Well, isn't this a lovely surprise ( Read more... )

The door opens and a young woman comes into the bar, wearing black robes and a tall witches hat. For the young woman in question, the state of dress is pretty normal- just her ordinary, everyday work clothes. They hardly change at all when she steps into the bar. What is not so normal though, is the pale green colour her skin turns as soon as her ( Read more... )

There is a Witch in the Bar.

A Witch, The Wicked Witch of the West, once called Auntie Witch, and before that Sister Saint Aelphaba, and before that Miss Elphaba, and before that simply Elphie.
(And sometimes Fae, and sometimes mother, and probably any number of unkind things behind her back that she'll never know ( Read more... )

There's a--well ( Read more... )

Did she ever come out?
No, not yet. Not quite yet.
Out of her room at least, she did, yes.

And there she is, eating an apple and reading. Elphaba is not entirely certain she likes Marx, but he's certainly interesting.

(Of course, to hear them tell it, it is the surviving sister who is the crazy one. What a Witch. Psychologically warped; possessed by demons. Insane. Not a pretty picture.)

Pretty is as pretty does, and Elphaba's not the sort to bother to behave in any manner other than what suits her at the time.

(She was castrated at birth. She was born ( Read more... )

Contrary to popular belief, Elphaba does other things than read ( Read more... )

Elphaba is quite possibly avoiding Glinda still.

She said they'd talk about--that.

She didn't say she'd make it easy.

The book from Eddie is placed with a note that's brief and to the point--very brief, consisting about of Thank you. -Elphaba and nothing else--on Bar ( Read more... )

Alas! Alack! A man named Liir, not Jack
No common feature has he, no, not one.
For fear, for joy, a most peculair boy
A fugitive, a soldier, Witch's son.

Wo-ho, whoo-we, such things that one may see
A broom that flies and cigarettes unsmoked
A stool, a beer, not much to see right here
But imagine what could happen if he spoke.

[ooc: he's ( Read more... )

Glinda flounces into Milliways in her most favoritest pink ballroom gown. But then she simply makes her way to some far corner of the room to sulk even though she's not entirely sure why she's sulking. Besides her subjects being stupider than she is. Which really seemed unpossible all things considered ( Read more... )