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[adropofjupiter]

[1: Wednesday 8/17 - Action (340 Brady Lane)]

[After escaping Spades, Marisa ran to the first place she could think of where she would be safe, sneaked inside and hid. In a certain magician's room. Under her bed. At least until she calmed down. Sadly, she wasn't hidden quite as well as she thought she was...]




[2: Thursday 8/18 - Phone/Action (1125 Taylor Road)]

[There's a lot of fumbling with the receiver before Marisa finally gets a handle on it.] You know... Some of this milk isn't so bad... This one bottle's kinda like my shrooms. I wonder... I wonder if I'll get those back. Gods I miss them...

Like I miss watching the stars dance in the sky and the... the... trees. Y'know how profound trees are? Such deep rooted knowledge of life and death and the way of balance and the universe. I wonder what the trees would say here with as fucked up as this place is.

[She seems to be talking to someone else now, having dropped the receiver onto the table without hanging up.]

Hey, Patchy... let's go talk to the trees...




[3: Saturday 8/20 - Action (507 Ricardo Street)]

[Fashionable scarf tied around her neck to hide the still-healing bruises from when she'd been strangled earlier in the weel, Marisa decides to go visit Alice and Shiki. Misery loves company and they were all miserable.]

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[wizardoftheweek.livejournal.com]

-And that would be Patchouli, sporfling uncontrollably.-

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

[And this is why witches shouldn't walk backwards when they're high. But Patchy sporfling is pretty damn hilarious so Marisa has a giggle-fit, grinning like the idiot she currently is.

...they're never going to get cake at this rate.]

[sortsbooks.livejournal.com]

[ no cake ever ]

[wizardoftheweek.livejournal.com]

-And yet somehow they end up outside Koa's window. Shouting.-

Koakuma! We have an emergency! There's no cake!

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

We need to hurry with the cake before the fluffy cloud giants decide they want the cake!

[Marisa is also brandishing a bottle of milk.]

[sortsbooks.livejournal.com]

[ alsjkd w-what is this... is in her time of dying not really going to end with her hearing nonsense words? Koakuma moans, moves her head slightly to look over to the window...

... but sod that, SHE'S DYIIIIINNNGG not really and is instead going to curly herself further up on the bed and go into ignore mode. As well as that self-pitying mode. ]

[wizardoftheweek.livejournal.com]

... Do you think she can hear us?

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

I dunno.

[Deep breath]