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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 09:20 pm (UTC)
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Brian was appalled. “The least offensive thing on that list is the penises.” He pulled the headphones from his neck and began to wrap the cord. “Besides, I’ll tell you my secrets when you own up to your real age.”

Maddy snorted and kept smoking, deliberately looking at their neighbors.

He ignored his friend for the moment and focused on Melody. “Yeah for almost a year. Came out of nowhere.” He wished he had a pair of sunglasses because it was bright, even with the umbrella overhead. “Sometimes I second guess myself. You’re lucky I stopped breaking things every time I get caught off guard. That definitely counted.”

He stretched out his hand for the vial. It was probably empty, but if there were a few drops left, he wouldn’t mind taking a hit.

Re: Testing time

on 2014-04-12 10:14 pm (UTC)
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Posted by [personal profile] brian_campo
“You’d make a good dealer,” Brian said, subtly taking the container from her palm. He looked around to make sure nobody was looking at them, muttered, “Telekinesis,” in case he was supposed to focus on something specific, and then tossed it back, hoping the momentum would coax any remaining liquid out. A few droplets hit the roof of his mouth. He tapped it like a ketchup bottle and then handed it back with a sour face, “Man, that tastes horrible.”

A waiter approached and asked if they’d like a round of drinks.

“Yeah, water,” he said, wiping his palms on his jeans.

Re: Testing time

on 2014-04-12 10:15 pm (UTC)
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Posted by [personal profile] maddy_ricks
Maddy gave him a pointed look. “Aren’t you supposed to be leaving?” she chirped.

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