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Is that ALL?!

[Hands on hips!!! So much glaring!!!]

What's that supposed to mean?

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blessedarethebookmakers

It's nothing to be ashamed of. I'm sure you do quite well for yourself with your ah-- limited abilities.

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Magica knew in her bones she was being baited - and yet she was still going to fall for it anyway.

She dropped the employee like a hot potato. "Listen, child, I know full well all of our powers and weapons were taken away the moment we arrived in this ridiculous place. So I know you've got no bite to back your bark. What business is it of yours that I'm at least trying to get a functioning wand?"

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mal_contented

"Mal," She said, head tilted slightly to the side as she smirked. "Alright, Lydia, you seem settled in." She grabbed a chair from another table, spun it as she pulled it to it landed with the back of the chair against Lydia's table as she straddled it. "Fill me in."

As if this girl was already part of her crew.

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idiotic_bard

"A nose?" he was so confused. "What is it for?" He considered. "Should we take twenty on a spot check?"

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mal_contented

Mal threw her head back and laughed as she straightened. "Yeah. my powers are gone. So what? I grew up without them, and I certainly don't need them to deal with someone like you, especially as you clearly think functioning without them removes one's bite." She smirked. "But you think I'm a paper tiger?" she asked and spread her arms. "Take your best shot. Been a while since I've had duck for dinner."

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strangeandunusual

"That.... sounds really tricky." Uncertainty is plain on her face as her eyes crinkle at the corners. "But I can imagine it if you have enough power ... Hmm."

She points her wand at her temple and flicks a line from it to his sword hand. "Link, link, link!"

Immediately, he'll be able to see what she imagines, like a mirage or a ghost image over reality: a red thread connecting them, an illusory monster at the end of the alley for practice. It's a giant hulking rattlesnake with bug eyes and dripping fangs, and oddly enough, a mop of matted blond hair.

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cometophobic

The master thief's actions didn't go unnoticed. Ears flicking upright indicating her intrigue, one very innocent and impressionable person spoke up, unaware that this was not something to be addressed openly. Extending an index finger to point at the case of bagels she took a quick glance between the tempting morsels and the man. "We... can just take those?" There wasn't a sign or anything, outside of the tag with the numbers on it and a strange symbol she wasn't familiar with "$". Symbols could mean so many things, and they differed from species to species. It should also be noted that she wasn't used to needing sustenance either. At least not in this manner.

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"That guy," his nose crinkled in disapproval, "Kept going on and on about corruption or something. I told him I didn't have the time to bother with corrupting him and he still practically chased me outside."

Crowley didn't seem to realize that by ignoring the weird older man that he had cheated himself out of a great deal of world knowledge.

"I don't know that it was the future, it was the present to me. What year do you think it is?"

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Magica struggled to resist the urge to beat one idiot with another.

"This world took away our weapons and powers," she hissed, not even bothering to look at Elan. "They should give us everything for free, especially wands!"

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He extended his wings, large and black, just to point at them.

"If you see a man with a pair of these only in white, that will be an angel."

No way that angel would have any more luck concealing his divine nature than Crowley had.

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"Oh well done, looking for a gold star?"

Which was his way of confirming he was indeed a demon and a rather grumpy one at the moment. Though... that was kind of sweet, the way that child the mother had been protecting held out his hands to the pair of his rescuers before being hurried away by his mom. Kids were too innocent for their own good, never knew when they were getting too close to danger.

"We must have been brought in by Hades, not Merlin, don't you think? Some how I don't think either one of us are really cut out to be heroes."

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[Malcolm chuckled and smiled in return.]

Thank you. I would like to think that twenty years of training would pay off in some manner though mostly I prefer the bow then the sword.

[Malcolm looks around and sighs himself]

You at least have someone to go back to it seems. I'm dead where I come from.

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That sound... that horrible grating sound! Worse than nails on a chalk board, worse than the Sound of Music, worse than magic shows... UGH! Crowley reached out and snatched the lute away.

