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Melody had called Maddy the next morning, after meeting Theresa in the coffee shop, and asked her if she was working that day. She really wanted to try the potion, and it had a half life of thirty six hours before it started losing its potency. She'd been checking the colour and giving the bottle the shake it needed every so often to prevent the ingredients from separating.

When Maddy said she was working the late shift Melody was glad, and asked her to meet her for an early lunch, as Melody was working that afternoon and evening at a function in the Skylark. She hurried along the sidewalk, turning into the plaza and glancing up at the clock displayed in the centre of the outdoor dining area. She was a little late and she scanned the area, looking for Maddy. A series of small cafes and restaurants clustered around the area, making the most of the lunchtime trade from the businesses located all around.

Re: Testing time

on 2014-04-12 06:10 am (UTC)
maddy_ricks: (bite thumb)
Posted by [personal profile] maddy_ricks
“If it doesn’t work, we…” Maddy trailed off and bit her lip. She was a natural risk-taker but knew that her friend was not. “We cast a spell to restore you to factory setting,” she stated simply but firmly. Was that even a thing? She didn’t know. “Listen… you should go into this spell calm and collected. Emotions probably muck with mystical energy. I once unlocked a door to Boston and wound up in a hell-verse version of it, just because I was menstrual.”

She shook that memory off and looked at the tiny bottle and its contents.

“I say take it here. But just… just do a little at first, that way you can modulate until you get the ideal effect.”

That sounded smart, right? Oh god. What if Melody took this stuff and became a raging bitch?

Maddy smiled to cover up the thought.

Re: Testing time

on 2014-04-12 06:28 am (UTC)
maddy_ricks: (Default)
Posted by [personal profile] maddy_ricks
“Here’s to a new you!”

Maddy crossed both of her fingers and curled her toes. It was hard to watch, so she squeezed her eyes shut.

Re: Testing time

on 2014-04-12 06:40 am (UTC)
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Posted by [personal profile] brian_campo
Brian spotted them from across the plaza. Brunch was most assuredly the wrong end of the day, but he was awake early to pop a gift in the mail for Angela and grab food before a shift at Tracks. His boss Billie had requested a specific type of yuppie sandwich that he could only get in a cheese shop down here. The brown paper sack dangled from his fingers as he jumped onto the seat of a bench and hopped over the back.

He recognized Melody’s profile. The last time he saw her, Brian stepped on her foot and smashed her into a wall. He thought it might be funny to startle her, in keeping with the trend, and see if she’d make that high-pitched squeaking sound again.

Through a haze of bushes he crept up behind the chattering brunettes, his headphones and a noisy track by New Order ensuring that he missed their conversation. Just as Maddy shut her eyes, Brian grabbed Melody by the shoulders and shook her, making a strange, “Blrrrrddddrrrrdahhhh!” sound.

Re: Testing time

on 2014-04-12 06:58 am (UTC)
maddy_ricks: (uh srsly)
Posted by [personal profile] maddy_ricks
“BRIAN!” Maddy lunged for the vial, but it was too late. As she stood up, her Coke can turned over and spilled foam in a cold stream down her bare leg. “You ass! That was a po— uhhhhh pretty fucked up thing to do!” She stole napkins off a neighboring table, but once in her hand, she didn’t know what to do with them. Swab the remaining liquid from Mel’s tongue?

Instead, she did a half-assed job of mopping up the mess on her leg, all the while watching her friend with a cautious expression. When she caught Brian’s eye again, she jabbed a finger at the tiny vessel, then at her mouth, then hissed ‘magic!’
Edited on 2014-04-12 06:58 am (UTC)

Re: Testing time

on 2014-04-12 07:07 am (UTC)
brian_campo: (dubious)
Posted by [personal profile] brian_campo
His first thought was that Melody choked on a beverage. A really strong one. Jeez, was she tying one on this early in the day? Granted he was the last person to judge, but…

He flinched as she clutched his shoulder. Mel didn’t smell like booze but he’d seen that sloppy posture before, that utter lack of vocal coordination, so looked to Maddy for help. “What’s she saying?” The only word he picked out was ‘kiss’. It wasn’t a horrible thought, but he didn’t think it was a real invitation.

Jab, jab, magic.

Brian blanched white up to his hairline. “Oh…shhhhhhit.” He splayed his hands but didn’t know where to put them. The sandwich bag hit the ground. “Oh god. Can you—can you stick your finger down your throat?” he asked, employing the tried-and-true method of dodging alcohol poisoning.

“What’s it do?” he demanded.

Re: Testing time

on 2014-04-12 07:18 am (UTC)
maddy_ricks: (nerd glasses)
Posted by [personal profile] maddy_ricks
“Whoa!”

Maddy’s eyes bulged from the sockets as she watched Melody’s fingers squeeze Brian’s ass like a tube of playdough. “Uh…”

Frantic, she looked for a solution.

She grabbed a glass of ice water from a passing waitress and dumped it on her friends.

Re: Testing time

on 2014-04-12 07:32 am (UTC)
brian_campo: (Default)
Posted by [personal profile] brian_campo
Brian’s eyes widened, he opened his mouth, and then Melody – shy, awkward, rule obeying Melody – had her tongue down his throat. “Mmphh—!” He stood stock-still, palms in the air as if to tell the world, ‘it wasn’t me, I didn’t do it!’ His earphones hung crookedly around his neck.

She’s a pretty good kisser, he thought randomly, right before she cupped his ass.

Man, she was really gripping.

In the space of a few seconds, he thought about Valerie, and whether standing here in shocked acceptance was considered cheating, and whether their flexible relationship had a concept of cheating, and whether Valerie would just wish she was here to partake, and then, what the hell, he’d kiss Melody back because after all, he did poison her, and just as he was angling his face and returning the gesture, COLD!

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