, after all.

[puckishly]

Puck looks shifty.

"Yes?"

[nitro_is_ace]

"See? Not so lucky f'me then. Terribly unlucky, even. Who knows what sort of nifty things I could do if y'had thought me ordinary?" She might be sulking. Just a bit. Little pout, and all.

[puckishly]

Puck sighs, looking at his feet.

He may kick a dustbunny about.

"I'm terribly sorry."