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entranceway2018-04-17 04:07 pm
talesuntold) wrote in entranceway2018-04-17 04:07 pm
04 | Video
Good afternoon, my darlings.
That last event was a rough one for a lot of people, and I know some of us are also bracing for what comes next. I'll be in the kitchen for the next four hours, and I'll take requests the whole time I'm there. I think we could all use a little comfort food, or some distraction.
Requests don't necessarily have to be culinary in nature. I'd be delighted to improvise a poem or tell you a story. An off-the-cuff Scheherazade, with bonus cookies.
Come keep me company for awhile.
[Of course, certain people don't have a choice in the matter. She has conchas baking for Seth, cookies for Wirt, all her teammates' favorites, and so on. Friends and acquaintances who fail to show up may well find Maggie at their doors afterward with a plate in hand.
Even a few people who might not expect it, if she's ever had reason to worry about them.
Maggie is going to start climbing the walls if she doesn't find meaningful ways to fill up her days here. This takes care of one day.]
That last event was a rough one for a lot of people, and I know some of us are also bracing for what comes next. I'll be in the kitchen for the next four hours, and I'll take requests the whole time I'm there. I think we could all use a little comfort food, or some distraction.
Requests don't necessarily have to be culinary in nature. I'd be delighted to improvise a poem or tell you a story. An off-the-cuff Scheherazade, with bonus cookies.
Come keep me company for awhile.
[Of course, certain people don't have a choice in the matter. She has conchas baking for Seth, cookies for Wirt, all her teammates' favorites, and so on. Friends and acquaintances who fail to show up may well find Maggie at their doors afterward with a plate in hand.
Even a few people who might not expect it, if she's ever had reason to worry about them.
Maggie is going to start climbing the walls if she doesn't find meaningful ways to fill up her days here. This takes care of one day.]
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"Um, this girl I know..."
He can feel his face burning, but he doesn't get more specific than that. It's not his secret to tell, but Maggie may have seen him in passing with a red-headed girl just a little taller than him, laughing and teasing each other. A girl that might make him blush up to his ears.
"W-Well, it's complicated how I know her, or how I got to where she lives, but..." He sighs, and decides to just blurt out the weird part. He's already made it weird by bringing up witches offhand. "So, she kind of threw a rock at a bluebird, and it cursed her and her family into becoming bluebirds too, and a witch told her she would give her magic scissors to snip her family's wings away and make them human again. All she had to do was bring the witch a child servant in exchange."
It sounds like a made-up story, except for the fact that Wirt isn't the type to tell fantastical lies about his own life.
"She found me and my brother after that. We were lost in the woods, and she told us Adelaide of the Pasture would be able to show us how to get home...and we believed her," he says. "She spent days leading us there, letting us think we had a way to go home and knowing she was really leading us to a spider's web we wouldn't be able to escape from."