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video, un: bambi
[ Margo appears onscreen. She doesn't look well, certainly not like the flawless bombshell that she usually is. There are scrapes and bruises that color her body, one nasty bruise above her eye. Naturally, looking less than perfect has her a bit pissed off, but that isn't the root of her anger. She's been through worse. Hell, she's died. The thing that's pissing her off isn't something that's been added to her, like the bruises and cuts, it's something that's been ripped away. Magic. ]
Look, let's get right down to the nasty bits. I'm a witch. My magic isn't working the way it should, obviously. Basically I'm just wondering if there's anyone else out there whose magic has been given the old prom night fuck and dump. Who can't cast spells properly?
[ Closed mouthed, she runs her tongue over her bottom teeth, looking tense as she waits for answers. ]
Look, let's get right down to the nasty bits. I'm a witch. My magic isn't working the way it should, obviously. Basically I'm just wondering if there's anyone else out there whose magic has been given the old prom night fuck and dump. Who can't cast spells properly?
[ Closed mouthed, she runs her tongue over her bottom teeth, looking tense as she waits for answers. ]
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Maybe whatever is magic here doesn't like other kinds of magic.
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100% pure witch
[ She gives a facial shrug and nods slowly. It's actually an idea she's willing to consider. Earth magic had meshed so well with Fillory's. The same with Pathema. Who was to say that someplace couldn't be different, though? Some stupid, emojis punk of a world that just wanted to go and be different. ]
That's a pretty good theory. This place is pretty different from anywhere else I've been.
[ A sigh passes her lips and she shakes her head. ]
Especially because of the dream crap...
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Then, hesitantly:] What dream crap?
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[ She gives a nod to nowhere in particular. It might as well be a non-answer. Way to be ridiculously vague, Margo. ]
I mean, it's not the first time I've found myself in a weird place, but still... Creepy, y'know?
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[He gestures, vaguely, at the bruises.] Are you okay?
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But uh, do you... I dunno, need a first aid kit? Don't mean to offend, but you're lookin' rough around the edges there.
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I'm fine. Or I would be if this dreamscape wasn't fucking with my magic.
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[ He gestures vaguely above his own eye. ]
... rest of it.
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Yeah.
[ Her hand falls away with a huff. ]
The rest of it.
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And I wasn't joking about the first-aid. No shame in asking for help if you need it.
video; un: fromTV
[He's ready to fight someone about it, if he knew who to fight.]
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[ She sighs almost exasperatedly. This brings her little comfort. ]
If I'm not alone, that means something bigger is happening, and I don't like that.
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[He's been to worlds where the contact between the magical and material planes were thin and that lessened his magic, but it didn't change it.]
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[She pauses, considering, before speaking up again.]
You didn't get those bumps and scrapes from practicing magic, did you? Do you need help getting band aids or anything?
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You might not believe it, but yeah, they did come from practicing magic. Battle magic. It bounced back and hit me in the fucking face.
[ She adds in a small voice. ]
And I can handle bandaids, but thanks.
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[She hissed in sympathy.]
But, all right. I have excess and I...mm. I'm sorry this place is so...strange.
[Twisted even.]
text | un: temeluchus
i haven't tried the large part of them yet. bit fucking tricky to. it's complicated.
but other shit i can do seems the same.
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What can you do, if you don't mind me asking?
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really i'm just fucking glad my strength didn't go anywhere. that shit came in handy with the rain and beasties.
illusions.
[ And that's the safest answer she can manage. She's not home, this isn't her world. Telling people she's a fear demon who tortures people with those illusions will go down about as well as an alcoholic in a brewery. ]
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text;
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[ The phrasing gets a raise of the eyebrows from Margo. This guy reminds her vaguely of Alice and she's only one sentence in. Imagine that. ]
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[ Not that his memory isn't Swiss cheese sometimes, but it's all he's got to go on. The only person he knows who's even close enough to what was done to him is Steve and Steve's not here. ]
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What the hell's a fuck and dump?