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Maddalena nods thoughtfully but is not completely convinced that her situation would work the way the young witch thinks. “My what?” she asks, meeting her gaze.
"Basically - because this has happened before - when an immortal falls to earth, they're to be claimed by a mortal and serve them until those who are still immortal deem you worthy of regaining your status." Mallory says, making a pen off the table float - a fidget for her ADHD. "Also, I'm not a witch."
“How interesting.” Maddalena nods, taking note of the floating pen as she considers the arrangement. “And what services would you have me perform, should I agree?”
"That's the funny thing. Watch this." She looks up and says, "I'm Mallory Kranoe, and I claim your service!" Thunder boomed on a clear day. "See? That's your king or whatever binding it. We are now bound by fate, kinda."(is that ok or should i edit?)
(i can do smth diff if you want.)
(that's fine, but it was already starting to rain before Lena came into the house)
(hm. k lemme change that)
Maddalena’s jaw dropped at both the boldness of this woman, Mallory, and the fact that the claim was so binding that they agreed to it. “You… You can’t be serious.” she huffed, though it was unclear whether she was talking to Mallory or the sky. “Fine. But you still have yet to answer my question.” she pointed out, this time obviously addressing Mallory.
"Well," Mallory says, trying to maintain a straight face but failing miserably, "Obviously, your immortal pals want you down here." She spins the pen in the air. "The last time, it was in Manhattan, some god named Apollo, he had to do this huge quest to kill, like, a snake or something." She looks the Goddess in the eyes. "Basically, immortals tend to go to extremes with their kin."
Maddalena scowled at the mention of the others kicking her out of her home. “I don't have any “pals”.” she growled, saying the word with a fair amount of venom. “As for this Apollo… Well, he probably deserved it. He takes so many conquests, it's ridiculous. He may have even got off easy dealing with a snake.” she scoffs. “But I am surprised by how well-versed you are in this situation.”
"Might I remind you I'm a psychic. I see things." Geez this woman is slow with an E. Mallory thinks to herself. "What's your name? I only know you as Crazy Hobo Lady."
“Maddalena, goddess of thievery and mischief.” she smirked, almost dangerously, challenging Mallory to see if she would back down.
(are we doing past or present tense)
(… I don't really know. Most of the time, I think I use past tense out of familiarity. But I can do either.)
(i've been doing present, its easier for me, but whatever you want)
(that's fine. I can make more of an effort to keep it present tense.)
Mallory senses Maddalena's intentions to intimidate her. She holds her gaze. She alters Maddalena's brain and forces her to blink. "You blinked. I win." She giggles.
“You cheated.” Maddalena points out, having felt the mental presence. She's not angry about it though. If anything, she's actually impressed. “Very well. Since this is binding, I'm afraid we’re stuck with each other.”
(OMG imagine that Mallory decides to throw herself off a building thus throwing maddalena off a building LMAO)
(😱 does it actually work that way?!?)
Mallory giggles. "This is where the fun begins." (STAR WARS REFERENCE)
(Well in the apollo books, the mortal could order the apollo around and he is forced to do it against his will)
(so, if we're doing it like that i could just tell maddelena to jump off a building and she would have to)
Maddalena hums with a slight nod, already wondering if this wasn't a mistake. “And what do you think we’ll have to do to accomplish our goal?”
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