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"I'm happy, feeling glad! I've got sunshine in a [Ward]!"
Another ball of sunshine appears in front of me. I take a moment to look it over and then mark another tally in the success column of my notebook before dismissing the spell.
"I'm happy, feeling glad! I've got sunshine in a [Ward]!"...
Gods damn it!
...Gods damn it!
So yeah, stripping the color that randomly infected the text when I copy pasted over from SB to include the inevitable "OMG WHY DID I ONLY NOTICE THAT TYPO RIGHT AFTER I POSTED!?" fixes was easy.
The font size? That baffles me. I think I fixed the issue, but...
A/N: My muse wandered off on me again for long enough that it probably won't be jarring anymore...
But for anyone that reread 18 "recently" yet not "literally-minutes" ago... Yes, the exp number is different now.
I changed my mind about what level I wanted the Leaf Gorilla to count as due to...
My focus wavers between my [Scry] eye and my dinner plate.
From what I can see from on high, the 'gorilla' has already caused a couple car accidents as people hurry to pull over and get out of its way but otherwise doesn't really seem to be attacking anyone per se apart from that. So… honestly...
Jane is SOON!(TM) chapters away from letting Clockblocker know it exists so...
'Cause I got high, because I got high, because I got high (la-la-ta, ta-ta-ra-ra)
Also, in this specific case, because Blasto doesn't exist in a vacuum and... Weld will explain.
I didn't know that Pokemon...
=I can't believe I let you talk me into this.= Taylor whines into my brain as we blip into the North End, becoming the us who were always wandering the city in search of deliciousness.
=Honestly?= I turn to look at her. =I can't either.=
No. Wait, Brain, no. We're in public, and sort of in...
Yes.
Not on purpose, but by the time they do any caping in BB that'll probably be the sense people get anyway.
...this is true!
A bunch of tweens arguing about fanfic is surprisingly fun to write.
Thank you. I think I've fixed these now.
Don't be silly, it's clearly a Poison-type...
"...No!" I whine as I realize that I don't actually have enough mana left to actually cast [Teleport] right now.
Grumbling, the angry noises incoherent even to me, I double check that [Meditation] is active and then roll my OOM ass out of Taylor's bed and tromp downstairs.
"Something wrong?"...
And… [Cleanse]!
Finally able to stop holding my breath, I float today's lightward attempt over with [Stoneshape] and shine it down into the bucket– Or I guess it'd be a chamber pot? –that I made for this.
Well… I think to myself as I peer in. It's not much, but it's official: I am enough of a...
Sort of. I don't think Jane could maintain focus on multiple Scry/Aurasense spells well enough to pipe the info to Taylor, but I imagine that sharing an AOE one like this with Taylor would let Taylor notice more per unit time than Jane does.
I think Jane's ability to handle/process spell...
A/N - Whoops! Skipped 13 while crossposting things. Scroll up one post to what used to be 14 to find it if you haven't already read it when you see this.
Eyeing the XP bar on the box, I crack my neck both ways and get ready to catch myself. Once more into the breach dear me! Be the me who was...
"Jane." Missy nudges me with her foot. "What did you get for number 7?"
"Uh, hold on." Digging my worksheet out of the pile of papers on my desk I check which one that was. "13x+3."
"...Huh." She frowns at whatever's on her own paper. "Not plus one?"
"Nnnooo…?" I lean forward, trying to see...
MOAR!
"Jane!" Taylor shakes me awake. "Jane!"
"...Ow." I croak more than say.
"Jane!" The shaking stops. "Are you okay?"
"Head hurts..." I groan, blinking open my eyes and looking up at Taylor. Or I try to. Open vs closed doesn't seem to make a huge difference at the moment. Even with the...
I raise my left hand. Be the me that raised her right hand instead!
[Blink]
The world flickers midnight blue as I blip upwards a few inches. Gravity, heartless bitch she may be, is at least impartial enough to still reach up and yoink me back down even when it's helpful, thus returning me to...
"Good morning, Shoulder-Angel! Happy Monday!" Sliding into my seat, I wave to Aisha before turning to Missy and waving to her. "And to you as well, Shoulder-Devil."
Missy frowns at me, but Aisha starts laughing. "How the fuck am I the Angel?"
"Uh, no offence–" I turn back to gesture at her…...