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 Posted: Wed Jun 04, 2008 5:08 pm
So I'm finally writing in the book, Raven bought it for me and told me that sometimes writing down how you feel about things helps. I don't know if I believe it really but its worth a shot. I'm all moved into the dorm now and kinda unpacked, some of my stuff is still stacked between me and my roommate, she's such a brat, a little blonde prissy thing and I think I should set Danon on her.
Anyway this is kinda lame so I think I'm done.
-Madeline
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Posted: Thu Aug 07, 2008 10:12 am
Smerdle Back. Back at school. Boring. There were too many rules in place, too many safeguards that kept her from doing whatever she liked in this hellhole.
Danon was lying on her bed, starting up at the patterns in the stuccoed ceiling, thinking about the great strides in familial irritation she had made on her visit home. Too bad Jack liked with his old lady now, or there might have been even more fun to be had.
The school was mostly quiet. Summer classes didn't start for another couple of days and Danon's roommate wasn't attending them anyway. She was alone. The criminal began to doze off, brow furrowed in perpetual distaste.
Madeline was bored, very bored, and there was no one here that she could hang out with, except Danon, which is why she was headed to Danon's room right now. She tried the door and found it unlocked, so she edged into the room before jumping on Danon's bed "Boo!"
"s**t!" Danon screeched, jerking up into a sitting position before she was fully awake. "Get the ********... oh." Her screaming fit died on her lips, but the girl didn't apologize, her face simply broke into a grin. "Entertain me."
Madeline stuck out her tongue. "Why should I? You entertain me." She smiled and poked Danon in the nose. "Because I can't entertain myself how the hell should I be able to entertain you?"
Danon's scowl returned and she ducked her head and rubbed at the spot Madeline had poked her. "Well, I don't know what to do. We could go outside, I guess." They were only allowed in the courtyard without supervision, but at least it was better than here. She had heard that this school was full of strange nooks and crannies that demanded exploration, but Danon was more the type to let others tell her about their adventures than to risk her own neck.
Madeline sighed. "Well you're useful aren't you." She stuck her tongue out again. "Well I do have a book in my room..." she trailed off, she had managed to track down a magic book while she had been at home and smuggled it back into the school. She wanted to try it but at the same time she was a bit scared, what if it didn't work.
"Let's go get it then," Danon prompted. "Unless it's, like, math or something and you're just being a d**k."
"Nope no math." She stood up. "Science instead." She stuck out her tongue and started to head for her room not looking to see if Danon was following her.
Danon did follow, as slowly as possible without completely losing sight of Madeline. She was fairly certain the book in question was about neither math nor science, but if it was about what she thought it was about, there was a chance she didn't want to see it at all. Danon could do a lot of things, but she was fairly sure magic wasn't one of them. As they got closer to Madeline's room, Danon quickened her pace. "All right. Where is it?"
"Under my bed." And it was, the moment they were in her room Madeline dove for her bed reaching under the mattress and pulling out the magic book, pulling out her journal in the process. "See, here!"
Just as she had suspected. Danon crossed her arms. "Uh huh." She flopped on the recently disturbed mattress and stared at the book, pretending not to see Madeline's journal at all. Maybe knowledge of its location would come in handy someday, maybe not. "So, what do we do? Do we need to close the curtains or stare into a bowl of water or something?"
Madeline laughed. "No... well, I dunno I kinda haven't opened it yet." She had this fear that it wouldn't open for her, or that she'd have absolutely no magical talent and the book would realize this and not show her anything, just a book of blank pages.
"Okay." Danon stared some more. "I can do it if you want?" Despite her certainty that she wouldn't be any good at spells, Danon wasn't nervous about opening the book. In fact, she was starting to get a little bit curious.
"Sure." Madeline thrust the book into Danon's hands, perrhaps the other girl wouldn't be as inept as Madeline feared herself to be.
Without a second thought, Danon flipped the book open to the middle, transferring her stare to the interior pages. Slowly, the blank sheets filled with scrolly, nearly illegible script, which then slowly transformed into something more readable by modern eyes. "What does that mean?" she asked, gaze still fixed on the book.Quote: Need:
1 Candle (at least) in the color you want to change your eyes to and a Pentacle
Light the candle(s) and sit in front of it/them and chant this 3 or more times:
"1,2,3, change for me,
1,2,3 (color you have now) to (new color) let me see."
Take a deep cleansing breath while you envision yourself with the new eye color, then chant this 3 or more times:
"By the power of three, let it be seen."
Again visualize your eyes changing from their original color to the new color, then check the mirror.
Note: This spell may only last a day or so if only using one candle. And the color of the candle will be the new eye color!
"Hmmph," Danon said eloquently. The thought of changing the way she looked intrigued her, but she wouldn't believe it could happen until she saw it for herself. "We gonna try it?"
Madeline nodded. "We'll never know til we try right?" That would be awesome if she could learn to change her eyes to whatever she wanted maybe she could learn other things too?
Danon nodded. "So try." She smirked. "Or do we have to do it together?" She looked down at the words but looked up again quickly. What if just reading them made her eyeballs burst into flames or something equally unpleasant?
