Magrat Garlick, Discworld

[wethen]

((I'm taking Magrat from the very end of Witches Abroad, mostly because that's my favorite of the Witch books and because it has KUNG FU MAGRAT woo-cha!. Sooo... yep. Magrat before she marries Verence and all that. Feel free to recognize her as the queen of Lancre, she'll just be very confused!))A worried-looking young woman with wild, frizzy hair

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[fine_eyes_lizzy]

*curtsies* Hello. I am Miss Elizabeth Bennet.

Pray tell me, is there anything special about the jewelry? It looks rather... different.

[wethen]

Oh! Um. Hello, Miss Bennet. *tries to mimic her curtsy, and comes up with something that's more like a slightly embarrassed half-bob*

It's all stuff that I ordered from Ankh-Morpork. It said on the package that the jewelry enhances your cosmic receptiveness to the universe and other mystical things, but... *gives the jewelry pile a look and sighs* to be honest, it mostly gets tangled up in things. Would you like some?

[fine_eyes_lizzy]

*a bit blankly* Enhances your cosmic receptiveness to the universe. *blinks, then a bit archly* Well. I have heard of a functional brooch or two, but that quite eclipses my previous familiarity with the uses of a bangle.

Have you anything in yellow? I have a particular partiality for said color, though I am also very fond of blue.

[wethen]

*rifles through the pile* ... Most of it's just silvery, I'm afraid. There's a pendant with sort of yellowy stones in the middle, if that helps any. And there's some bangles with blue squiggles all along the sides.

[whosneverbeen]

What's a cosmic harmony death kick?

[wethen]

*Perks up!* It's part of the self-defense lessons. You sort of twist around, aim up, and kick your opponent in the side of the head while keeping your mind serene and peaceful. Oh! And it helps to shout "HAI" while you're kicking.

[themountie]

Indeed, I've... heard of ghosts doing many things, but as far as I know they have yet to, er... pinch anyone. Unless there's something I don't know about going on, in which case I think I would really prefer not to.

[wethen]

*Starts blushing again!* I hope there isn't... I've met a few ghosts, but the most I've ever seen one do is pick up a dagger. Even then he only managed it for a few minutes.

[themountie]

*looks surprised* Really? *turns his head, glancing around the room, then turns back to Magrat, curious* A real dagger, you mean?

[wethen]

Um... yes? It was the one he'd been killed with. He dropped it soon after, though.

[carri3_whit3]

Hi. *waves*

I think I would like that blue amulet there, if that's okay.

((That's actually a Turkish evil eye amulet, but feel free to have Magrat give Carrie any Discian tall tale about it you care to make up. :D))

[wethen]

Of course! That's the Mystic Eyeball of Ab-Fabburoth. It's supposed to keep your inner eye open to the cosmic one-ness of everything, and it stops your feet from breaking out in hives. *sounds less and less certain as she describes the amulet, as if she's wondering how in hell a piece of metal can have any effect on your feet*

[carri3_whit3]

I'd settle f'r somethin' t'help me keep my two outer eyes open. *smiles shyly* Hufflepuff okay f'r my vote?

Y'know, fairy godmotherin', that ain't nearly as easy as it sounds. Tricky business.

[wethen]

That's the best anyone can hope for, really.

I know! Especially when you can't make the bloody wand do anything but turn everything into stupid bloody pumpkins, even when you keep practicing with it every day and you didn't get any instructions at all, just a note and a map that's gone all runny, and-- *realizes she's been ranting, and abruptly clams up* Um. Sorry. *shy grin* Hufflepuff would be fine, I think.

[polite_sinner]

If it's not too forward of me, I just wanted to say that I like your answer to the Slytherin question. I only wish more people would appreciate food for its nutritional value.

[wethen]

Oh, thank you! *brightens up* Hardly anyone ever thinks about how their food could affect their digestive systems.

[polite_sinner]

That's very true! I only wish my companions shared your viewpoint.

Ah, I'm sorry, I've forgotten to introduce myself. How rude of me! My name is Hakkai Cho, but please feel free to call me Hakkai. May I ask your name, miss?

[wethen]

I know! Whenever I try to explain what sort of things are happening to their intestines, they always get funny looks on their faces and remember something that they had to do on the other side of the village. It's very strange.

Hakkai? That's an interesting name. I'm Magrat Garlick.