>> 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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[contract_star]

...Angela?

[witchmaker.livejournal.com]

[ Little smile. ] That's my name, don't wear it out.

[contract_star]

What are you doing?

[witchmaker.livejournal.com]

Takin' a break from our girls' night. Figured I'd pop up here while Liz n' Betty dance with their fellas.

[immortalmistake.livejournal.com]

[Standing rather awkwardly nearby]


[[Ffffplaceholder I think]]

[witchmaker.livejournal.com]

Hey, buddy, thought I told you I ain't dancin' with no one but my fel-- [ She turns to look, then blushes. ] Ah. Firo. Sorry, forgot where I was.

((S'cool, take your time. :3 ))

[contract_star]

I meant with the matches. [Seven years, but the image of Misaki methodically lighting matches is still in his head.]

[witchmaker.livejournal.com]

Hmm? Oh. Some yuppy gave it to me. [ She turns the matchbook so he can see it. There's a telephone number written on it. ] Pretty sleazy, huh? Figure I might put it to use one way, since I sure ain't usin' it the other way.

[buckingbronco.livejournal.com]

You look nice.

[contract_star]

[Slight smirk.] A good idea, I suppose.

[witchmaker.livejournal.com]

As if I have time for another man in my life.

Hey, Hei?

[witchmaker.livejournal.com]

I told you, I ain't gonna da-- [ She looks up at Dino, then grins sheepishly. ] Oh, right. Plane. Heya, Dino.

[buckingbronco.livejournal.com]

Hey yourself. [Leans against the bar] Were you doing something special?

[witchmaker.livejournal.com]

[ She sets the matchbook down. ] Girls night out with Liz and Betty. They're off dancin', so I thought I'd hang out here a bit.

[contract_star]

Of course not.

[=_=] Yes?

[witchmaker.livejournal.com]

Did I become Queen?

[buckingbronco.livejournal.com]

You didn't feel like dancing? [Picks up the matchbook, examining it.]

[contract_star]

You did. I remember the coronation.

[witchmaker.livejournal.com]

You guys attended it? [ She tucks some hair back behind her ear. ]

[witchmaker.livejournal.com]

Not with any of the guys there. Liz and Betty wanted to flirt, but I just wasn't into it, y'know? [ She dumps the wet and blackened matches from the glass out into her hand. ]

[contract_star]

Sure. Our worlds were pretty well merged by then.

[witchmaker.livejournal.com]

That makes sense.

[contract_star]

...Is something on your mind?

[witchmaker.livejournal.com]

I... want to take comfort in that. I really do.

But before, when I was shot. You were surprised, weren't you?

[contract_star]

...I was.