Of course, it still takes her a bit before it occurs to Prudence to actually check her device, and then another little bit as she figures out how to reply. Texting... hmm. It gives her the option of speech to text dictation, luckily; everything is better when it's hands free.
Or nearly everything. ]
How many is too many, Nicky dear? Did you have a bright Solstice yourself?
Don't count your torches before they're lit. I had my fun of course, but it was all harmless enough. A shame I didn't see you there. Where were you hiding all night?
Here's the spell we talked about. Please respond via text. Or at least don't write anything on my skin.
[There are two photos attached the text. The first shows the cover of the book. It's a plain dark red with gold embossed lettering: The Simple, Straightforward Book of Spells. There's no author identified on the front cover. The second is a landscape photo that shows the page the spell is on.
"For the Concentration of Magical Energies (External to Internal)." The spell is a very simple thing and doesn't require any items. It just needs the appropriate marking on the individual to have the spell cast on and the appropriate incantation. The incantation is in English and composed of a series of rhyming couplets. There's nothing particularly notable about it. The page depicting the markings is drawn on an androgynous human body. There's a note at the bottom of that page that reads "To be applied precisely.♦"
The diamond is very small and will likely be recognizable to Prudence as the magical equivalent of a footnote. The actual footnote itself isn't on the page or anything else that Jon has sent.]
[ Ugh, responding via text. She's been practicing a little since their last conversation, at least, but that doesn't mean Prudence likes using phones for this.
The Simple, Straightforward Book of Spells. Curious. Prudence doesn't think she recognizes it, but it's harder still to confirm without an author. Maybe Nick would know. What she does know is that footnote seems vaguely problematic. ]
How does the desired effect compare to the actual effect? If I'm to help you fix your problem I need to know exactly what that is.
What I am has certain requirements. I take Statements from people, stories about their experiences with the supernatural. They can be written Statements that I read or verbal Statements taken directly from a person. Verbal Statements are more filling, as it were, but they also have undesirable side-effects for the subject of the Statement. The spell was meant to enhance the effect I get from the written Statements. They used to be enough, so I just wanted to get back to that point. It's worked and the written Statements are more or less adequate. Someone recently saw fit to give me a verbal Statement without my asking for it. The effects of that have been enhanced, as well. To a point of being extremely uncomfortable.
I need to tone down those effects and just retain the enhancement to written Statements.
[At some point during the day, a black wrapped parcel appears on Prudence's bed, an envelope on top. Inside the parcel is a very tacky t-shirt from Duplicity's (animal) zoo. In the envelope, there's a simple note.]
Took a trip to the zoo the other day, thought I'd get you a gift while I was there.
[The note is signed with a black serpent, exactly the same as the 'tattoo' at Crowley's temple, so he figures she can guess who it's from.]
[ Suffice it to say she puzzles over the gift for a day or two, wondering what it means. What kind of message he's trying to communicate here. Whatever it is, Prudence finds it utterly unfathomable.
She astral projects before him -- wherever he may be -- holding the t-shirt out like one might hold a feral animal, far away from themselves. ]
What the heaven is this, Crowley? [ She points to the logo, demanding answers. ] Some sort of secret society?
[She really ought to call before she astral projects, but fortunately for both of them he's up on the terrace roof, in the process of repotting one the plants Martin left behind. He looks up at the sound of her voice, brushing soil off his hands.]
It's from a zoo, you know, with all the animals? S'called a souvenir, it's meant to be tacky.
Peace be unto you. I hope this missive finds you well. My apologies for being so direct but I will find it easier if I get to the point now, and you can simply not respond if I've offended you. Would you be willing to help me meet quota again?
All of Nate’s gifts are delivered via a fluttering origami bird, which flies directly to the recipient and puts the gift into their hands. Once it’s given, the bird will unfold into a note, which explains what the charm inside will do, and how to activate it. When the note has been read, it will explode into a miniature display of multi-coloured fireworks, which spell out “Yuletide wishes from Nate!” and then vanish.
