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Room 322, Late Monday Afternoon
Jan. 18th, 2010 03:36 pmTara flopped on her stomach on her bed, staring at the hedgehog on the bedspread in front of her.
The hedgehog stared back.
"See, I don't want to try a spell to fix you and make things worse," Tara informed the creature. A week in, she'd long since started talking to Kennedy like she was a person. Mostly because it made Tara feel better. "This has to wear off soon, right? I'm pretty good with basic spells but transformations are tricky magic. I don't know, do you want me to ask Merlin?"
The hedgehog chittered at her balefully.
"Well, what do you want me to do?"
Tara might be waiting a long time for an answer.
[OOC: Closed door. For she-who-will-soon-be-an-ex-hedgehog, but open to those who may come before.]
The hedgehog stared back.
"See, I don't want to try a spell to fix you and make things worse," Tara informed the creature. A week in, she'd long since started talking to Kennedy like she was a person. Mostly because it made Tara feel better. "This has to wear off soon, right? I'm pretty good with basic spells but transformations are tricky magic. I don't know, do you want me to ask Merlin?"
The hedgehog chittered at her balefully.
"Well, what do you want me to do?"
Tara might be waiting a long time for an answer.
[OOC: Closed door. For she-who-will-soon-be-an-ex-hedgehog, but open to those who may come before.]
