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Event Twenty-One
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Sometimes I feel sad. Sometimes I feel curious, Sometimes I feel mad. Sometimes I feel silly, Sometimes I feel surprised. How many feelings, Do I have inside? | |
Welcome to Awash's Twenty-First event log, everyone! Further information on this event can be found here at the OOC post. You are welcome to make your own logs and posts for this event! | |
t's another regular, normal day in the Town. There's absolutely nothing to show that anything could possibly be wrong; the birds are chirping, the sky is bright, and everything is absolutely, entirely wrong.
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[ He stops short. The puppet stops, too. He turns to her, his hands on his hips. ]
That's the sort of thing an old man would say! Hey, hey, hey, are you sure you're not an old man? Is this part of the witchery, creating an illusion of youth and loveliness? No disrespect if you are an old man! It's all right to be yourself, if that's who you are! But if you aren't an old man, that seems rather a sad way of looking at things.
[ He throws his arms wide. ]
Life's fun and full of surprising things! Be honest, when you got up this morning, did you expect that a falling brick would lead you to meet a handsome gentleman, and then get princess-carried by one of his puppets?
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[ Even with her emotions as dulled as they are, she cannot let that go!! Slanderous!
...That doesn't change the fact that he's right, and that it is a sad way of looking at things. But that's the way life goes, isn't it? She knocks on the puppet to try and get it to move again. Her dramatics start to stir, just slightly, within her, and she slowly throws a hand over her head to simulate what she thinks exasperation feels like in the puppet's arms. ]
I guess there is never a dull moment around here. In both good and bad ways. But that hardly sounds like a storybook adventure! It needs more pizzaz, less puppets and more passion!
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Okay, okay. I understand, năi nai!
[ He makes a point of saying that in Mandarin, so it won't translate. If she understands that language, she'll know... he just called her "grandma." ]
What have you got against puppets? They're very useful!
[ He reaches for the hand that's covering her head, pressing it between his own. Shamelessly: ]
But if it's passion you want, I'm your man! Dashing, handsome, and accomplished in the six arts. I'm everything you could possibly desire, in a gentleman!
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It's fine, it'll go hand-in-hand with her Super Granny title...Perhaps luckily, she's completely blind to the true meaning of his words, but she quirks an eyebrow all the same. He emphasized it, so it's either something really flattering, or really insulting. ]Hey, I resent that! [ She's taking a guess here. ] At least attach my name to whatever you're calling me—that's Magilou to you!
[ Even if her spirits haven't been fully restored, she's going to take the time to make sure he knows!
She lets him take her hand, though, without even putting up a token resistance. Aloft in the puppet's arms, her palm held between his hands, she can only pout with a voice that's a bit less spirited than usual (of course, for regular people, that's plenty spirited). ]
Puppets are nothing like the warmth from another! Those six arts you're talking about: how many of those does the puppet know? I'll base my grade of your gentleman status on a fair and sliding criteria depending on your answer.
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[ He lifts his arm and brings a fist down to his forehead, opening his fingers at impact, clearly pantomiming a brick hitting it. ]
Anyway, the six arts are archery, calligraphy, mathematics, painting, winemaking, and necromancy!
[ wait ]
And... Prince Cucumber here knows.... hmm, I think he might be able to do a little archery. But as you can see, he's very good at princess-carrying, which deserves its own special designation. So you've got the best of both worlds: I'm holding your hand, so you've got the "warmth from another" covered, and the puppet's contributing his granny-carrying, I mean princess-carrying expertise.
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Necromancy? And "big sister"? Are you expecting me to keel over any minute now?
[ Well, she was hit by a brick. ]
As a whole package, I'd grade you about a B+. You're right about the warmth, and if your skills are as adept as you're bragging, I'll give you that. Ol' Pickle here gets a solid B- for the—wait, did you just call me granny now? What generation are you putting me in?
[ The irritation is played up, but still! She clicks her tongue, biting back whatever more joyous comment she might have had. ]
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[ He sounds pleased. In truth, he has zero clue what a "B plus" is, so he just rolls with it. ]
You? Call you granny? A beautiful young maiden like yourself? I never! Your hearing must be going, it happens often as people get—oh, we're here!
[ They've actually been here for the last few minutes, he just kept talking. He walks up to Maiden Maya's door and knocks. ]
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[ Mercifully, the sudden sound of knocking cuts her off from further complaints. She's very well aware they haven't moved in the past few minutes, and that the puppet has just been patiently holding her the whole time.
