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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!]

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[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.

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

It's okay. [No, it wasn't.] Not like it matters. [Stop lying, Marisa.] We're fine now. [No, she's not.]

[wizardoftheweek.livejournal.com]

... If you say so.

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

[Gods, she wants a hug.]

How many times does that make it for you?

[wizardoftheweek.livejournal.com]

... Three. All of which have been related to my body being unable to cope with certain conditions...

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

Three...

[Marisa turns around and wraps Patchouli up in her arms.]

What happened with the other two?

[wizardoftheweek.livejournal.com]

I'd rather not talk about it.

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

...

[But Marisa wants to know.]

...

[But this probably isn't the time to push for the info.]

...alright. So, I think we need to change the color of things in here first.

[wizardoftheweek.livejournal.com]

-Patchouli is just... going to give Marisa a nice tight (well, tight as she can, anyways) hug. She didn't like putting the witch in this kind of position... Someday she would talk to her about it.-

Love you...

I actually want to speak to Remilia before I do anything drastic. I built this rocket for her, so I think it's only fair if she has a say in what is done with it. It won't be the final word, but... You understand.

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I do. [Because if they didn't at least consult with Remilia, she'd get all pissed off claiming it was her rocket and blah, blah, blah, blah.]

Just don't go telling her about that idea of mine...