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[astralling]

Hi.

[Prue looks less than stellar- eyes slightly rimmed with red, makeup just barely smudged enough to indicate that she was probably crying a while ago, or came close recently. She's frustrated and has a small smear of ash on one cheek.]

Does anyone have any experience with their magic or- or powers from home not working right here?

I can't make any spell work. I've tried everything I can, and almost nothing I've done since I came here has done anything but almost destroy my ceiling.

[She makes an almost painfully frustrated noise in her throat, teeth on edge and eyes watering angrily.]

This is ridiculous, I'm stronger than this.

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[astralling]

I did. I have a lot of power, and I'm doing everything I know how to do.

[mulletrock]

That's weird. I wonder why The Pull decided to axe your spell casting.

[astralling]

I don't know. I still have some basic powers, but I need to test if my spell casting is still intact at all. But, you know, it's hard to find a good spell to use as an experiment that doesn't have the chance of doing something... weird.

[mulletrock]

Malfunction weird or accidental victim weird?

[astralling]

Just malfunction. Hopefully.

Usually when white magic backfires it isn't deadly- as far as I've ever heard. Still, when trying to do something big you have to be careful or you risk incredible fallout.

[mulletrock]

Wait-

There's white magic where you're from?

[astralling]

...Yeah, that would be the basis of a good witch. We don't need demons to fuel our power, remember? We actually fight them.

[mulletrock]

So, you're like a regular Glinda.

[astralling]

I don't do pink. Or mind games.

[mulletrock]

That's too bad. I bet you'd look good in pink.

[astralling]

I do, actually.

[Okay, so she does do pink, but she had to argue the Glinda thing, ew.]

But if you want someone to wear that much tulle, you should talk to my sister.

[mulletrock]

Oh, I'm not sure I could handle more than one of you.

[astralling]

Oh no, Piper and I are easy - it's Phoebe you'd really need to watch out for.

[mulletrock]

The easy ones are nice now and then when you wanna waste time but I prefer a challenge.

[astralling]

I-

[Yep, already hating this and you and your tacky-ass face.]

2/2

[astralling]

I meant easy to handle, big guy. And if Phoebe ever shows up, you'll walk right away from that challenge if you know what's good for you.

[mulletrock]

It made more sense than you bein' easy to handle. That's rich.

[astralling]

Compared to Feebs? Definitely. And I meant what I said about her, too.

[Because she will bring her sisters here (if she can't get home), and when that happens she'll cut Dean's everything off if he touches her baby sister.]

[mulletrock]

You wouldn't be a good sister if you didn't.

[Dean looks pretty impressed which is a big deal because not a lot surprises him. The respect shows on his face.]

Besides, witches aren't really my type.

You've got nothin' to worry about.

[astralling]

[No stop don't compliment her it's her one weakness]

I think at this point she'd say she finds that... racist. I can't say I disagree.

What's so wrong with witches, anyway?

[mulletrock]

I try not t'go to bed with anything supernatural as a golden rule.

[astralling]

Yeah, uh, we're human, Sherlock, not things. So you can put away the crucifix and Purell spray now.

[mulletrock]

Let me rephrase. I try not t'go to bed with anything that can do me serious damage.

I already rubbed one witch the wrong way. She tried to hex me and my brother.

[astralling]

Don't worry, I won't use my magic on you unless you give me a really good reason.

[His beer spins around once as she cocks her head.

S-so innocent.]

Besides, witches don't usually go to bed with people like you.

[mulletrock]

I'd hate to think what qualifies as a good reason in your book.

[He shrugs it off, still pretty unimpressed.]

Keep tellin' yourself that, sweetheart, but I'm a friggin' catch.