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"To those who would know about prom...  I have gained a formal dress but, I am unfamiliar with the rituals of painting one's face and adorning one's self with the spoils of war.  What if there is no war to gain spoils from?  Where will one gain adornment then?  How vexing...  I wish this to go off perfectly, or the quest reward may be unwanted."

[action] Front yard of 1128 Taylor Road

[Liz is tending her garden, and singing something in an odd language that if you use magic, understand magic, or are magic, but don't speak Lost Carcosan is one of the most frightening songs you've heard.  If you do understand it, its about clouds, butterflies and birdies.  She's planting butterfly bushes and lilacs]

[action] Elizabeth is downtown

[She's window shopping, pondering a bit, looking more at odds and ends than anything nice while humming the Auria for Everyone's soul, later she'll stop at the music store and play it on the piano while thinking]

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[bitemescumbag.livejournal.com]

The Necro-what?

...No. Better question. Aint it kinda a bad idea to sing in wizard-talk? Like, "summon-monsters-and-stuff" bad idea?

[ ...Yeah. He just doesn't get magic.]

[elevatoravatar.livejournal.com]

"No. Summoning monsters requires sacrifice, bindings and rituals. Its no more dangerous than using the words abra kadabera in a song..."

[bitemescumbag.livejournal.com]

[He mutters to himself.]

...That explains a lot, actually.

Err. So, you're not gonna drop a pile of fangs n'claws on me?

[elevatoravatar.livejournal.com]

"I..... Have a lilac bush... It will grow lovely purple flowers."

[The sun glints off her golden eyes in kind of a creepy way as she says that]

[bitemescumbag.livejournal.com]

[Man Liz why you gotta have the mad science glint goin' you know what that inspires right.

It is SUSPICION.]

Ah huh... And that's all?

[elevatoravatar.livejournal.com]

"Oh no! Not at all! Also butterfly bushes."

[She smiles, still doing the mad genius/evil wizard eye glint thing]

[bitemescumbag.livejournal.com]

Right.

[Beat.]

Could you try to turn down that maniac gleam in your eye a notch? It's, uh... freaky? Kinda.

[elevatoravatar.livejournal.com]

"But... I have never gardened before... The prospect is exhilarating... To think of the color possibilities and the coming of insects that make honey."

[bitemescumbag.livejournal.com]

Yer enthusiasm for the glories of horticulture is inspiring, lady.

[elevatoravatar.livejournal.com]

"As is yours for sarcasm... But... Seeing as how this is all so new, is it not better than summoning demons or whispering horrible nothings in someone's ear?"

[bitemescumbag.livejournal.com]

[A smirk - you're pretty decent with the sarcasm yourself, Liz.]

Heh heh... I just gotta be me, y'know? You're right though, might as well try out new stuff while stuck in this place.

[elevatoravatar.livejournal.com]

"While this is in many ways a prison, for some, being trapped with the one thing their heart desires most is not so bad. So, I am trying to make the best of things."

[bitemescumbag.livejournal.com]

...Y'know, you're right on the money there. S'a good way to look at all this.

[He's... actually being sincere. Or he's gotten good at masking sarcasmwhich will never happen]

You aren't half bad when you're not giving off "doomsayer and mad doctor" vibes!

[Pity he'll never learn "tact" either.]

[elevatoravatar.livejournal.com]

"Indeed... But, I have no doctor training, I merely have been trained to pluck the voices that speak to the subconscious and give man power over them."

[She smiles]

[bitemescumbag.livejournal.com]

I... don't think I know what you mean. Is that like some kinda shrink?

[Did you not hear her say she was not a doctor Yuri?]

[elevatoravatar.livejournal.com]

"Inside most people, are links to gods, demons and heroes waiting to be brought to the surface. Not everyone has the power to do so, but those who are blessed with that... They come to my master to do so, and I assist him."

[bitemescumbag.livejournal.com]

That... sounds familiar. Your master someone I might know?

[elevatoravatar.livejournal.com]

"Have you ever met Igor of the Velvet Room?"

[bitemescumbag.livejournal.com]

Uh... don't think I have. Can't remember any "Igor" or "Velvet Room", anyway. Guess I was wrong.

[Still, that description she gave is eerily like fusion. Yuri will be deep in thoughtthinking over that one s'more.]

[elevatoravatar.livejournal.com]

"There are very few guests... That and sometimes there are usually contracts to keep those with power in line..."

[bitemescumbag.livejournal.com]

Contracts too? You work for some kind of demon-rental service or something? And here I thought ol' Albert had to go through trouble to get his...

[elevatoravatar.livejournal.com]

"Not rental. No."

[bitemescumbag.livejournal.com]

Oh. Well. That's a relief then, I guess?

[Talking to this woman is a good way to become confused, he is beginning to suspect.]

[elevatoravatar.livejournal.com]

"What sort of madman would only form a temporary contract? That leaves the power free to do what it wants to you once it is over. That seems to be how rentals are held out here..."

[bitemescumbag.livejournal.com]

Uhh, someone who doesn't care about the consequences?

[He shrugs.]

Not like they're hard to get back in line anyway.