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[fleurescence]

Who: Wizards and WITCHES
Where: AlcheME!
When: Day 138, morning

[Rise and shine everybody, you’ve got newbies banging on your taped up bedroom doors]

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[foxorcist]

[ she's okay! She's okay! Good. ]

T— took you long enough...

[fleurescence]

Uh, I'm sorry to have made you wait.

[...not letting go of the wall...]

[foxorcist]

...why are you doing that?

[fleurescence]

Hmm? I'm not doing anything.

[foxorcist]

You're holding onto the doorframe.

[fleurescence]

[...Let's go of it and stands very still]

See? Fine.

[foxorcist]

Take a step or two.

[fleurescence]

Uh...

[She can make it two steps. Easy. You got this L.

She lets go of the frame and takes one very wobbly step forward, then another, throwing her arms out to balance herself.]

[foxorcist]

[ oh no, oh no, reaching out to catch her ]

What are you a baby deer?

[fleurescence]

[Grabs onto her hand and tries to steady herself]

No! I'm just... Adjusting! Also thank you.

[foxorcist]

Like for serious? You were moving around just fine before you got dressed.

[fleurescence]

Yeah, but, these feel weird.

[Looks down at the boots she's wearing. They've got a tiny heel she should not be having this much trouble but SHOES ARE BAD]

[foxorcist]

Sooo. Take them off?

[fleurescence]

That may be for the best.

[Sheepishly pulling them off]

[foxorcist]

Better?

[fleurescence]

[Wriggles her toes on the floor]

Much.

[foxorcist]

That's an easy fix.

[fleurescence]

They're probably not that important anyway.

[And then B shrinks them with MAGIC]

[foxorcist]

[ WHOA ]

...what just happened?

[fleurescence]

He shrunk them! Look at this!

[Holding out her tiny shoes :o]

[foxorcist]

Tiny! Shoes! So small!

[ they're super cute that way ]

[fleurescence]

B says we can shrink things like this too if we have enough points.

[foxorcist]

W— we could have a whole table of cute tiny things!

[fleurescence]

Oh my gosh, oh my gosh can you imagine? Think of all the tiny furniture.

[foxorcist]

And little plates, with little cakes— real ones!

Weren't we supposed to go get cake too?