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Jezebel was out on her stoop this evening, waiting for Pilot to get over there. When he'd finally returned from whatever outing he'd been on, Ophelia'd had him call her back, and she'd asked him to come over.

The girl was wearing jeans and a tank top today, her long brown curls fluffed out a bit - kind of like Tori's - let loose under a bandana to keep them out of her face. By her legs, Jeff the puppy was rushing around and barking playfully at things. He was a good dog.

Jeff immediately bounded over to start barking at Pilot curiously before jumping up and trying to lick his face. The puppy didn't know who this was but Jeze's books smelled like him and she smelled like him sometimes too so that couldnt' be too bad right?

The girl snorted, "Down Jeff! You'll knock him over! Down!" she called, in a voice that was pretty and authoritative at the same time. It was so weird seeing her giving orders in a not-bossy or snobby way.

"Thanks for coming over." she said before pointing to another box on the stoop. "Here's the last lot back. I've been taking notes on them but so far nothing's really making sense for what I need to do."

She snorted, pushing the two boxes back so they could sit on the stairs together. "You got a point there." she agreed, reaching out to pet Jeff's head when he put it in her lap.

"You are a droolmonster. A slobbery slobbery drool monster." she told him but scratched the pup behind his ears and pet him a bit before pushing his head off her knee. "Go be useful." It wasn't a command really, just her being silly. The dog seemed used to this and wandered away a bit to sniff at things again.

"He's a good boy." she agreed, a little smile on her face before turning back to Pilot.

"Well, I've read a lot of stuff but I dunno. A lot of them have really weird gimmicks." she explained.

"You wouldn't believe how hard I had to work to get him." the girl grumbled, "I had to be NICE and WELL BEHAVED for a MONTH!" she grumbled, though it was obvious there was a twinkle of affection for the pup in her eyes and she seemed to smile more at the comment about him liking her.

"Yeah that I noticed." she commented, "If what I've been reading is right, I have to be magic based then."

"I know right? My mother asks just the most awful things of me." she joked, throwing a hand to her forehead in a mocking manner. "She makes me do chores too, what am I a housemaid?" she snorted at that. Actually, she'd kept up the habit of doing her chores out of sheer boredom and habit after the month was over.

"Nah, poison isn't my style and I don't like brute forcing if I don't have to. Though carrying around a big weapon would be fun."

"Or you know, do something ridiculous like carrying jugs of bleach and detergent several blocks from the store and down stairs to do laundry, nope never happening." she said with rolled eyes and snorted. "Makes me dress in rags to do it too." No, that had definitely not been her choice to wear, nope. "Hey, don't you usually have on those funny pants? Overalls or somethin?"

"Mmmm maybe I'll look into it," she agreed, "but I dunno, magic's appealing for some reason. It just seems to fit."

"I'd comment on how you stained them, but that joke makes itself." she commented, snorted as Jeff brought Pilot a stick. "Looks like he wants to play."

"Eh, I'll look into it. My mom knows about Magic at the very least. She can show me."

"You'll get it when you're older." she told him, patting his arm lightly.

"I will. For now I'll just have to think on it. And on something to wear! Those gimmicky types have weird costumes."