quicktoanger | Relationships/Appointments

[Willow gathers what she needs for the ritual to un-invite vamps, and heads to the location Harry specified the previous night.

Knock Knock!]

Weird-ass dreams. Richard was apparently duelling Nicodemus, and for the life of me I couldn't figure out what it-

Knock. Knock.

The hell? Oh. Dammit, that'd be the landlord. I think I forgot to pay the-

What time was it?

Knock. Knock.

... Wait. No. Vampires.

Luceti.

Willow.

Oh, Hell's Bells. I dragged myself out of bed, took a swig of last night's coffee- Geeehhh, last night's cold coffee- and pulled some pants on, then answered the door.

"Oh. Uh. Hey. Sorry. I, um. Overslept.

... My shirt had a coffee stain and a tuft of my tangled, desperately-in-need-of-a-cut hair fell into my eyes.

One must cut an impressive figure among their fellows in the magical community.

[Willow, for her part, is dressed for the occasion. Not like that calls for anything fancy, but...

She gives Harry a once-over.] Th-that's okay. Um, should I come back later...?

I followed her gaze down and-

Oh, hell, how had I managed to put my pants on inside-out?

"Um. I."

I blinked.

"Um, it doesn't take too long, right?"

N-no! Not long at all. [Frankly, she's used to this kind of thing; one of her best friends is practically a professional bachelor.

Still, she doesn't want to make him uncomfortable.]

Was it embarrassing? Maybe it would have been once upon a time. But, hell, after being rescued from a busy chicago street, in the rain, stark naked, with a reporter from a tabloid magazine? After impersonating my own half-brother's gay lover so that I wouldn't get arrested for trespassing?

Let's just say I'd developed a tolerance for awkward.

"Yeah, we may as well just get it over with, then. I overslept anyway."

[She grins.] Okay! Don't mind me, then.

[No, seriously, don't mind her as she begins nailing crosses to your walls.]

"Man, I hope the superintendent is an easygoing type."

Was she...

Crosses?

... Wait, crosses worked and pentagrams didn't? Oh, hell's bells, man, that's just not fair.

"Can, uh. I help?"

[She nods.] Sure, if you want. [Holding out a hammer for him, and a couple crosses.]

Wanna put those on either side of the window?

"Oh, uh. Right."

I took the hammer and crosses and began securing them as she'd directed.

"So do you do magic stuff like this a lot?"

... Yep. That was me. With the most subtle recruitment pitch in the world.

[He might notice her hesitate oh so slightly with her own work after his question.

Still, it's not like she's kept it a secret since she got here. ...Not all of it, at least.]

Y-you could say that, yeah. [She's moving onto the garlic now, trying to act casual. Casually avoiding his gaze, yep.] It's sort of...it's sort of what I do, I guess.

I noticed her avoiding my gaze. It was just as well- made it easier to not meet her eyes for too long. I try to avoid that, and the problem with that was that, me being so tall and most women being so short, it's hard to tell that I'm focusing on their nose instead of ogling them.

Conversations while not facing each other were a lot easier, but, well, that wasn't always practical.

"Hmm. I'm kind of a wizard, although apparently I suck at it when dealing with somebody else's vampires."

There was another brief pause, while I put another cross into place.

"I'm working on getting together a group, actually. People who work magic, know about magic, or just want to learn about magic, from various realities."

[And Willow's just getting her spellbook out when he mentions said group. Slowly thumbing through the pages, she looks towards him curiously.]

Sort of...like, a magic club? [Because she went to one of those in college, man. And it was pretty lineface-inducing.]

I read between the lines on that one and picked up a lot of distaste. Natural talent, looking for instruction, often looked for it with the entirely wrong people and were thoroughly disappointed in the results. At least, that was how it often worked for wizards in my world.

But somehow I imagined she'd had something similar.

"Right, except not one run by, y'know. New-agey people who've mistaken their religion for actual supernatural abilities. Or D&D players who take their game a little too seriously."

It's possible I'd had a few encounters with magic groups, "arcane orders," and "secret societies" like that. A chapter of the Ordo Templi whatever, a few Wiccan or Druidic organizations. Actually, several of them had asked me to come speak to their groups or even join. I'd universally refused, despite one of them offering me money in the wake of an incident on the Larry Fowler show.

