There was an army waiting to greet the members of the Magic Reserves today: an army of practice dummies from the salle, standing at perfect attention behind the refreshment table. Crepe paper had been tied around each dummy's waist, with a long streamer left hanging down their sides. More rolls of crepe paper were resting on the refreshment table
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Maybe she should be a bad guy this time?
...A bad guy with cookies.
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Although the dummy might be a little traumatized.
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She sighed. "Oh! And if I'm exposed to this one drug, melange? I can dream-walk into other people's dreams. But my control sucks and it's terrifying, so yeah, I avoid other drugs and too much alcohol because of it."
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Bad guys? Feel free to range about the middle space, waiting for the rescuer(s) to come by. Remember! Only rescuers get to use magic!
Turns end when either the rescuers have successfully gotten their dummies 'home' or the dummy and/or the rescuers have been 'killed.'
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She wasn't smug at all when she said, "That was not difficult."
OK, maybe a little smug.
[If somebody could've interrupted that, let me know and I will re-ping. :D ]
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[I'm leaving work now, will reply when I get home. :) ]
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