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She doesn't look innocent when she sleeps. Far from in fact, she's curled far more akin to a hound than a human, cheek cradled on her towel. Her wet hair is spread in the grass like blood, her scarred back turned towards a small fire that leaps and jumps tiredly in the growing night.

There's a plate with lunch on it as well, a sandwich with a few bites taken, a bit of fruit...it seems that the call to sleep was too great after her swim though...so, Rachel is asleep by the lake, there's room enough at the fire for more though.

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[magick-willow.livejournal.com]

Would you?

*Her eyes light up*

What do I have to do?

[futures_of_ash]

"Nothing really, I won't let you fall...just don't look down and start screaming or anything" she chuckled, standing and stretching until her spine popped a bit.

"Unless you might be able to do it on your own?" she asked curiously.

[magick-willow.livejournal.com]

I...I've never tried. But...I think I can do a flying spell, so maybe a floating spell isn't too far off?

*She closes her eyes and tries something, taking a step onto the water. Or so she hopes. Actually, her foot sort of bounces off the water and she lands on her ass*

Okay...Not like that.

[futures_of_ash]

And Rachel watches curiously, but manages not to laugh "So, you're a mage?" she asked, offering a hand up.

She hasn't a magical bone in her body, but that doesn't mean she can't be curious.

[magick-willow.livejournal.com]

Witch. At least, that's what we call it where I come from.

*She hauls herself up*

Second try. Less surface tension.

*She steps out again. This time, her foot passes through the water. And the ground underneath it. She's hip deep in water and mud*

Shit.