Sometimes I think I'm too honest for my own good.

"This place has legit magic. I could make a fireball if you want proof."

[Yeah, she's having flashbacks to Wicca Club from college, in spite of more or less knowing that he's talking about something different.

The magic nerd in her is jumping with joy, but the rest of her isn't so keen on throwing caution to the wind.]

Oh, I know there is. Just...this would be more like, um, like a theory thing, right?

A theory thing. Ah. That... didn't sound good.

"Uh... sure. It could be a theory thing in theory."

[......That would be a "no," then.]

Okay...so, what would we be doing, exactly?

[Wow, that? Was a stupid question.]

I mean, were you thinking we'd. I dunno. Have lectures, o-or demonstrations, or...a Spell of the Week? [Also stupid questions, Will.]

"Uh. Little of the first, little of the second. Spell of the week doesn't really work unless there's one teacher specifically, which isn't what I had in mind, but I was kinda thinking we'd... pool our resources. Work on projects together. Discuss the theory, but also see how magic A and magic B interact."

Ahh. So, like Magic Chem Lab. Complete with blowing stuff up?

I guess it sounds...interesting. [But her tone is still pretty non-committal. Just mentally going through all the things that might go wrong...]

"No, no, no. No blowing things up. I tend to avoid that where I can. Safety first, et cetera."

I shrugged.

"Most of the projects I had in mind are fairly minor, anyway. Enchanting items, protective spells on the village, that kind of thing."

Maybe I wouldn't mention the artificial ley line experiment just yet. I didn't want her thinking I was some kind of magically-inclined Doctor Frankenstein or anything.

I see. [Minor, huh? Well, minor is good.]

Well, it...sounds like a potential good time.

"Great. I'll be sure to keep you on the invite list, then, if I get a time and date set up for a first meeting."

Sure...okay. [Hey, it could be fun! And if it got too...too much, it's not like she couldn't just bow out, right?

She almost wants to explain. Almost. It's not like she hadn't come close to telling perfect strangers, in this place. And Harry was a wizard himself, so he should be able to understand, right?

...But no, not yet. There's a difference between discussing your Issues with your closest friends, and acquaintances. Acquaintances from another world, to boot.]

H-hey, so it looks like all I need to do now is the incantation. Won't take long!

"Gotcha."

I stood back and folded my arms, watching with some curiosity. This would be my first time seeing magic from another world in action, I was a little curious.

[Unfortunately, this particular bit of magic isn't very flashy or dramatic. Nor does it...require a whole lot, which makes it more comfortable for her.

Willow holds her book in front of her and begins slowly reading aloud in Latin. When she reaches the final line--"his verbes consensus recissus est"--she closes it and looks back at Harry, a satisfied smile on her face.]

There ya go! One apartment, de-vamped.

Hello! A while back, Mr. Helios told me you were working on a magic club. Are you still taking members for it?

[[OOC: Hope this is okay. I was a derp and completely missed Harry's post about the group.]]

[OOC: It is totally okay! Totally-totally!]

Yeah, sure. It's pretty much open membership, but it's nice to have an idea of who's interested. You a practitioner, or just an interested party?

[[OOC: Awesome!]]

I'm a practitioner.

[And due to the terminology used, Roji jumps to some conclusions.]

You don't happen to use Magic Law, do you?

Uh, we have the seven laws of magic. Judging by the big-M, big-L, I'm guessing it's not quite the same thing?

I don't think so. Magic Law is its own practice entirely. "Practitioner" is what we call someone who uses it. Thinking back on it though, we're definitely not the only "practitioners".

Long story short, sorry for the misunderstanding. I got a little excited.

It's fine. I'd love to hear more about it when you have the time, actually.

I'm up for that! I can bring it up when the club meets, even.

Sounds like a plan. See you there, then!

Great! See you. And thanks again!

I am greatly interested in the club you are organizing.

- HJG

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April 12th in the AM! AAAND Action!

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ME TOO LMAO a month later

Would it annoy you if I REDID THAT RESPONSE BECAUSE I FAIL

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I really need to stop doing this, dammit, but this week kicked my ass.

I shall kick this week's ass for kicking your ass!

THIS IS JUST AN ASSKICKING CHAIN, IS WHAT.

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