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My focus wavers between my [Scry] eye and my dinner plate.
From what I can see from on high, the 'gorilla' has already caused a couple car accidents as people hurry to pull over and get out of its way but otherwise doesn't really seem to be attacking anyone per se apart from that. So… honestly...
Jane is SOON!(TM) chapters away from letting Clockblocker know it exists so...
'Cause I got high, because I got high, because I got high (la-la-ta, ta-ta-ra-ra)
Also, in this specific case, because Blasto doesn't exist in a vacuum and... Weld will explain.
I didn't know that Pokemon...
=I can't believe I let you talk me into this.= Taylor whines into my brain as we blip into the North End, becoming the us who were always wandering the city in search of deliciousness.
=Honestly?= I turn to look at her. =I can't either.=
No. Wait, Brain, no. We're in public, and sort of in...
Yes.
Not on purpose, but by the time they do any caping in BB that'll probably be the sense people get anyway.
...this is true!
A bunch of tweens arguing about fanfic is surprisingly fun to write.
Thank you. I think I've fixed these now.
Don't be silly, it's clearly a Poison-type...
"...No!" I whine as I realize that I don't actually have enough mana left to actually cast [Teleport] right now.
Grumbling, the angry noises incoherent even to me, I double check that [Meditation] is active and then roll my OOM ass out of Taylor's bed and tromp downstairs.
"Something wrong?"...
And… [Cleanse]!
Finally able to stop holding my breath, I float today's lightward attempt over with [Stoneshape] and shine it down into the bucket– Or I guess it'd be a chamber pot? –that I made for this.
Well… I think to myself as I peer in. It's not much, but it's official: I am enough of a...
Sort of. I don't think Jane could maintain focus on multiple Scry/Aurasense spells well enough to pipe the info to Taylor, but I imagine that sharing an AOE one like this with Taylor would let Taylor notice more per unit time than Jane does.
I think Jane's ability to handle/process spell...
A/N - Whoops! Skipped 13 while crossposting things. Scroll up one post to what used to be 14 to find it if you haven't already read it when you see this.
Eyeing the XP bar on the box, I crack my neck both ways and get ready to catch myself. Once more into the breach dear me! Be the me who was...
"Jane." Missy nudges me with her foot. "What did you get for number 7?"
"Uh, hold on." Digging my worksheet out of the pile of papers on my desk I check which one that was. "13x+3."
"...Huh." She frowns at whatever's on her own paper. "Not plus one?"
"Nnnooo…?" I lean forward, trying to see...
MOAR!
"Jane!" Taylor shakes me awake. "Jane!"
"...Ow." I croak more than say.
"Jane!" The shaking stops. "Are you okay?"
"Head hurts..." I groan, blinking open my eyes and looking up at Taylor. Or I try to. Open vs closed doesn't seem to make a huge difference at the moment. Even with the...
I raise my left hand. Be the me that raised her right hand instead!
[Blink]
The world flickers midnight blue as I blip upwards a few inches. Gravity, heartless bitch she may be, is at least impartial enough to still reach up and yoink me back down even when it's helpful, thus returning me to...
"Good morning, Shoulder-Angel! Happy Monday!" Sliding into my seat, I wave to Aisha before turning to Missy and waving to her. "And to you as well, Shoulder-Devil."
Missy frowns at me, but Aisha starts laughing. "How the fuck am I the Angel?"
"Uh, no offence–" I turn back to gesture at her…...
"So, how was your day?" Danny asks as he puts his coat on the hook.
"Fine." Taylor looks up from her book briefly to shrug before going back to her reading.
Frowning as the silence stretches well past awkward, I sit up slowly so as to not break [Meditation] and look over the back of the couch...
"This is the place?"
"Yeah."
"Well." I nod at the faded yellow sign on the chain link fence. "Zero points for guessing why the place is condemned."
"I think it was condemned before it burned down."
"Oh."
The two of us stare at the charred remains of a house. The way the dimming late...
I wake up feeling awful while Taylor's alarm clock blares its stupid noise.
I remember waking up in the middle of the night and trying to spend one more pool of mana to level up. I passed out before I could spend the points but this doesn't feel like I'm somehow still suffering from mana...