Private Post ⇒ recluserose, spellbent

[recluserose]

[It was another night in the town of Blackgale, with no moon in sight to set the dark sky aglow amid the blanket of stars. The lack of moonlight, however, was not stopping the local (and only) witch, Amelia Steinbeck, from doing a much needed patrol for this particular night. After all, when a demon from the darkest realm from who knows where comes to ones doorstep with the intention of murder, there's probably others lurking around.

That wasn't going to do, not at all.


Of course, she had to be at school soon for an early morning meeting... But hey, it's high school and she was always on time no matter what, thanks to magic. And thus, Amelia began to wander around in the streets, with a green flame flickering in one hand-- only visible to her, other magic users, and a magnet for more demons.

Come at her bros.]

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[spellbent]

[ That's not it at all, but it's sweet that she's trying. ]

I suppose I'm fortunate to have found you, then.

[recluserose]

Of all the witches and wizards in this world, it just happened to be me.

[Their food and wine comes and she's about to reach for the bottle and stops]

... I think I'll have some water instead.

[spellbent]

Going to make me drink alone tonight?

[ he's teasing, of course, and pours himself a glass ]

[recluserose]

I need to try to exercise some control. Do you want me tilting back and forth again?

[spellbent]

It was slightly entertaining, at least.

[recluserose]

So I'm here for your entertainment?

[spellbent]

Not at all. It was just a nice bonus.

[recluserose]

Well, at least I'm comforted by the fact that you won't ever see me completely drunk.

[Emily comes by with something else-- an envelope which she hands to Amelia. They have a brief exchange and Emily shrugs. After she leaves, Amelia takes a small bite of food although she twirls the blank envelope with one hand]

Well, that was quick.

[spellbent]

... What's that?

[recluserose]

Remember what I said about my teacher and his skill for finding out about things? This has to be from him. Now what it says--

[She opens it up to take out a letter and skims it--]






[AND SHE QUICKLY CRUSHES IT IN A COMEDIC FASHION IN HER FIST. And let's it drop on the table.

But to no avail. Thankfully no one is watching because the sheet of paper is unraveling itself and smoothing over any wrinkles. Amelia sighs.]

It's for you.

[spellbent]

Oh... kay... [ He looks a bit wary as he reaches out and plucks the paper from the table. ]

[recluserose]

["Greetings, Mr. West...!

Amelia digs into her food looking like an annoyed teenager. Which really looks kind of humorous. And she's grumbling angrily to herself.]

NOW you act like a stupid doting father... I'm not FIVE, good god. Did this on purpose, I know it--

[spellbent]

[ Warren just laughs ] He seems nice enough.

[recluserose]

He's not. He just likes making others, mainly me, look bad.

[And on the letter, another sentence or two starts to appear, but Amelia doesn't notice seeing as she's too focused on being irritated. This message seems to be important]

"For your eyes only Mr. West.

Just some friendly advice.

What was given to her cannot be taken in any way."

[And they disappear as quickly as they appeared. Amelia speaks up none the wiser.]

-- But I suppose he doesn't have a problem with you if he's willing to act that silly.

[spellbent]

I-- [ a pause, and he eyes the letter. Well then, that was interesting. ]

I think it's harmless enough, and he seems to approve of you visiting my world.

[recluserose]

Maybe it's a good opportunity to study how magic operates in your world. Do you have any books I could borrow or is some other way to record such information? [She is an intellectual at heart...]

[spellbent]

I have a fairly extensive library, actually. [ just don't ask him where he gets his books ] You're free to take notes if you want, as well.

[recluserose]

[Nodding. She looks serious as usual, but there's a glint in her eye. Nerd side awaken!]

I'd like that very much.

Hm. I don't know what else I could do aside from studying and observing your world's magic...

[spellbent]

I'm sure we could find something to do.

[recluserose]

I'll take your word for it. [About to take another bite of her meal when a shrill, but swift shriek vibrates through the air. The people in the restaurant jump all of them murmuring. Some think it's just an ambulance, but by the chatter and whispers, some are talking about how Blackgale, despite being such a pleasant town, has this bad tendency to have... Creepy moments.

Amelia blinks.]

I believe the gnomes worked.

[spellbent]

That was demon making that noise?

[recluserose]

They must have sent a rather powerful one. Either that or it was simply a case of overkill.

[spellbent]

That fact that we could hear it from here is a little disconcerting.

[recluserose]

The town's used to it even though they don't know what it is.

[She pauses]

Ten years ago there were more of them. They practically terrorized the place, but I was able to root out the problem with some help.

[spellbent]

What was the problem? If I may ask.