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[adropofjupiter]

[Phone]

Hey... Has anyone ever NOT opened up a letter they got in the mail? You know the kind I mean...

And, hey, Yuna. Guy. Someone around my age. Take me out to the roller rink? I wanna be a stupid teenager for a while.


[Action - 1125 Taylor]

[Marisa is sitting on her front stoop. She has a bottle of Coke open next to her and she's twirling an envelope between her fingers. There's a school textbook open in her lap, but she's not exactly paying attention to it as she stares off into space. Be neighborly! Step on up and say hi!]

Comments

[wizardoftheweek.livejournal.com]

I'm aware of those otherworldly magicians, but I'm certainly not friendly enough with them to allow them inside.

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

Then it can just be for us~

[wizardoftheweek.livejournal.com]

Mm... Well, I suppose.

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

[Marisa kisses her on the cheek.]

Any better ideas?

[wizardoftheweek.livejournal.com]

-Blushing.- None at all...

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

Then it's settled, ze. We need to decorate!

[wizardoftheweek.livejournal.com]

It's already decorated.

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

Not Remilia-type decorated, but us-type decorated, ze. We can make it all cozy and magician-y~

[wizardoftheweek.livejournal.com]

This seems complicated...

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

Not in the slightest, ze. Come on! Come on!

[Marisa stands up and tugs on Patchouli's hand.]

[wizardoftheweek.livejournal.com]

H-hold it right there! I'm not certain what I wish to do yet!

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

We can think better about that inside rocket. 'Sides, it didn't survive the trip, so I'm feeling kinda nostalgic, ze.

[wizardoftheweek.livejournal.com]

Mm... Fine.

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

[Marisa holds her hand out and her broom flies to it. Unless Patchy stops her, Marisa is going to scoop her girlfriend up in her arms and fly her the whole fifty feet to the rocket.]

[wizardoftheweek.livejournal.com]

-She should really be used to this kind of thing, but she yelps anyways.-

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

Geeze, Patchy. I ain't gonna drop you. Sides, you can fly, so it's not like you'd fall...

[And there. Now on the rocket's roof.]

[wizardoftheweek.livejournal.com]

That's besides the point! Warn me before you scoop me up like some cavalier!

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

Never~

[wizardoftheweek.livejournal.com]

I mean it.

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

But I like being cavalier.

[wizardoftheweek.livejournal.com]

And I like security.

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

I told you I won't drop you. Come on, Patchy... gotta have excitement in your life~

[And she shimmied open a window to the rocket and slipped inside.]

[wizardoftheweek.livejournal.com]

There is only so much excitement I can handle in so short a time. Do remember that I died of radiation poisoning not long ago!

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

[Marisa recoils as if she'd just been slapped across the face. She turns away to look around the interior of the rocket without saying anything.]

[wizardoftheweek.livejournal.com]

-Oh, that...-

I... I'm sorry, I didn't meant to stir up any of that. I'm sorry.