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witchofthechalk) wrote2011-07-24 12:19 am
witchofthechalk) wrote2011-07-24 12:19 am
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Post Thirty Three: Sorting Things Out
[Tiffany is tired. No, worse. She's not tired, at least not properly tired. Properly tired was spending two days on your feet without sleep. It was helping a new mother give birth to twins. It was when you spent your time on something that made the sheer exhaustion feel like an accomplishment rather then a weakness. No she wasn't tired. Not really.
But she was worried. And she dreams of eyeless things, angry music and gingerbread houses in the woods. And she decides since she's a witch she's going to have to do something about all this. Or a few things.
A. Housemates: Tiffany is sitting on the living room floor while she goes through the small wooden box of her small things from home.
B. Tiffany is walking down the street with a broomstick floating in the air behind her. She's holding onto it by a string as she walks along.
C. Susan, people at Susan's house. There is a witch knocking on the door.
But she was worried. And she dreams of eyeless things, angry music and gingerbread houses in the woods. And she decides since she's a witch she's going to have to do something about all this. Or a few things.
A. Housemates: Tiffany is sitting on the living room floor while she goes through the small wooden box of her small things from home.
B. Tiffany is walking down the street with a broomstick floating in the air behind her. She's holding onto it by a string as she walks along.
C. Susan, people at Susan's house. There is a witch knocking on the door.
D. There is a girl and a broom on a hill. While that might be a little odd, the strange thing is that she's flying. Rather low to the ground but still flying. It helps her think.
ooc: Tiffany is now able to hear spill words.]
ooc: Tiffany is now able to hear spill words.]
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A witch, are you? [He raises an eyebrow. She...looks the part. And that broom can't possibly be responding to her otherwise.] What school did you attend, then?
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I said I was a witch, not a wizard.
I was apprenticed to various witches in the Ramtop mountains.
And as for schools. Wizards tend to only go to one. The Unseen University in Ankh-Morpork.
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Must be a lesser school. I've never heard of it. Where I'm from, witches and wizards have to attend schools.
Where did you obtain the broom?
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And where I'm from, wizards and witches are quite different things. So it would be rather foolish for us to go to the same school.
As for the broom it's mine from home. They send us things every once and a while here.
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And what exactly is the Discworld then?
So I've heard. [:| He's kind of envious, really.] I've yet to receive anything of mine, but I'm assuming it's because...actually, I'm not sure why yet. I deserve my things just as much as the next person.
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The town doesn't give things out based on what people deserve so much as whenever it feels like it.
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I really wish everyone would stop talking about the town as though it were a sentient being.
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Why?
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Because...it's not sentient. It's a town.
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It's a flat circular world that sits on the backs of four elephants that are standing on the shell of a giant turtle as he flies through space.
[Straight face, ...because that's all totally true.]
The town, the people who are running this place, either or. The town's just shorter to say.
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...you must be joking. You must be joking. How can anyone actually survive in space?
Either way, that's giving it way too much power. I'd rather not.
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