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Subject: ::double trouble... just kidding::


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Max
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Date Posted: 18:31:28 07/24/05 Sun
In reply to: Alicia Baslazari 's message, "$You could say that again$" on 15:26:39 07/21/05 Thu

Ah. ::nodding at the explanation for the somber ceremony taking place in Potted-Plantsville, she shakes her head and moves right along. pushing her crimson locks out of her eyes, she nods again and moves over to the bookcase. looking down, she sighs and begins shifting the intact objects away from the rubble. books, a few unbroken trinkets and the like, all went to sit on a clean place on the floor. looking down at the splintered wood and broken glass, she thinks of possibilities. manual labor? picking it up by hand and attempting to fix the wreckage? using what little magic she had to her name? giving up and tossing the thing? well, no on the the first one because the bookcase was a little far gone for that. and no on the third one because it wasn't hers to throw out. option two it was, then.

closing her eyes, veiling those bright green gems with lids of porcelain, she finds her center and attempts to recall what she knew of magic. in her minds eye, she pictures the bookcase whole, feeling out the splinters and the shards of glass. knitting them back together wasn't so bad, just tedious, sort of like a puzzle. but luckily it did not take quite so long as a puzzle, and within a few minutes most of the damage is undone. opening her eyes, she looks at her work and smiles. ha! she could work a little magic when she wanted to. in your face, Jon. picking up the shelf with her own two hands, she rights it and begins stuffing things back on the shelves. books, odds and ends, everything goes back on. stepping back, she admires the final product and calls out:: Alicia? I'm all done with this. Anything else I can help with? ::well, wasn't she just Helpy Helperson today? brillant::


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