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[hexappeal]

WHO: A bunch of magic lamers.
WHERE: Dunwich, Massachusetts.
WHEN: Friday, September 2nd through Sunday, September 4th.
WARNINGS: TBA. There's bound to be something.
SUMMARY: Herp derp.
FORMAT: Whatever you feel like!


Let's get it on.

■ Friday, September 2nd.
■ Saturday, September 3rd.
■ Sunday, September 4th.

Comments

[specifythepoint]

Oh. Selina Kyle.

Arthur.

[meowminx]

Got it in one.

Having flower troubles?

[specifythepoint]

A late delivery. They'll find them.

[meowminx]

One can only hope.

[ She leans back against the wall, looking far too comfortable. ]

So how did you get mixed up with Zee?

[specifythepoint]

I answered an ad for a manager.

[meowminx]

[ She clearly didn't expect that answer. ]

Really? That's it?

[specifythepoint]

[He almost seems amused]

I needed a job.

[meowminx]

[ Well, she's glad to see a sign of a sense of humor, at least. ]

Is it what you expected?

[specifythepoint]

[It's rare]

I enjoy it.

[meowminx]

[ Still, he's not quite what he first appears. ]

Must be different from what you do back home.

[ Or so she assumes because most worlds don't seem to have magic. ]

[specifythepoint]

[He shrugs]

I arrange things at home, too. But yes, it's significantly different.

[meowminx]

Used to all the magic yet?

[ It's more curiosity than an interrogation. Still, a lot of questions. ]

[specifythepoint]

Enough, I suppose.

[meowminx]

[ An appraising look. ]

Have we met before?

[specifythepoint]

[He coolly replies]

Possibly.

[meowminx]

I'm usually better at remembering faces.