>> You promised one day we could, it's what you said on the phone

[witchmaker.livejournal.com]

[ Currently, she's sitting at the bar once more, wearing a black and white dress and looking solemn. She's wearing long black gloves, which she stops to adjust now and then, but otherwise she's entertaining herself with a matchbook and a tall glass, lighting matches and watching them burn, then tossing them into the glass so they wink and go out. ]

(( Last post for her half of the experiment. ))

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[witchmaker.livejournal.com]

I was the one who didn't shoot 'em fast enough. [ Little smile. ] 'Sides, it worked out in the end.

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

You're not, you know... [he scratches his head] Mad, or anything?

[witchmaker.livejournal.com]

[ Sigh. She'll grab his collar now, and pull him over for a quick kiss. ] You really think I'd get all steamed over that?

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

[Mmf, but he grins a bit when she breaks away] Well, I dunno. Thought maybe you would.

[witchmaker.livejournal.com]

Well, you were wrong. [ She smirks a little, tipping her head. ] Gonna miss this, though. Princesses can't get 'way with this kinda behavior back home. Not even one like me.

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

[He rests his hand on hers] I'm gonna miss it, too.

[witchmaker.livejournal.com]

S'nice to know, though. What freedom's like. What choosin' your own path feels like.