Madeline looked up at her friend. "I think... maybe it'll work better if we do it together?"
"Sure." Danon moved back a bit and put the book between them. "Ready?" She looked down. "Wait. We need a candle and... something else." Danon didn't really know what a pentacle was, but she wasn't about to admit that. She hoped Madeline had some normal colored candles lying around so her eyes wouldn't end up yellow or something.
Madeline nodded and slid under her bed digging around for a black and silver case and pulling it out with her. She opened the case revealing a compartmentalized inner section which pulled apart to different levels the bottommost of which held a variety of candles. "I think there's a pentacle in here too."
"Ah." Danon reached into the little drawer and pulled out a couple of candles, quickly choosing a pale blue one and placing it in the book. "Uh, what's this thing?" she muttered, pointing at the word she didn't know.
Madeline chose a pair of silver candles and removed them from the case. "A pentacle? its that star with a circle, there are some silver ones in the top section." She removed one of the silver pentacles from her case. "The person at the store had to explain all this to me too."
Danon did the same, examining the silver trinket as she picked up her candle again. "Silver?" she asked, glancing over at Madeline's candles. "That should be interesting." She wasn't accusing or chiding, just stating a fact. Madeline would indeed be interesting with silver eyes. "Lighter?" she asked.
"Yeah, I figure it will be a noticeable change right away." She smiled and reached into her case again coming out with a lighter. "Lighter."
"Here." Danon turned the book so they could both see and flicked the lighter, touching it to the tip of her candle. She held it out so Madeline could light hers as well, then looked at the words they were supposed to say. "On the count of three?"
Madeline nodded, lighting her candles and starting to count, "One, two.... three."
Danon began chanting the spell the required three times. She started off at a near whisper, just trying not to stumble over the words, but by the third time, she had her eyes closed and was repeating the spell with more confidence. The pale, milky blue of her candle was clear in her mind and the thought made her calm for a change.
"By the power of three, let it be seen."
She repeated the words that signified the end of the spell, then opened her eyes. Spots of wax from the melting candle dotted her hands, but she was only just starting to feel their sting. "Did it work?" The question was a bit demanding, and Danon had to stop herself from reaching out to shake Madeline's arm.
Madeline much like Danon had started out simply whispering the words and had gotten progressively more confident as she had continued, the silver of the candle always in her minds eye shimmering like quicksilver. She had barely gotten the last words out when Danon was asking her if the spell had worked. She opened her eyes and looked at her friend a gasp escaping her lips. "Yes." Indeed her friends eyes were the exact same milky blue that the candle had been. "Did it work for me?" she hoped that it had, she would hate to fail where her friend had succeeded.
Danon laughed sharply and loudly, practically leaping off of the bed to rush into the bathroom. She quickly pulled down her lower eyelid and stared into her light blue eye. It had a creepy, blind quality that would have been creepier without a pupil. Something to consider. She whooped with predatory glee and hurried back over to the bed, sweeping up the hand mirror on the way past the dresser. "Yeah, man, look," she said, panting slightly at the quickness of her movements. "You look completely badass."
Madeline laughed at her friends antics before taking the mirror from Danon's hands. "Oh, awesome." She smiled. "Thats so cool, yours look almost blind Danon!"
"I know, right!" Danon bounced once on the mattress before she settled down. "What now?" She leaned over the book, flipping through it with a certain recklessness, but the rest of the pages remained blank. "What's wrong with it?"
"Maybe we only get one a day?" Madeline looked thoughtful, she wanted to try more, this was awesome it worked! "Maybe... maybe we could go look at the bookstore in town and see if they have any more books on this?"
"Yeah, yeah, come on," Danon said. She was already standing next to Madeline's bed, waiting for her friend to get up. "I've got to get money from my room."
Madeline jumped up and grabbed her purse and stepping into her shoes. "Okay, lets go."
Danon hurried out the door and down the hall, spreading her arms so her hands hissed against the walls as she went. She grabbed a wad of loose bills off of her dresser and shoved them into the pocket of a jacket it was too warm for, which she then tied around her waist. "Done." Time for the bus. Danon hoped they hadn't just missed one. The things were criminally rare during days the school was supposed to be on vacation, which seemed less than logical to her.
Madeline followed her friend. "Danon you need a wallet, maybe I'll get you one for your birthday or Christmas or something. Are we taking the bus or having a very long walk?"
"Bus." Danon could see the stop from where they were now, and the bus off in the distance that was inching toward it. She picked up her pace as she replied to Madeline. "Sure, if you want you can get me whatever. But I, like, don't have any pockets 98 percent of the time, and I'm not carrying around one of those ******** purses, so don't even."
"Maybe a backpacket? And why don't you wear jeans then, they have pockets." Madeline changed her pace to match her friend's, black painted fingers reaching into her purse to dig out the bus tickets she kept in one of the inner pockets.
"Maybe." The thing was, Danon didn't want to discuss the fact that she was made to wear a frickin uniform most of the time. Lately, wearing jeans just made her miss them more when she wasn't allowed to. She turned to look at Madeline as they reached the stop just as the bus pulled in. Tickets. s**t. "Do you have an extra one of those?" she asked. "I'll pay you back."
