flickerflash | Backdated to the 15th, after Jilly's post

[Recently Katie was kidnapped by the Malnosso. The usual story, really. Only she found herself not minding so much, because mostly all they did was shut her in a room with a box of chalk and blackboards and pens and paper and television with all kinds of cartoons, and music, and they told her to do whatever she felt like. The only thing she hated were the shots, and she doesn't know what those were for. But they were meant to be for her own good, so they said. Weird and made no sense.

Today, she finally understands what they were trying to do.

Might have helped, if they weren't who they were.]

[Written]

Dear Jack,

I seem to have forgotten everything, so I'll be home in a few minutes to look under the couch cushions. It's always the last place you look, isn't it? Don't worry, I'm still alive.

Love, Silvertoes.

Dear everyone else,

Could the person who gave me a hand the other morning come find me? I'd like to thank you for saving my life. If you don't have time, don't worry. I'll find you instead.

Love

[...screw it. She leaves it there. She can't go home yet-- the glamour is newly awakened and she can still feel it spitting and sparking and sometimes dying, and she can't properly control it. And right now she has a lot to think through. Not the least of which being she died.

So she'll be out in the forest until further notice. Angry and upset and thinking she's going to kill someone for doing this to her, or maybe she'll just give in to the urge to cry instead. She's only nine. Going on three hundred.

Someone's paying for this.]

((ooc: You are more than welcome to stumble across her in the forest; however, keep in mind that if you do, you run the risk of your character being enchanted. That means seeing the world the way Katie sees it, and that includes seeing all of your echoes and the echoes of others. For more information, see Katie's permissions post.

...and fill it out while you're there, if you wouldn't mind. |Da

Just to set the date right in everyone's head, this is the same day Ragna is tearing up the forest.))

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Dear Capt. Jack, Do you think there might be other treasure in the trunk? I'd hate to melt it all by mistake. The mermaids might be cross with you again. Yours faithfully, Silvertoes (Cabin Girl)

If you melt it down we can shape it into anything we like. Your own captain, Jack PS -- The mermaids will always be cross with me, no matter what I do. Especially Marina. It's alright.

Edited 2012-06-18 17:43 (UTC)

[Long silence. Or at least, a long absence of a reply.]

Are you sure?

As sure as I've been of anything. Where are you? What's wrong?!!?!

I'm in the bar. I thought I'd get drunk. Do you think being drunk is catching?

What if I get drunk for the both of us? Buffy would like that more better.

But I'm already drunk. Also, don't drink the ginnes guiness. It tastes like honey.

......I shall be there promptly. Don't move.

I shall stay precisely where I am, in the bar. If you can't see me, it's because I'm hiding from assassins.

[She really doesn't want him to go to the bar looking for her when she's nowhere in evidence there.

[Too bad, he's going. :|

The next message comes a bit later:]

Bloody hell child there are no assassins here come OUT.

[Drat.]

You were too late. I've been assassinated.

[Though he might run into a certain Slayer there, if Buffy follows through on that threat.]

[It is definitely possible that Buffy will be there, too.]

Could you unassassinate yourself for a pirate what cares?

Only religious people can unassassinate themselves. [But she's giggling to herself, despite the day. It makes her feel better.]

I could come and haunt you.