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[magick-willow.livejournal.com]

Ummm...Hi. I'm new here, Where is here?, and I didn't really mean to come here, but, since I am here...Hi.

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[ah-rosencrantz.livejournal.com]

Hello, m'lady. I am Rosencrantz, and this is Guildenstern. ::gestures vaguely, hoping Guildenstern is somewhere behind:: Would you care to join us (http://www.livejournal.com/community/milliways_bar/38671.html?thread=856847#t856847)? I am afraid I cannot answer your questions about the nature of this place, but my companions might have more knowledge.

[green-eyed-luck.livejournal.com]

Hello, pretty Willow.

[magick-willow.livejournal.com]

Hi. Who are you? Oh, that sounded really rude. I'm sorry.

[green-eyed-luck.livejournal.com]

I am someone who has been watching your career with interest.

[magick-willow.livejournal.com]

My career?...You mean...the magicks? How do you know about that?

[green-eyed-luck.livejournal.com]

I've been helping. And not. Sometimes.

[magick-willow.livejournal.com]

What?! I mean..thank you, but I don't understand...Are you the source of the magicks?

[green-eyed-luck.livejournal.com]

*laughs*

No, dear. I come when least expected, and never do quite what you predict. You can call on me as much as you will and I'll never answer. I cannot be bid by anyone, but I'll favour those I will... and turn on them in an instant.

It's best you don't say my name- invocation does so get my back up.

[magick-willow.livejournal.com]

Well, thank you, for what ever help you've given me. May I order you a drink?

[green-eyed-luck.livejournal.com]

Thank you. An absinthe, if you would. And watch the bar staff- they have a bad track record with the stuff.

[magick-willow.livejournal.com]

*waves her hand over the bar* Ooh! That is nasty isn't it? What did they do to it?
Hang on...

*concentrates and points*
*a glass of absinthe appears*

I think this is clean.

[green-eyed-luck.livejournal.com]

You're getting nothing for yourself?

[magick-willow.livejournal.com]

I have a kind of a bad track record with addictive substances...

[green-eyed-luck.livejournal.com]

Of course.

Bad Luck.

[magick-willow.livejournal.com]

I don't mind it...

[green-eyed-luck.livejournal.com]

Don't mind having to go without? Or don't mind the fire, the craving, the release that you know is transitory before the desire starts again...

[magick-willow.livejournal.com]

Don't mind either. They both need to happen.

[green-eyed-luck.livejournal.com]

When did you last give in, little Willow?

[magick-willow.livejournal.com]

When my love died. I need the release but I can't just damn the consequences and go. Great power, great responsiblity, etc...

[green-eyed-luck.livejournal.com]

Great responsibility?

Remember, little Willow- responsibility is *taken*. You must *take* responsibility for your actions. The choice is yours.

[magick-willow.livejournal.com]

Was it you who decided that Tara should not come back?

[green-eyed-luck.livejournal.com]

Well I think I'm flattered. I have power, but not over the realms of the Dead. The moments before, perhaps.

But you're pretty when you cry.

[magick-willow.livejournal.com]

How dare you?

*Vanishes*

[green-eyed-luck.livejournal.com]

*raises an eyebrow*

Pity.

*sips drink*