[seal, you are propped up on something just below eye-level to the sorcery genius sitting cross-legged on the cabin floor. sorcery genius has some yellowed, old parchment in one hand, the business end of a pencil in the other, gnawing on the eraser. she looks like a kid stuck on one of those crummy story problems in math
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I'M HERE!
NOW DO STUFF TO ME!!!
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SCREAMS, FLAILING AND FALLING BACKWARD FROM HER POSTURE.]
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Not very graceful, are ya?
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[though that was actually a notch below normal mode...just for you]
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...wait.]
...Who are you, anyway?
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In a quieter tone, please.
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....Oi, you're telling me I never introduced myself?
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[that totally counts as a magic spell, right?]
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her voice is a bit far away:]
I told you to TONE IT DOWN!
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peering into view over her fallen stack of books.]
Are you this obnoxious to everyone, or am I just really lucky?
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Who the hell do you think I am? I'm far from obnoxious!
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Don't tell me you're a sorcerer, too. I don't think any magic institution could handle that.
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What's a sorcerer?
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That pretty much answers that.
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