PC: Maya

[overlimit]

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[overlimit]

Yeah, on my fist.

[no shame.]

[feytality]

Woah! You guys were punching it out?

[ more like molly got his ass kicked ]

[overlimit]

No, I just gave him a thrashing. Waking up in a strange room, next to some weirdo... I figured he was the worst kind of creep.

Looks like he wasn't at fault, though, so it's probably a good thing that I couldn't kill him.

[feytality]

Wow! You really let him have it.

[ maya seems more impressed than anything. ]

But yeah, I know what you mean. I freaked out when I woke up too... I let Mr. Sieghart have it.

[ aka she fell on him and flailed uselessly ]

[overlimit]

Well, seemed like he got over it quickly enough.

[so there's no problem!]

That aside... What should we do with this? [the laundry.] I usually just wash stuff the easy way, but that's not an option here.

[feytality]

We all have those days sometimes...

[ do they. ]

Well, there's got to be a laundry room around here somewhere, right? We just need to soak the blood in cold water before we wash them.

[overlimit]

A laundry room...? All right, let's try that.

[rita's never seen one before, but that sounds like a thing that plausibly exists.]

You ever been in a place like this before?

[feytality]

[ mods say one exists somewhere in the dorm so they will find it... eventually ]

Nope! [ don't sound so proud of that, maya. ] I've been kidnapped before, but not like this. How about you?

[overlimit]

Wh...

No, that's not a thing that normally happens to people, usually...

[feytality]

Well, a lot of things that aren't normal happen to me.

No one's dead, though, so this isn't so bad.

[ this comment will age poorly ]

[overlimit]

I guess I could say the same for myself... hmph.

[she could comment on the dead thing, but oh hey, they found the laundry room.]

Guess you were right. They've got machines for this kind of stuff?

[rita's just dropping what she was carrying on the floor and immediately checking out the washing machines.]

[feytality]

That makes us both pros in the abnormal, huh?

[ maya gathers up the stuff to start soaking it in cold water while rita checks it out. ]

What, you've never used a washing machine before?

[overlimit]

[rita pulls her head out of said washing machine to answer. she wanted to get a good look at the inside.]

Nope. If I really need something washed, I usually just blast it with water magic and hang it to dry.

[feytality]

[ her eyes light up at the talk of magic, distracting her from questioning rita being a weirdo ]

You have magic to do laundry?!

[overlimit]

Yeah. I use magic for pretty much everything I can. Comes with being a mage.

[feytality]

Is that normal where you're from? No one calls you a witch or anything?

[overlimit]

I get called a lot of things, but not for that.

I'm from Aspio, the City of Magic. Almost everyone from there is a scholar of magic, like me.

[feytality]

[ maya seems pretty openly relieved... weirdly ]

That's really cool! And convenient... I'd love to just zap, pow, laundry done!

[ that's how magic works, right ]

[overlimit]

Well, you still have to deal with the annoying stuff, like stripping the bed, waiting for everything to dry, putting it all back afterward...

It's a pain in the ass, so I usually put it off for as long as I can.

[feytality]

You can't use.. levitation magic or something?

[ that's not how that works ]

[overlimit]

[shakes head]

Nope. If I used wind magic, I’d just send everything flying. The only thing I can levitate consistently is myself.

[hey, does it seem like Maya’s doing all the work here? that’s probably because Rita is totally not helping.]

[feytality]

[ she gets away with it this time because maya's too enamoured with magic to comment on it. ]

What about another person?

[ her agenda here is clear ]

[overlimit]

Only if I carry them. The magic makes it possible to support a little extra weight.

[feytality]

....

Think you could carry me? I'm aerodynamically built!

[ subtle ]

[overlimit]

If I still had access to that magic, yeah. I mean, I was able to carry...

[she almost says a name, then seemingly decides against it]

...someone else, so. It's doable.