She's just not going to bring it up, to add to the dramatics of it all. ]
Anyone home in here? Or is this where the saga of Magilou as the world knows her ends?
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... Should I even bother asking?
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Maiden delivery! One maiden, guaranteed genuine. Slightly bruised, but otherwise in excellent condition! Requires only feeding, watering, and conversation. Puppet not included!
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What am I, a potted plant? [ Right now, there's basically no difference, she reasons. ] I'm worth at least a premium price tag!
[ Still, maybe he did bring her here for a good reason. There's a tiny bruise on her head, so there's at least a little bit wrong with her. ]
All right, half price for damages. But still worth a healing spell!
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I can heal you, but is it just that bump?
[ Because the last time Wei Wuxian dumped himself in another person's body here, he was on the verge of passing out, and it was Bad. ]
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I was making repairs to my house and somehow dropped a brick from the balcony and hit her. I just want to make sure she's all right. The impact might have hurt her neck or her back, if you wouldn't mind checking.
[ A beat. He glances over to Maiden Magilou. ]
Sorry, by the way. Did I say that already? Knowing me, I probably didn't.
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I've had worse. [ She shrugs in the puppet's arms. ] But... Bringing me to a fair and kind healer's house absolves you of any debt. So.
[ She turns to Maya, just to be actually helpful for once, and adds, in a much more muted tone than usual: ]
I always manage to spring back up, and it seems like there's no outer damage, but if he insists. I might have been witchnapped, but I'm not one to turn down the healing of a kind soul.
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But for now, Maya only opts to nod, stepping back to let them come inside. ]
Let's get you on the couch, and I'll see what I can fix. If you're this coherent, that's reassuring.
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[ He exhales, relieved that his apology was accepted, and that Maiden Maya thinks things aren't too serious.
The puppet lurches indoors, and very gently sets Maiden Magilou down on the sofa. Then it straightens up and goes back outside, as if it's keeping watch by the doorway like a soldier. ]
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It's just the head, I think. Not much chance of me bleeding all over your couch, on the plus side.
[ This is the closest to coherent she gets, anyway. ]
Good thing there's a maiden fair of heart and a dashing knight to bring me to the infirmary!
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[ MAYA. Which is really just to say that she doesn't care if the couch got bloody, but for now, she's focusing on calling forth her Persona. Artemis appears only briefly over her head before Maya's hands glow a soft blue-green and she places her palms on both sides of Magilou's head.
If nothing else, at least any pain will go away instantly. ]
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A healer and a thief! Maiden Maya, I'm astounded. Ha ha ha!
[ Meanwhile, his puppet isn't idle. He's been at Maya's house before, so he at least knows what to expect: a mess. The puppet, bends down and starts picking things up off the floor. Clothes, dishes, books are hung up or taken to the kitchen or closed and put away. ]
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The pain was mostly a throbbing ache, even if it was fairly sharp - yet the moment Maya makes the connection with her head, it's completely gone. She rubs at where the bump was, but even that doesn't produce any pain. ]
You weren't kidding about that healing.
[ It comes out more muted than it would otherwise, but there's gratitude in her tone. ]
That's the healing part - but for the thief part, if you ever need someone to steal a couch for you, that's right up my alley. Seems like Cucumby over here would love to help pick anything up, too. Isn't that right, big guy? [ There's a small, coy grin on her face as she inclines her head to the puppet. ]
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I wouldn't be stealing from occupied houses, and look, this one's still just fine! So problem solved!
[ Well, now at least she seems a little more like herself, though she's still looking slightly concerned. ]
Did that help? Does anything still hurt?
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[ He draws himself up, looking affronted, while the puppet gets out a broom. ]
Good Prince Cucumber would never, ever, ever engage in breaking and entering unless his services were properly hired, in which case no questions asked, and your satisfaction's guaranteed.
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[ Magilou taps at her head, testing where the brick hit her. It's not even sore now, as though nothing had ever happened at all. She might not be as dramatic as usual, but it seems like everything else is as it should be. With a grateful, though somewhat mischievous smile, she flits her attention between all three of the moving people in the room (Cucumber counts). ]
Okay, okay, Cucumber might be out on his own, but I'm always up for some heists. You healed me, so if you ever need someone for your capers, I'm just the witch for the job. Cucumber's better at the cleaning than me, though.
[ She'd never imply that she's in someone's debt normally. But when the debt involves having some fun, maybe it's fine?? ]
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[ Maya does indeed go on crazy adventures from time to time. ]