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So, do you carry a bag of candles everywhere or are you just happy to see me?

Scented candles. This one’s chai. 

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Whatcha got in the bag? Travis seems awfully interested in whatever’s in that pocket...

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I never really cared for the winter. I’ve always found something incredibly sad about frozen lakes.

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Excellent, isn’t it? I always forget how good coloring feels until I’ve got a colored pencil in my hand.

This coloring book is much more therapeutic than I thought it was going to be.

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redtracker:

I’m sure you could. Promise I won’t. 

That’s yours? Passed by it a few times. It’s always because of a boy, isn’t it? Or a girl, I don’t judge. -looks over at her thumb- Oh, I see. I don’t know much about magic, but can’t you use a spell to fix it? 

I could, it’d take less than five seconds and I’d be right as rain - even if I never really understood what was right about rain, since it cancels plans more often than aids them....but, nevermind, not my point - I’m trying to make a point. Just because you can do something with magic, doesn’t always mean you should. It’ll heal all on it’s own in time. Using magic just because you can is how you become a Rumplestiltskin or a Regina.

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redtracker:

What happened? 

I, um... you can’t laugh, alright? I can do awful things to you over a single night that feels like seven lifetimes if you laugh. Jus’ remember that.

So I’ve got that lakeside treehouse, right? It’s a really big tree and it’s got this one thick branch near the top that goes out over this one spot in the lake where the ground drops in and I, uh...might have had a boy over and I might have been trying to impress him and so I jumped outta the tree like I’ve done a zillion times all summer and hit the water wrong and fucked up my thumb.

Not my best moment.

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theprincessozma:

I know what you mean. I bet he’s a toot! -tries not to laugh too hard- I had that once with a person. We didn’t even need to speak sometimes, we’d just give each other a look. -grins- You’re magical, huh?! I’m familiar with the concept, never heard it described like that before though. Nice. I’m half-fairy but that’s really weird to say so I usually tell people I’m just fairy because it’s easier to understand. Family trees are kinda complicated where I’m from.

Yeah. Oh…yeah, I should’ve been more specific. She’s still alive. She’s none of those things, just an old best friend who I was unfortunately separated from. Do you ever wonder if old friends think about you? Or even remember you? It’s the worst. Don’t do it. 

Hey, that’s my joke. -laughs- Oh, yeah, I guess I didn’t formally introduce myself, did I? Nimue, Lady of the Lake, High Priestess of Avalon, blah blah, et cetera - you can call me Lynne, though.  I’ve got a...lot of it rolling around in my head and I usually know what I’m doing these days, but sometimes things just...leak out. I’ve never had a familiar before, but why not an owl? Merlin did it for awhile. Girl, family trees are complicated everywhere, but I get you.

No, I can’t say I do, but all my old friends are dead, so, I’m probably not the best person to ask.

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theenchantermerlin:

Y’know, that’s how I feel with this facial hair. 

...The hell is that even supposed to mean? And what is that on your face? What were you thinking? It’s gross. It’s got to go.

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tinsoldiertommy:

An extra five minutes for free? I’m winning big time, huh? Okay, that sounded creepy too. This metaphor isn’t really working anymore, is it?

Nope, and I’m pretty sure you just made it worse and called me a hooker again. How’s that seduction technique working for you?

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You know, you don’t realize how much of your daily life depends on having two working thumbs until one’s off limits.

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You’re just saying that so I’ll give you another five minutes for free.

...Alright, that made me sound like a hooker. Sorry. Definitely not a prostitute.

Damn, I ruined it all, didn’t I? I think you’re too cute to be the parking meter though. That’s the point I was trying to make but I got distracted.

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Well, yeah. I mean, maybe you have extra change on you, but it doesn’t matter, cause you’re shopping and it expires and you get a ticket before you even know and you’ve made me ruin the metaphor.

The… The parking meter that expires!? And I don’t know about it, right? It just expires and I have no extra change?

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He has both legs, one of them’s just...not flesh. You don’t call a girl with fake boobs the girl with no boobs, right? I didn’t! I kissed him the day I gave him my damn phone number. I thought that was pretty loud and clear but all he does is send me fucking pictures of his cats.

Nick and I have been strangely busy lately, okay? That all changes now though. Tommy? The guy with the one leg, right? Maybe he’s just…traditional? I have no idea. You don’t have to wait around for him though, make the first move. Lady power, Lynne! 

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I don’t make anything up. It’s hard to explain, but Travis and I just get each other. We watch TV and I know who he ships. We play Trivial Pursuit and he kicks my ass. He can’t talk, but he talks to me. I don’t think he’s like normal owls - I’ve got a couple of theories, but I’m thinking he’s been a little too close to me for too long and caught some scraps of magic. Like radiation, but in a good way.

Oh, yeah? I never know what to say to things like that...because you don’t know, is it a compliment, an insult, you don’t know the context, that friend could be dead, or could have turned into a bitter enemy or been an ex-lover or any sort of possibilities.

I bet that’s really fun because you get to make up what it’s saying in your head. That’s like when you watch T.V. in Spanish and you translate it yourself and laugh really hard. Thank you! You remind me of someone – an old friend. 

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Well, that’s just illogical. I mean, sure, theoretically, I could probably do it, but can you imagine the chaos that would cause? It’d probably bring the dinosaurs back, or send us into the next Ice Age a little early. You don’t mess with the big days.

I’ll hate on whoever I want to hate. At least Drake Mallard didn’t go on adventures with little boys. He left the children at home, like any sane crime fighter would do.

Well I never know with you honestly. I could see you making halloween happen in the summer. 

Hey don’t hate on Batman!

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Yeah! Too long, if you ask me, but I’ll forgive you. Oh, you know, same old, same old - Faulkner’s a twat, Travis is getting really good at poker....He kissed me on the goddamn forehead, is how I’m doing. Why is this taking so long, Rissa? Is he gay?

Yeah? I think I’d like that. It’s been a while since we’ve hung out, hasn’t it? How are you doing…

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Don’t mock me! Suck gas, evildoer, I am the low ratings that cancel your program! You should tremble, I know where you sleep at night.

Oh yeah, you’re very scary. I’m trembling.