Okay, well, technically, I'm not actually blind, but my vision seemed to be a little on the un-saturated side. And by un-saturated, I mean, colourless - as in 'lack of auras'.
Maybe it was a side effect of this newly-human disposition, or maybe I had just partied a little too hard last night (evidence to the latter by the means of the not one, but two houseguests I had to remove from my penthouse this morning, wink, nudge). Either way, this whole concept just didn't sit right with me.
I should have taken the day off, that much is for sure. But I came in anyway, like the trooper I am, hangover and all. I wouldn't let the lack of auras bother me - or at least, let anyone know it was bothering me until I figured out what exactly was going on. No one needed to know I was doubting myself and my abilities
( ... )
I had been peering around the door of a seemingly empty office when a man's voice spoke behind me.
Busted!
As I turned I put on what I hoped was an innocent/apologetic face and prayed that I wouldn't get reamed. Wait a minute, he knew my name? Oh no. Did I know him? I'm usually pretty good at remembering a face, but I was pretty darn sure I hadn't seen him before. Although there was something about the quality of his voice...
I decided to pretend that I knew who he was. Maybe he would drop me a few hints as to his secret identity.
"Hey there!" I plastered a smile across my face. "Yep! I am of the Willowness. I guess you caught me," I said sheepishly. "I just got sort of bored sitting around with nothing to do. Thought I could make some fun of my own. Should I not be sticking my nose around here?"
I gave Willow a small chuckle and my eyes shifted to the door of the office she was about to look into. I suddenly frowned.
"I don't know why you'd want to stick your nose in there," I said with a hint of disdain. I pointed at the writing on the door. "That's Frank Morley's office, he deals with the traffic infractions. Bor-ring. That cat couldn't be anymore of a square if he was box. Nothing interesting in his office, Cupcake, let me tell you."
I gave her a grin and lowered my voice, and used the back of my hand to shield my voice from passerbys. "You want a worthwhile snoop, I suggest checking out the office on the 6th floor that deals with all of our clients that were busted for indecent exposure," I whispered. "Now there's an exciting department. Well, not as exciting as mine of course."
I chuckled again, and then perked an eyebrow. "So can I ask exactly why you're snooping around here, anyway?" I asked her, rubbing the back of my neck. "N-not that I really care, mind you. But shouldn't you be doing magick stuff in your own
I wrinkled my nose up as he told me about traffic infractions guy. I thought the office had a weird sort of smell to it anyway...kind of like stale bread. Shutting the door I moved closer to my confidant, "Indecent Exposure?" I couldn't help the tiny blush that rose into my cheeks.
To distract myself I started to move further along the hallway, motioning for him to follow me. I still couldn't figure out who he was and I knew it was going to drive me crazy all day if I didn't. "Well, surprisingly, there isn't very much for the magic department to do...and Angel is sort of hesitant to let me get too into any of the projects. I had a slight hitch with a spell a while back and ended up.." I scrunched up my face and looked at his very shiny shoes, "bringing a few people back from the dead." I figured I could leave it at that. I didn't need everyone knowing about my magick addictions.
"But what about you?" I asked with a lopsided smirk, "You look like you've been spending more time at the beach then in the office."
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Okay, well, technically, I'm not actually blind, but my vision seemed to be a little on the un-saturated side. And by un-saturated, I mean, colourless - as in 'lack of auras'.
Maybe it was a side effect of this newly-human disposition, or maybe I had just partied a little too hard last night (evidence to the latter by the means of the not one, but two houseguests I had to remove from my penthouse this morning, wink, nudge). Either way, this whole concept just didn't sit right with me.
I should have taken the day off, that much is for sure. But I came in anyway, like the trooper I am, hangover and all. I wouldn't let the lack of auras bother me - or at least, let anyone know it was bothering me until I figured out what exactly was going on. No one needed to know I was doubting myself and my abilities ( ... )
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Busted!
As I turned I put on what I hoped was an innocent/apologetic face and prayed that I wouldn't get reamed. Wait a minute, he knew my name? Oh no. Did I know him? I'm usually pretty good at remembering a face, but I was pretty darn sure I hadn't seen him before. Although there was something about the quality of his voice...
I decided to pretend that I knew who he was. Maybe he would drop me a few hints as to his secret identity.
"Hey there!" I plastered a smile across my face. "Yep! I am of the Willowness. I guess you caught me," I said sheepishly. "I just got sort of bored sitting around with nothing to do. Thought I could make some fun of my own. Should I not be sticking my nose around here?"
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"I don't know why you'd want to stick your nose in there," I said with a hint of disdain. I pointed at the writing on the door. "That's Frank Morley's office, he deals with the traffic infractions. Bor-ring. That cat couldn't be anymore of a square if he was box. Nothing interesting in his office, Cupcake, let me tell you."
I gave her a grin and lowered my voice, and used the back of my hand to shield my voice from passerbys. "You want a worthwhile snoop, I suggest checking out the office on the 6th floor that deals with all of our clients that were busted for indecent exposure," I whispered. "Now there's an exciting department. Well, not as exciting as mine of course."
I chuckled again, and then perked an eyebrow. "So can I ask exactly why you're snooping around here, anyway?" I asked her, rubbing the back of my neck. "N-not that I really care, mind you. But shouldn't you be doing magick stuff in your own
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To distract myself I started to move further along the hallway, motioning for him to follow me. I still couldn't figure out who he was and I knew it was going to drive me crazy all day if I didn't. "Well, surprisingly, there isn't very much for the magic department to do...and Angel is sort of hesitant to let me get too into any of the projects. I had a slight hitch with a spell a while back and ended up.." I scrunched up my face and looked at his very shiny shoes, "bringing a few people back from the dead." I figured I could leave it at that. I didn't need everyone knowing about my magick addictions.
"But what about you?" I asked with a lopsided smirk, "You look like you've been spending more time at the beach then in the office."
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