Madeline just tossed Danon a ticket, "Don't bother, just remember you owe me one." She looked over and smiled and she dropped her ticket in the collector.
"Yeah, sure." Owing people things didn't sit well with the criminal, but she sucked it up and made her way to the back of the nearly empty bus. No one even glanced at the girls' new eye colors. Danon supposed they had seen weirder things. She knew she had since she'd landed here.
Madeline slid into one of the seats and looked at her reflection in the mirror grinning at her eyes in the reflection.
It didn't take long for the bus to reach its destination. Danon alternated between twitchily standing and twitchily sitting, and every so often, she would lean in close to one of the windows and look at her reflection too. When the bus slowed at the stop closest to the bookstore, Danon let go of the overhead bar she had been hanging onto and said, "Come on," as she hurried toward the doors.
Madeline got up and followed after her friend stepping off the bus behind her. "So straight to the book store or did you want to go somewhere else first?"
"Book store's good," Danon said, slowing down to keep pace with Madeline. It was surprising that Danon knew where the book store was at all, but she seemed sure about where she was going. "You've got to pick it out," she said. "The book. I don't know what I'm looking for."
"I don't either really, but we could ask the person in the store?" Madeline smiled at her friend and slid her arm to link with Danon's like she had seen some of the girls at school do in the halls, it felt odd but not too weird.
"Yeah." Danon nearly stopped walking when she felt Madeline's arm link with hers. She tried to cover her hesitation with a grin, but it came out thin and forced. "I don't want them asking any questions though. Like what do we actually want to be able to do with this stuff?" She didn't really expect an answer, so it was convenient that they reached their destination right after she asked. Danon pushed open the book store's door and nearly led Madeline inside. "Wait, no." She pulled her arm out of the other girl's grasp. "Wait here."
Madeline nodded. "Okay." It wasn't as if Danon had really given her a choice but Madeline could pretend if she wanted to.
The criminal stalked inside, trailing her dirty fingers over the books near the door. It wasn't long before an middle-aged gentleman approached her. "How may I help you, young lady?" he asked, a kindly smile on his face despite Danon's actions.
"Where're your magic books? Making people's hair fall out and stuff like that." Danon didn't look guilty or anything, oh no. She just wasn't meeting the salesman's eyes with her own bespelled ones and she was talking about shaming people with magic. Not suspicious at all.
"I'm sorry, miss. You need adult supervision to browse through that section." Or at least you shouldn't look like an untrustworthy sadist. The man didn't say the words but they were there.
"That's a crock of s**t," Danon replied, voice low. "I'm not gonna..." She narrowed her eyes. "I'd like to speak with your manager."
"I am the manager. I think you should leave."
Danon turned as if she was going to leave, but instead she swept her arm out over the books she had been touching, knocking the majority of the display to the floor. She shouted suddenly, but it wasn't clear whether it stemmed from elation or anger. "******** you!"
Madeline moved to walk into the store when she heard her friend yell, she was going to wait outside, but not if someone was upsetting her friend.
The combination salesman-and-bookstore-manager lunged forward, grabbing Danon's upper arm and roughly leading her toward the front door.
"Get off me!" Danon screeched. "You wait. I'm gonna own this place when I'm through with you..."
The man reached the door and shoved Danon toward it. "Try it kid," he said, tension thick in the air. He obviously wasn't afraid of any repercussions manhandling some kid might earn him.
Danon balled her fists and stalked out the door and back toward the bus stop.
"Sorry about that, miss," the man said to Madeline before he started back inside.
Madeline stared after Danon, what the hell had just happened exactly? She sighed, no books today it seemed. A few steps and she had caught up with her angry friend. "Danon? What went wrong?"
Danon stopped and spun around, fists aching for something to punch. When she spoke, however, her voice was surprisingly restrained. "How can you stand it? Seriously." For a second, her brows knit into an expression that resembled despair. "I'm not a child." She unfurled her fingers and started walking again. "I need another bus ticket," she muttered.
"Well... you kinda are. For now at least, I mean you'll get bigger someday but you.. aren't yet..." She trailed off at the end not wanting to antagonize Danon, she glanced up at her friend a but ticket in her outstretched hand, quicksilver eyes meeting Danon's spell changed blue.
Not good enough. But it would have to do, Danon supposed. She had a desperate urge to, again, hit something, or possibly get too drunk to stand, but at the moment she wasn't even allowed in a bookstore, let alone a bar and hitting Madeline wasn't an option. "I'm... sorry?" she said, the word horribly foreign in her mouth when she actually meant it. Their bus pulled up to the stop and Danon stomped on, round-shouldered and defeated.
Madeline followed Danon onto the bus, slipping silently into the seat next to her sullen friend.
It didn't take long to get back to school, and Danon was quiet the whole way. She didn't even fidget. When the bus pulled up to their stop, she rose from her seat, checked to make sure Madeline was getting off too, and headed back toward her room, idly kicking at some loose rocks on the sidewalk as she went. "I'll see you," she said, and it was as much as dismissal as anything. Danon clearly wanted to be alone.
Madeline sighed an headed for her own room, stupid temperamental Danon.
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