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[adropofjupiter]

[Phone]

[Marisa's not exactly sounding like herself today. In fact, she sounds a little freaked out though her voice is quiet.]

Um... What, uh... What happens when... ah. What happens when drones, um.... die?


[1125 Taylor (action)]

[Anyone passing by 1125 Taylor might notice the front door is half open and there sun reflects off of something thick and red dripping slowly down it.

[OOC WARNING: Marisa is now suffering the Postman's Curse for breaking into the post office. Any characters coming to 1125 Taylor may be subjected to bodily injury should they have physical contact with Marisa. PM me for more details if needed.]

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[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

[One wide-eyed witch for a bit and then she uses that healing magic, it's bright yellow light and amazing power healing the maid so she doesn't have a scratch on her.

Give it up? Give THIS magic up?]

No... no... I earned it, damnit. I'll... I'll find a way!

[perfectandelegant]

In that case, there's nothing more I can do, other than warn everyone to keep away from you. Because at the rate you're going, you're going to kill someone. Someone real.

[And she dusts her hands off. She's done here. And she has the hard job of telling one little vampire that she can't play with her witch friend right now.]

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

I just... need to not touch anyone until I find a way around this. There has to be something. Rita's not hurting anyone and she got magic from there too. We split it.

[perfectandelegant]

...stop deluding yourself, Miss Witch.

[And she's out the door.]