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Jan 11, 2015 02:20PM
"The one that makes her invisible..." Sienna said quietly, backing into a tree and staying there, terrified.
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"Oh. We need something to cover our faces so she won't attack us with the scarf as revenge. Any ideas?"
Sienna immediately closed her eyes. She hadn't even thought of that... "Oh dear gods..." she whispered.
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"How about... Do you have an none magic scarfs on you?" Sean suggested.
"Extra fabric at all? A bandana?"
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"You think I randomly carry around a bandana?" Sienna asked, "I don't ever think this far ahead when I get dressed in the morning."
"Good. Because if in the morning you thought 'Should I carry this bandanna in case I'm needed to offer protection from a magical scarf that makes you go nuts for who ever you see if you smell it, or should I go with the belt?' I'd think you'd be crazy." Sean tore off his jacket and ripped the sleeve off completely (Doing this blindly) and tied it over his nose and mouth. "You should cover up with your hand at least." he suggested.
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"I don't think it will help," Sienna said, but followed his directions, anyway. It occurred to her that her shirt probably wasn't entirely important, since they both had their eyes closed, but she decided she would still rather breathe in love magic than take it off.
((They totally are. XD))"I don't know. I just don't get the sense that my hand would block any sort of magic."
((Indeed. LOL))
"Well then take the collar of your shirt and pull it over you nose. Hows that?"
"Well then take the collar of your shirt and pull it over you nose. Hows that?"
"Okay," she said. She still doubted anything they did would work, but didn't feel it was right to argue. She tugged the collar of her shirt up to cover her nose.
((Ok. What should we do? We could have a time jump or do whatever but I don't know what to say. XD))
((Time lapse to when they finally decide that if they've been magicked, they don't care enough to keep wandering around aimlessly, and they open their eyes?))
Sienna groaned, having fallen for the fifteenth time since she'd closed her eyes. She didn't try to pick herself back up again, though. She was tired, dirty, and covered in scrapes and bruises. "I don't even care," she said after a minute, voice muffled by her shirt, which stuck to her everywhere with sweat. She pulled the collar down to her neck and breathed in fresh, cool air. "I don't even care," she repeated, more clearly this time.
"I'm pooped." Sean groaned as he leaned against a tree. "I give up. This is not worth it." he tore off the fabric around his mouth and sighed. "What should we do?"
"I don't know about you, but I'm opening my eyes," Sienna said firmly, "I apologize in advance if I've breathed anything in."She opened her eyes slowly.
"I might as well too." Sean sighed and opened his eyes to see Sienna. But the whole world was pink. And all glittery. He didn't feel lovey dovey like before, but it all was very... Aphrodite like. "This is so weird. Its like all my sight has been sparkled and dumped in pink." he observed.
"Oh, ew," Sienna shuddered, "That must suck."She examined her arms, which were absolutely filthy from falling on the ground so many times and covered in scratches, some of which were still bleeding.
He glanced up and down at himself and found a very dirty looking young man. "We are quite the filth monsters." he commented.
"Yup," she agreed, "I'll call it camouflage, though, to anybody who says anything."
"If they don't run in terror first." he grinned.
Sienna had no comeback to this, so she stuck out her tongue at him. "I need a swim," she sighed.
"Diddo. I hope the fish don't mind my smell in their water." He said and took off his shoes. Holding them under his arm, he walked toward the lake. "You coming?"
((Do you want to go to the lake?))
((Do you want to go to the lake?))
"Yeah," she said with absolutely no hesitation, wondering whether there would ever come a time when she would refuse an invitation to swim. ((Yeah. You can post.))
Andon walked into the strawberry fields, hand in hand with Angel.
"Woah.....so much reddddddd....." She marveled like a little kid
she nudged his shoulder. "I know that." She rolled her eyes. "But its so muchhhhh reddddddd all st once."
"You should see those tulip gardens in Europe," he laughed, "You'd be amazed."
"What do u mean? Please dont tell me its freakishly pink." She asked, grinning
"No, lots of different colors," he told her, "In beautiful rows everywhere..."
"That sounds magnificent. Thatd be a nice first date." She said without thinking then blushed
Well, he had sure set the bar high with that comment. "Heh, heh..." he laughed awkwardly.
"Sorry, let me rephrase that. Thatd be a great first date if i wasnt a demigod. A cinnamon roll should do. Good gods, i really have to shut up." She said as she blushed, turning away from him.
"No," he laughed, "You don't need to shut up."
"Of course youd say that. Your probably enjoying my discomfort." She smiled lightly
She rolled her eyes and laughed. "Mmmm, your laughing now, but if i turned the tables id be the one laughing." She said smirking mischeviously
He stopped laughing and considered her statement. "Yes," he agreed, "Good point."
She stifled a giggle. "Exactly."
"That won't stop me, though," Andon grinned, beginning to laugh, again.