Pru receives a pair of earrings, black diamond studs. When twisted clockwise, the first produces an excited, warming effect on her erogenous zones, making them physically tingle and yearn for attention. The second gives her temporarily lengthened canine teeth, “because you’ll always be my lioness”.
me: we don't have enough threads together
[It's always good to start any conversation with prudence by calling her beautiful, after all.]
we can NEVER have too many threads
Of course, it still takes her a bit before it occurs to Prudence to actually check her device, and then another little bit as she figures out how to reply. Texting... hmm. It gives her the option of speech to text dictation, luckily; everything is better when it's hands free.
Or nearly everything. ]
How many is too many, Nicky dear?
Did you have a bright Solstice yourself?
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it was fine. uneventful, if you don't count dorian's party
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A shame I didn't see you there. Where were you hiding all night?
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Please respond via text.
Or at least don't write anything on my skin.
[There are two photos attached the text. The first shows the cover of the book. It's a plain dark red with gold embossed lettering: The Simple, Straightforward Book of Spells. There's no author identified on the front cover. The second is a landscape photo that shows the page the spell is on.
"For the Concentration of Magical Energies (External to Internal)." The spell is a very simple thing and doesn't require any items. It just needs the appropriate marking on the individual to have the spell cast on and the appropriate incantation. The incantation is in English and composed of a series of rhyming couplets. There's nothing particularly notable about it. The page depicting the markings is drawn on an androgynous human body. There's a note at the bottom of that page that reads "To be applied precisely.♦"
The diamond is very small and will likely be recognizable to Prudence as the magical equivalent of a footnote. The actual footnote itself isn't on the page or anything else that Jon has sent.]
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The Simple, Straightforward Book of Spells. Curious. Prudence doesn't think she recognizes it, but it's harder still to confirm without an author. Maybe Nick would know. What she does know is that footnote seems vaguely problematic. ]
How does the desired effect compare to the actual effect?
If I'm to help you fix your problem I need to know exactly what that is.
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I take Statements from people, stories about their experiences with the supernatural.
They can be written Statements that I read or verbal Statements taken directly from a person.
Verbal Statements are more filling, as it were, but they also have undesirable side-effects for the subject of the Statement.
The spell was meant to enhance the effect I get from the written Statements.
They used to be enough, so I just wanted to get back to that point.
It's worked and the written Statements are more or less adequate.
Someone recently saw fit to give me a verbal Statement without my asking for it.
The effects of that have been enhanced, as well.
To a point of being extremely uncomfortable.
I need to tone down those effects and just retain the enhancement to written Statements.
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You haven't watched it yet have you?
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delivery (sort of)
Took a trip to the zoo the other day, thought I'd get you a gift while I was there.
[The note is signed with a black serpent, exactly the same as the 'tattoo' at Crowley's temple, so he figures she can guess who it's from.]
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She astral projects before him -- wherever he may be -- holding the t-shirt out like one might hold a feral animal, far away from themselves. ]
What the heaven is this, Crowley? [ She points to the logo, demanding answers. ] Some sort of secret society?
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It's from a zoo, you know, with all the animals? S'called a souvenir, it's meant to be tacky.
[That's his excuse, at least.]
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Voice, un:umayma
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No need to ask so formally next time. Where are we meeting?
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Your place or mine, either works.
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Action
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[Technically, Nick had said curses, but Darlington knows better than to ask for that.]
un | blackwood
Gift!
Pru receives a pair of earrings, black diamond studs. When twisted clockwise, the first produces an excited, warming effect on her erogenous zones, making them physically tingle and yearn for attention. The second gives her temporarily lengthened canine teeth, “because you’ll always be my lioness”.
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what do you do for valentines day?
i mean like
tradition-wise
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does it happen on feb 14?
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can we talk?
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[ Though she can probably guess. ]
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[ How does he say this in a way that doesn't make him sound unbearably weak to her? ]
with nick not here
i still want to have the coven. do you?
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