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002 sorceress; bbs + action

BBS:

Does anyone have any tomato seeds on them? I'd love to plant my own little garden and am missing that one, delectable fruit from what I've currently gathered.

Action:

[When you wake in the morning, and start waltzing about campus (especially near the bulletin message board) you may see that someone has tacked a most interesting piece of unsigned art to the wall. Depicted is a cartoonish, colored drawing of a donkey, with the head of...hey, does that guy look familiar?]

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Don't call me a shrew!! [Huff, huff.] And the point stands, dammit! I asked you to give my rocket some space, you decided to sic a bunch of plants on me - how are those things in any way equivalent?!

Oh please.

[scoffs.]

That was not what started the argument. The argument started when you thought I was mocking you, and then, even after I corrected you, you continued to be quite possibly the biggest prick I've never seen.

...You don't get out much, do you? [Shh, of course he's helping his own case.]

Let's assume that's what actually happened. I mean, I think it's a stretch, but for the sake of this argument, fine. And let's say for some reason I was really intent on being a jerk after that, never mind that I don't even know you. You can't think of anything I could've done to seem like more of one instead of just talking to you? Seriously? How about picking a fight for no reason? Oh, hey, that's what you did!

[She groans.]

Right there. You don't know me and I don't know you. So how was I to know that you being a grump is just common ground. Or that you're just this naturally feisty and eager to fight.

Who are you. Oedipus?

[Of course not, his mother's dead! And also he doesn't know who that is.]

I'm just an alchemist. You're someone who uses your damn magic tricks to screw with people who don't have any. We clear on that yet? 'Cause if we are, I'm okay with forgetting this ever happened.

[She shakes her head.]

Now you've turned the fault to my magic.

[She hops off the rest of the way to the ground, and pushes her hair back over her shoulder.]

You just like to argue.

Ever tried it? It's a pretty big leap if you're only used to throwing vines at people, but it can be fun. Doesn't have too many problems with collateral damage, either. [His tone's pretty light - he's even smiling - but he does quietly take a couple more steps back now that she's on his level. And the armblade's still out.]

Oh. [She raises a hand to her mouth to cover a laugh.]

You're...trying to be funny. [The tension in her body drops and she lowers her hand, revealing an honest grin.] That's really sweet.

[She makes the vines lower and return to their places in the ground (leaving behind a wreckage, yes) and walks over to Ed.]

That blade is almost the same sheen as Brísingamen!

[...That was a quick change of attitude. Suspicious. And he's still convinced she's mocking him. On the other hand, she isn't attempting to tie him up any more, which is an improvement, right? And the adrenaline rush is wearing off; it's getting increasingly uncomfortable standing here in a partly-shredded, dripping wet coat. He'll just go with it.

On being reminded about the armblade, he claps again and puts it away.]

You keep coming out with all these names like I'm expected to recognise them. That another magic trick, or is it just you?

No. It is the name of my mother's necklace. The dwarves created the necklace just for her! A great honor. The most beautiful gold and jewels in all the nine realms.

[She raises a hand and wiggles her fingers, muttering a quick warming incantation that dries the coat of all moisture.]

She wears it about her neck. Always.

[He tenses up when he sees her lift her stupid magical hand, and relaxes only slightly when he realises what it was for.]

...Uh, good for her. Look, I'm not trying to be rude [for once], but could you warn me before doing that kind of thing? I'll fix my clothes myself, thanks.

[The coat still needs it, anyway - even dry, it's covered in chalk dust and the right sleeve is in tatters. He takes it off and slings it over his shoulder. Not that his jacket's much better off, but at least it's intact.]

Oh, I will! Edward, is it? Yes. I will, Edward.

[She brings her hands to her sides.]

I apologize for my abominable behavior. You are no Aesir, so you hold no real reason for my fury.

[She takes the bits of her skirt and makes a clumsy curtsey.]

I owe you a favor.

[He holds up his free hand.] Hey, like I said - if you're through jerking me around, we're even. Or close enough. Equivalent exchange. I don't want to end up owing you.

[A confused look.]

I started the fight. I should pay for part of it. I owe you a boon that you may call upon any time you wish. No return boon necessary. It is how boons are conducted in Asgard.

Well, maybe you didn't notice, but you're not in... wherever that is. You're here.

[Small shrug.] If it makes you feel better, you could always say the favour's just "not trying to kill me", or something similar. Doesn't matter if you weren't going to anyway. You... weren't, were you?

[SIgyn considers this thought, and nods in agreement.]

Don't be silly. Why would I kill you?

Would've been helpful to know about five minutes ago. [Despite himself, he can't suppress a wide grin.] Nah, just checking. Though a few people back home wouldn't mind if you did.

[He looks away.] You know, you never told me how you knew my name in the first place... [But then the sopping wet bulletin board catches his eye. It's true that nobody important seems to have noticed this mess yet...] I guess I'll ask you some other time. We should probably get moving.

[Gakupo, having just returned from buying a magic stone outside of town, looks at the utter mess of the entrance to Garden. A donkey, upturned pavement, water all around...

And two people in the middle of it.

He's frowning.]

What the heck is going on?!

[Sigyn chuckles at Ed.] That odd Mrs. Tattler column? I read a few old copies. You seem to be quite revered as a scientist. [She reaches up and moves back a strand of hair, cheeks a bit pink. He's actually quite...cute.] You sounded quite amazing, so I wanted to meet you.

[And then there comes the fuzz.]

Um. [And that's all Sigyn can manage, eyes wide like a deer caught in the headlights.]

It mentioned that, huh? [Not that he minds flattery, but excuse him if the only part he remembers is where they tried to pair him off with a flying pony.

Then he hears the outburst, turns...

...and runs like hell. Sorry, Sigyn; alchemists and short people first.]

[Taking a cue from you and runs as well. And she's got mountain legs, so she'll get pretty far.]

HEY! Get back here! [Gakupo isn't a stranger to running and leaping over things, so off he goes in pursuit! He knows what you both look like!!]

[Hey, remember how the tiling was wet?

Ed didn't.

Over he goes, slamming heavily into the ground for the second time today.]

Dammit!!

[He's quick to pick himself up, but it's probably cost him his lead... which was kind of fragile to begin with.]

Warning!

[Sigyn's still running, but she's courteous enough to enchant some vines that grow right from the ground. They wrap about Ed, disconnect from the ground, and then take off after Sigyn.

Who says plants aren't fast?]

How the hell was that a warning?! [He seems less than grateful. Actually, he's trying to struggle free, even though that might be a bad idea at this speed.] And pick some other direction, you idiot! He'll catch up with both of us!

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/hops in! (puts in the right place >.> )

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