005; In Which Sophie Becomes Quite Frustrated With the Closet

[eldest_hatter]

[This is mainly an action post, but imagine the phone could have been knocked off the hook with all the slamming going on.][Sophie is standing in front of the closet door. She stares at it intensely, her hand already on the doorknob

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[is_an_island]

[guess who's smirking by the corner

trying to be chill and subtle]

[eldest_hatter]

[Guess who's been ignoring him up until now.]

Yes, go ahead and laugh. Doesn't mean I'm giving up.

[is_an_island]

I'm sure talking to yourself is helpful.

[eldest_hatter]

I wasn't talking to myself. I was talking to the door. [She of course says this as if it were common sense.]

[silvestris_mage]

...what's the closet done to you lately?

[eldest_hatter]

It hasn't done anything, but it isn't being particularly helpful wither.

[silvestris_mage]

Well, it seems you've asked nicely. But after all, isn't a closet just a closet, no matter how much you ask it to do something?

[eldest_hatter]

Normally no, but that's how I use my magic. When I say something, I can make it happen.

But, as I said it's being spotty so...this particular spell doesn't seem to work.

[the_wee_big_hag]

[Tiffany is walking through the house, she'd been going to get a drink of water before returning to her dictionary reading.]

Why were you talking to the closet?

[eldest_hatter]

[She lets out a heavy sigh and turns to Tiffany.]

My magic came back, mostly anyway, and I was trying to make a way out of here.

[the_wee_big_hag]

[Tiffany nodds]

Is that how you do magic where you come from?

[eldest_hatter]

Not everyone. It's just how I've always done magic, even before I knew I could.