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[adropofjupiter]

[Action - afternoon POST OFFICE]

[Yes, Marisa had been told by a few people not to go to the post office. Never, ever go to the post office. BUT SHE HAD A PLAN!

Marisa was currently... invisible. Theo had been wonderful, casting the spell on her, and once confirmed, the witch and Rita headed for the post office. The plan was perfect. Rita would head inside, talk to the postman as a distraction, while Marisa used that time (and the open door the other girl provided her) to check out the back area.

It was a scouting mission, really. Marisa didn't have any intention of -taking- anything. So after a quick silence spell on herself (thanks to her recently restored lower magic), they set off to storm the castle. Only it wasn't a castle, but a post office, and less storming and more sneaking.

Yeah, that.]

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[blastiagraphy.livejournal.com]

It's...

[ Rita tries to think of the best way to explain it. But... well, hey.

She concentrates on it... and... I guess she changes into Marisa. ]

It's like this.

...........Did it work?

/slides on in

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[It's been awhile since Marisa set off on her little mission, so Theo's coming by to see what happened.

When he turns the corner, there's two Marisas standing there.]

... The hell?

What, did you pick up a doppleganger at the post office?

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

Woah. It so did!

[She looks up, hat on her head, at Theo as he shows up and grins.]

Nope. Just Rita playing with her new power. [elbows the other Marisa lightly.] Now stop being me, ze.

...we're so going to have to steal Sakuya's knives using that.

[blastiagraphy.livejournal.com]

[ And the other Marisa turns back into Rita.

That was.. different. Definitely worth studying. ]

Who's Sakuya? [ And then she'll glance at Theo. ] And come to think of it, who are you?

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[He looks to Rita. Well that was interesting.] The guy who cast that spell on her. [He cocks a thumb to Marisa, whom he speaks to next.] So you're alive and in one piece. He didn't notice you, I take it. And you found that ridiculous hat.

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

My hat is not ridiculous... It's my hat! [Hands go to it protectively.]

And he's Theo. Theo - Rita. Rita - Theo.

[now that introductions are over, Marisa holds her arm up, where a bandage is, and proceeds to heal herself with her new spell.]

I thought he saw me for a moment, and there's a pre-set magic trap that activated - I think - but we got out. And I swiped us some cool powers.

...shit. I forgot to save one for you. I'm sorry, Theo.

[blastiagraphy.livejournal.com]

He can always have your hat.

[ Rita's not one for introductions, though. So that's as much acknowledgement as Theo's going to get. ]

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

[Same on his end, really.] Yeah, I'll pass.

Well, whatever. I was more curious about anything we could use against the Postman or something. Any clues as to how and where this shit comes from.

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

No one is allowed to have my hat! [said melodramatically as if Rita had suggested she give up an arm.]

Best we managed to get was Westport. You ever heard of it?

[blastiagraphy.livejournal.com]

Yeah, that was all he mentioned. . .

[ Well, that and... that Estelle was in Mayfield. ]

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

Westport? Yeah. I was there last year. They showed it on TV being full of people we all knew living happy drone lives. A road opened up to it, but it was a war-torn wasteland. Some people got stuck there for awhile, too.

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

Did... anyone come from there to here?

[blastiagraphy.livejournal.com]

[ Waits for more info. Hey, it's not like she has anything to add. ]

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

No. Everyone on that side was missing, or dead. But mostly it was empty. Only the hazmat men showed up a few days later, and the Milkman was there leaving usual poisoned deliveries.

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

Huh.

Whoa- wait! Poison? The hell is up with that milk guy?

[blastiagraphy.livejournal.com]

Hm. Somebody warned me about the milk delivered here.

I'm a bit surprised that he'd deliver to a place without anybody living in it.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

I have no idea why he was doing it there. Lure in gullible people?

I don't even know why he still does it here. Everyone is told the first day they get here to not touch that shit, and he still delivers anyway.

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

...no one told me.

[She's looking a little green now.]

[blastiagraphy.livejournal.com]

. . . You haven't been drinking it, have you?

[ Not so much concern in her voice as an "ARE YOU SERIOUS?" tone. ]

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

If you had, you'd be dead and already learned your lesson.

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

No... I normally only have milk once or twice a week. Now I know why there wasn't any in the house...

Guess that thing I live with is good for something other than threatening to stab me.

[blastiagraphy.livejournal.com]

Is that a trend for people we get stuck with?

My "father" [ you can hear the quotes around that one ] is loud, annoying, and stupid.

[sanctusdei.livejournal.com]

I live with three drones and a talking goddamn pony. I don't wanna hear it.

At any rate, milk from the store is safe.

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

Oh, that's Thor. He's a Norse god of thunder from the Outside World. I got him to punch a tree when he was claiming to be all powerful, yadda yadda yadda. It was funny. At least he won't try to murder you in your sleep.

Same with you and your talking pony, Theo.

I think I got the worse deal with the psychopathic alien insect thing.

[blastiagraphy.livejournal.com]

Talking ponies and gods, huh? Hm. Those don't surprise me much.

But what exactly is an alien? Something like a monster?