5th ☆

[adropofjupiter]

[Action - POST OFFICE]

[After weeks of suffering, Marisa was finally going to give back the magic she stole from the Post Office. With Patchouli waiting outside, the weakened witch heads inside.

What a sight she is - pale with dark, dark circles under her eyes, her hair limp, eyes bloodshot and dull. Marisa had lost a lot of weight and it showed with the way her clothes hung loose on her body and there was old dried blood covering her left forearm. She moved slowly as if walking was a struggle, which it was at this point.

The witch was so miserable and she chose Patchouli over the magic. Now she just had to give it back.

When Marisa reached the counter, she used it to support herself, leaning heavily on it. She didn't look at the Postman yet, but at her hands to see if the counter would crack or break like everything else she'd been touching did.]


[ooc: This post is specifically for interaction with the Postman. PM me if you wish to have your character interfere.]

Comments

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

And a bath. I probably smell really bad...

[Attempting to not kill the atmosphere now...]

...but all that sounds heavenly, ze. I, uh, don't know how to get to your house from here, so I guess, lead the way?

[wizardoftheweek.livejournal.com]

I can handle that much, yes.

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

[Marisa stayed close as they walked, just in case her body gave out on her along the way. It was looking more and more like Marisa wouldn't even stay awake long enough to eat once at Patchy's before sleep took her.]

Can I... Can I stay... tonight?

[wizardoftheweek.livejournal.com]

Absolutely. For as long as you need to.

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

I owe Flandre a play day... and a night. Promised as soon as it was safe... Don't tell her I chose you instead...

[wizardoftheweek.livejournal.com]

Don't be silly. She'll understand.

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

She will? But... I'm breaking a promise...

[Oops, Marisa just tripped over her feet and grabbed into Patchy to steady herself.]

Sorry...

[wizardoftheweek.livejournal.com]

-She stumbles a bit, but somehow manages to recover. She may have used flight to cheat a little.-

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

[At least Patchouli can fly.]

...you tell anyone else?

[wizardoftheweek.livejournal.com]

I told Koakuma. Incidentally, you should be nicer to her.

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

I will when she is.

[wizardoftheweek.livejournal.com]

I mean it, Marisa Kirisame. She feels you don't respect her. She's a growing demon, and she doesn't need to have her confidence shattered by your dismissal of her.

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

I don't. She's irritating, easy to defeat and yet still acts like she's got a chance. It's really irritating to hear it over and over about how she's going to stop me, protect you from me as if you aren't capable of it. I get it - cause she's your familiar - but she's right; I don't respect her.

[she sighs]

...but I guess I'm going to have to learn to.

[wizardoftheweek.livejournal.com]

Mm... Do it for me, at least? You're both important to me, and I want you to be able to get along. You're the more mature one, so it will be better if you extend the olive branch first.

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

[It's not often Marisa hears the word mature in reference to herself. She catches Patchouli's eyes.]

I gave up amazing, powerful magic that I'll probably never achieve in my human life-span for you. It'd be silly to deny you this.

...but can you tell her to can it with the 'must protect mistress from the rat' crap?

[wizardoftheweek.livejournal.com]

I'll try.

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

Then I'll do my best to be nice to her.

[yaaaaaaaaaawn]