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[sophielicious]

No.

(This is the common room. It's a random evening, and Sophie is free. They have popcorn, they have soda, snacks, sweets, all the good stuff in front of the TV. What isn't in front of the TV? Sophie Cuckoo, because she's pacing in annoyance. It's just a TV show, something abount hunting demons, because of course it is, except Sophie is not pleased.)

That line of salt was so poorly put. Seriously, why put it outside? The issue should be fighting demons, imagine if their biggest problem is a breeze. Fucking ridiculous.

[lingeringshadow]

[Illyana, for her part, looks absolutely disgusted. Well, as disgusted as one can look while destroying a box of donuts all by herself.]

No enchanted blade, no warding spells, nothing. They deserve to get possessed.

[sophielicious]

Ugh. Okay, we can agree we hate this, right? Meaning, can we finally watch The Notebook?

(Back to the couch it is, with crossed arms and a pout.)

[lingeringshadow]

[She stops, donut halfway to her mouth, squinting at Sophie suspiciously.

Does she want to watch The Notebook? Probably not. Does she want to keep watching this? Absolutely not.]

...Fine. But only if I can finish the donuts.

[sophielicious]

... Fine.

(But she's leaning to take a bite of Illyana's donut before she pushes the rest of the box closer to the other blonde.

Changing the movie it is.)

Told you this place sucks.

[lingeringshadow]

[WOW. Illyana looks deeply offended, and she yanks her donut back as though she's been shocked.]

Nothing has happened since I got here. Not even a little monster invasion to have some fun with.

[sophielicious]

Which I told you about. Ugh, the only thing I really got going on is NYX, which is fun and all, but you know.

(It's no Krakoa party time, NYC fun. She loves it, but different type of enrichments. This is self-improvement fun.)

Also, wanna know what I noticed? I don't think I ever been around you on my own.

(She's trying to say it's weird!!! Magik get what she means.)

[lingeringshadow]

[Illyana thinks about that, lips pursing. If Sophie were so inclined, she could practically see Illyana's mind buffering.]

...I can never tell you guys apart.

[Is this rude?]

[sophielicious]

I know. I think just Quentin, Ms. Marvel and Cable have on the first try. You're okay.

(That's fine, Illyana. It's part of the Cuckoo experience. She's not even mad.)

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[thisisontherecord]

( ring, ring, or whatever sound plays. maybe it's a velociraptor shriek! )

[lingeringshadow]

[Tragically, Illyana has gotten very used to people just telepathically popping into her head if they don't text her, so audio calls are a little jarring.]

Uh... Hello?

[thisisontherecord]

( why would she even be expecting telepathic... drop ins... says the woman who does not deal with telepaths as far as she knows. )

Hey, this is Lois Lane. I'm trying to get in touch with Illyana?

[lingeringshadow]

You got her. What can I do you for?

[thisisontherecord]

Oh good, thanks for answering. This is coming out of nowhere I know, but would you be willing to talk to me about magic sometime? My... boyfriend ( there is a minute hesitation, but that's also because she's not used to calling him that ) said he met up with you not long after we all arrived at the hospital. Big guy, lots of blue and red and yellow?

( He's primary color coded, what can she say. )

[lingeringshadow]

Oh. [Lois can probably hear the smile in her voice, and that mischievous shift in her tone.] The boy scout who's allergic to magic?

[thisisontherecord]

( Yeah, she hears that tonal shift. Also that smile. )

Yeah, that'd be him. It's the whole allergy thing that has me interested in the first place, if I'm honest.

[lingeringshadow]

You don't have to worry, I'm not going to beat him up. Probably. Unless he deserves it.

[He didn't really give Illyana the "deserves it" vibe, unless...]

What, does he?

[thisisontherecord]

( Lois laughs, startled but amused. Certainly a type of personality out there that Illyana seems to align with. )

No, he doesn't. He's a sweetheart. Wouldn't intentionally hurt a fly, that kind of guy. Which is part of why I'm wondering — not so much beating him up. Do you know of any magical way to restrain someone?

( A pause, belatedly realizing"\: )

If they're not in their right mind. Not as a kink thing.

[sophielicious]

/BORED, Illyanna. I'M BORED. How are you letting this happen to me?

I thought we were friends. Fix it./

[lingeringshadow]

/It takes you two seconds to get bored. I can't keep up./

[sophielicious]

/Girl./

[lingeringshadow]

/Hey, friendship is about honesty.
What do you want to do?/

[sophielicious]

/Since when?

Ugh. Dance with me./

[lingeringshadow]

/Wait, isn't that what everyone says?

But okay. Tell me where and I'm there./

[sophielicious]

/I was joking, dummy. My first friend was freaking Ms. Marvel, I can only lie so much.

Find me at the garage?/