11th Spell

[whatthewrackspurt]

Don't be mad at Sylvanas, everyone. It wasn't her fault. I think Arthas used his magic to hypnotize her into doing his bidding and laid his mind eggs inside her patterned brainwaves - all metaphorically, of course. It happens sometimes.

That was fun, though. I've never banished a demon before. I didn't think it would be so complex.

[Private to the dinner crew]

I'm thinking something with molasses. Are any of you good with molding?


[Spam, closed to Vic and Jax]

[In the evening, Luna skips down the hall to bring dinners to those she didn't see in the lunchroom. On her list is Victor Creed, and so, armed with an apple, she knocks on his door]

Mr. Creed?

Comments

[Dinner Filter]

[whatthewrackspurt]

Exactly. So I'd much rather be here.

Re: [Dinner Filter]

[maytakecenturies]

I'd rather know what's expected.

[Dinner Filter]

[whatthewrackspurt]

Things aren't expected in my world. There's magic there, too.

...Do you really not want me to be part of the dinner shift? If there's someone you like better, I could ask them instead. I don't mind.

Re: [Dinner Filter]

[maytakecenturies]

Taking a different shift will make no difference.

[Well, it will, because she's still wary of some repercussions from Dean after attacking him....but she knows it's better to keep your enemies close.]

I'll assist with your project tonight. [Because the idea of having nothing to do is just daunting.]

[Dinner Filter]

[whatthewrackspurt]

[And here, T'Pol: have a real, wide genuine smile from an admiring weird teenage girl]

Thank you, T'Pol. I'll do my best to make it interesting for you.

[Dinner Filter]

[maytakecenturies]

[augh no how did she earn that. take it back Luna, she doesn't want it]

Do your best to make it efficient. [please please please just have a recipe to follow, wouldn't that be nice and simple]

[Dinner Filter]

[whatthewrackspurt]

[She nods happily, going to sign off]

I will. Don't worry.