The Party Chat

Vincent: "My turn."

Serina: "NOOOO! E.T. by Katy Perry!"

"What do you want?" askes Ezra, nodding to Vincent.

Vincent: "Still thinking."

Serina: "PLAY IT!!!"

"Think faster," said Aaron, looking at Serina.

Serina: "Come on! PLEASE?!"

"No!" said the band at once.

Serina: "It's a good song!!"

Derrick: "I like it..."

"No way!" said Aaron.

"This is demeaning for theband," said Eric, shaking his head.

Serina: "Fine! How about Viva la Vida?"

"Good one!" said Derek.

(can't post the link on my nook)

(it's fine. I know what it sounds like.)

Vincent: "Good. This is decent."

Serina: "Thanks!"

"You couldn't make up you're mind!" laughed Aaron.

Ezra tossed Eric the keys to the DJ booth, "play E.T."

Serina: I jumped up and down. "YES!"

Aaron and Ezra laughed at her excitment.

"Wow big Katy Perry fan huh?" said Aaron.

Serina: "HECK YEAH! HOT N COLD NEXT!"

"You heard her Eric," Aaron chuckled.

Derrick: I rolled my eyes. My younger sister was crazy.

Aaron laughed harder at Derrick's reaction.

Serina: "PLAY IT!!!"

Winter Dragon wrote:I did as he said, my expression growing even more intense.
"This proves it!" I declared. "This is derived from Upper World magic. Morgana and Merlin both found Upper World magic and used it to make their own. Upper World sentries came to confiscate their magic ages ago, but some things got away." I paused, then added, "And this is one of them! You're just endangering yourself by using it. In fact, I'm surprised that the sentries haven't caught you yet." I turned to the shiny Mundane. "And you, where did that magic come from?" Then to the ghost, "And you, move on already! Don't you know about the mortal soul traffickers?"

DCI Grimmesald laughs. "You poor, benighted fool! You speak of the Upper, Middle and Lower worlds, yet you know nothing of Mirrorworld. What I have is not magic as you understand it, but science, mathematics, madness, and the power released by sacrifice all meeting at the crux of the universe. Everything you see, every reflective surface is a path to my realm, where I am an Earl of Mirrorworld."

Eric played the song. Ezra turned to Grimswald and said, "There always is more than the eye can see."

"That is why one must not look too far in Mirrorworld with the eyes, but use the mind to see any distance."

"There are still things we can't comprehend even with the mind."

"More for some than others," replies Grimmesald archly.

((By the way, immortals are able to see that Leslie has elegant, crimson markings on her face; they're lines that travel across the bridge of her nose, over her cheekbones, around the front of her ears, and up by her temples. Also invisible to mortals are the two spell-circles she has on her hands. They're identical circles with pentacles for centers, and are enhanced by various magic symbols and runes. In their inactive state (such as now), they're plain black.))

"Look, Shiny Guy," I said, exasperated, "that's great for you and all, but I don't care about any worlds that aren't the Original Three. If being the Earl of whatever fabricated dimension you stumbled upon makes your little mortal soul happy, far be it from me to stop you. But you, Ghosty," I started, turning again to the dead kid, "had better get your incorporeal ass to Purgatory before the real mortal soul traffickers catch you. The sooner you recycle yourself, the better. Oh, and whatever you do, do not go to the Upper World! Don't let yourself be fooled by pretty, glowing people with shining, white wings--follow them, and you'll never see this place again."

((If you can sense magic, you may have noticed by now that Leslie is wearing a glamour.))