"How does that horrible noise help me fight?!"

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It was an idea, an odd idea but...

"You think some one's starting a collection? Gathering together all of the ear worms of the universe?"

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Magica flushed with embarrassment, but as usual, refused to admit she was wrong. Instead, she crossed her arms and huffed, beak up in the air.

"I'm from another world, same as you, obviously!"

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Malcolm salutes the child with one of his gloved hands with a slight smile pleased with the child's delighted squeal. "A gold star would be a nice change from monster dust," he replies enjoying the snarky back and forth it's a rare treat to get to indulge his real personality around fellow Apprentices. Just because he looks like a Disney prince doesn't mean he is one. "I was dead," he said his tone blunt, "so I would assume Hades would be the one to bring me here given I was in his kingdom before my heart was beating again. Though why he chose me I have no idea."

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Spotted he experienced a moment of inner panic before he realized how gullible this girl was. I mean that question! No one who wasn't extremely gullible would have asked that question.

So naturally he lied!

"Of course, that is what they are there for. Little snacks for the guests."

A pause to see if she bought into that much of the story before he tried to dig into this lie a little deeper.

"You must be new? It surprises everyone at first. Why not take one of those sample baskets over there and meet me outside in the park? We can eat and I will tell you all about this place."

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Malcolm takes a deep breath and takes her image feeding it with his power directing the image to where he can see the monster . He lets his power expand the image and turn it into a solid object in right under the monsters feet. He then grins and calls out to the creature. "Hey ugly come and get me why don't you?"

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Malcolm rolls his eyes and blocks the blade with ease using his own momentum to try and spin his opponent. "Do you think I'm a child," he said with a snarky bite in his voice. "Please I was fighting children younger than you twenty years ago. Give me a challenge."

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blessedarethebookmakers

"Alright but just... watch out for its friends." Because there seem to be a few more lurking in the fringes. He hurries off, but not far, conflict warring in him about leaving a mortal behind to fend for themselves. Shouldn't be be the sacrifice so that they can live? Isn't that rather the point of being an Angel?

Well hopefully he can find someone to assist. But so far everyone seems scattered and he isn't even sure where to look. This place so far has been an absolute disaster.

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That was hurting him. Crowley who had plopped himself into the nearest, and only, chair in the room had noticed Azriaphale wince. What was it humans did when they had a pain? The bath idea had been vetoed but... He stood and made his way over to stand just behind the angel, a hand coming to rest on the sore joint as he tried to work the soreness out of it with a few well placed squeezes. Massage they called it. Another wonderful human invention! They could actually be quite brilliant.

"We should rest here for a few hours, use the time to get cleaned up," he bobbed his head towards a small table that had several leaflets on it and a touch of snark slipped into his word, "Read the brochures."

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cometophobic

The answer wasn't outside the realm of reason, she'd observed the phenomenon of free samples before, never partaken though.

"They must be confident in their abilities to make the offer."

Not knowing what else she could have said to that, and wanting to appear as if she had any knowledge about commerce on the whole. It would be quite strange to other humanoid species if she didn't. She bought it alright, as evidenced by her smile. Still, she didn't immediately reach for one.

"New?" A light chuckle to that. "To this town maybe, but I've been traveling for a while." Said not realizing that main street was about as far as you could go in this dimension. Unable to pass up such an offer though she was loathe to admit it, she would need to know more about the terrain and customs here. Marisol did mildly wonder why he did not grab the basket himself, but sure. She reached over casually and grabbed a basket that still had it's contents steaming in it. They were fresh from the oven and smelled more delicious than they should have. She started to make for the door.

Edited Date: 2019-06-19 08:46 pm (UTC)

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blessedarethebookmakers

"Oh, I beg your pardon." He steps aside good naturedly, but double takes when he sees the demon. Well...he is not...entirely pleased. If only because this lends more credence to the idea that this very well may be a circle of hell which he is certainly not accustomed to.

"I'm sure this..." He gives the corn dog a dubious glance. "Will be right up your alley."

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