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Post by midnightchaos on May 25, 2012 11:38:14 GMT -5
Mae Smiled "Proberly a bit of both" She sat back down, stroking what looked like thin air, But what Mae knew was Lynxy, Her oldest cat. "The fact is I'm still trapped here, Waiting to see what happens. When i get bored I'll escape. I have some... Things to do here..." Her eyes wondered off into the distance as if she was remembering something. "Anyway, How about you? Have you still got the proverbial marbles?" She smirked.
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Philomela
Bloody Leech
William, Mercy, Godelieve. Crazy, crazier, craziest.
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Post by Philomela on May 25, 2012 13:37:29 GMT -5
Mercy nearly asked what Mae was stroking & what she was looking at, but she remembered exactly where she was now, & so she decided to shrug this off for now.
"Oh, I think I'm of rather sound mind." She told her cellmate. "Don't I look it?" She shook her head to & fro, mostly to shake the curls she was so fond of that fell around her head. "I'm just here because ladies don't commit crimes because of a lapse of judgement, but of sanity, according to our legal system. From what you're saying, it doesn't sound much better than a prison, though..." She frowned. "I was hoping I had been lucky to avoid the jailhouse."
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Post by midnightchaos on May 25, 2012 14:32:44 GMT -5
"A prison would have made for an easier escape" Mae grimaced. Then checking no-guards were looking she swirled her hand letting black energy flow around it. She grinned. "Not that i couldn't escape if i wanted to" She threw her hand towards the bars across the window. One of the bars disintegrated. "They say Witchcraft is an illness, They're wrong. It's a blessing" She continued to stroke her Cat. "So if you are as sane as you believe, are you going to attempt a breakout? or wait and see if something better comes up?" She asked eyeing Mercy carefully, but visibly more relaxed in her company than she was previously.
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Philomela
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William, Mercy, Godelieve. Crazy, crazier, craziest.
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Post by Philomela on May 25, 2012 22:05:38 GMT -5
"Wa-heyyy-yeow!" Mercy crowed, rocking back onto her ass in amazement. "That is something! I mean, maybe I shouldn't be so shocked, but I've never seen anything quite like that!" She was distracted with that for a spell, giggling to herself. "But, ah, hmmm." She gave Mae's question some thought. "I think I'll see what I'm up against, first. I don't want to leave too quickly & miss something exciting."
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Post by midnightchaos on May 26, 2012 9:49:35 GMT -5
Mae smirked at the reaction, what she had just done was some pretty weak magic. "Good thinking, stick around and seek opportunities." Mae decided She quite Liked Mercy, and made a mental note not to kill her. Maybe it was they she reminded her of emily a little. Her family instinct peeping it's head out again. "Got any tricks of your own?" She asked.
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Philomela
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William, Mercy, Godelieve. Crazy, crazier, craziest.
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Post by Philomela on May 28, 2012 19:12:11 GMT -5
"Tricks, tricks." Mercy thought to herself, tapping her chin for effect. "Weeeell. If we had stones, I could juggle them. If we had a hoop, I could bend around it. If we had fire, I probably wouldn't be able to breathe it, but I would try." She paused, smiled, held up a finger to ask for a moment of time. From her small waist cincher she pulled a penny flute, no longer nor thicker than a flower stem. She brought it to her small mouth to play a quick, manic little tune. There was a sound of foot steps & a guard plodded to their cell.
"Hello." He said thickly, eyes glazed.
"Hi, there." She responded. "Could you fetch some scones for me & my friend here?" & a curtsy, for good measure.
The guard nodded, dragging his feet on the stone floor as he went to do her bidding.
Mercy clapped her hands, then turned back to Mae. "It's really only small things, but it comes in handy!"
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Post by midnightchaos on May 31, 2012 4:32:32 GMT -5
Mae lifted an eyebrow. Impressive she thought. "Nice trick, very useful." This could change things... "Also i like scones, so, doubly good," Mae thought for a second. Mecy would be very helpful in many a situation, and she seemed to be on the better side of insanity. She could sense a good Alliance. "Well Mercy, I Believe that we shall get on very well then." She said offering a hand to shake.
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Philomela
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William, Mercy, Godelieve. Crazy, crazier, craziest.
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Post by Philomela on Jun 8, 2012 10:53:46 GMT -5
Mercy took the hand of her new partner in crime to kiss its knuckles in a chivalrous manner. "I think that this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship." she grinned her pointed little grin as she took a plate of desserts from the guard to offer her. "I trust you've got a few things up that very well-dressed sleeve of yours?"
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Post by midnightchaos on Jun 8, 2012 11:51:17 GMT -5
Mae looked at her hand where Mercy had kissed it, with a bemused manner. "Indeed I have," she said. Taking one of the scone's grinning slightly. "I've got a deal going with one of the staff members, but I'm afraid I'm rather limited in my powers. They took my witch's tome when I came, along with my gems and candels" she looked wistfully at the window. How powerful she would be with it. "It's rather rude of them, however they did not relive me of this" she held up a small ribbon. "which is really all i need"
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