06-22-2017, 09:42 AM
The strings were dramatic enough a change from when she'd last viewed the room that Margot was given momentary pause from her urgency; just enough time to look taken aback and confused. It was short lived, and soon the witch was bouncing impatiently from one foot to the other while Ned reluctantly readjusted to interacting with the world beyond his research.
"There was an explosion at the courthouse, it's on the news, and Doc was there-- it was Paradox, not a bomb, and--..."
Shushed by a 'right right', Margot plucked anxiously at the red string taped to the doorframe a few times before abruptly pushing away from the room and hurrying down the hallway to the little room of floral wallpaper and a growing collection of oddities on the walls and surfaces. When she met Ned back in the hallway again she was strapping her favorite black fanny pack about her waist, one that, while a few people knew was packed with tools for her magick, everyone thus far has made fun of.
Coasting a good 15 miles over the speed limit most of the way (with two hurried slows for spotted speed traps), they made precisely the time that Margot had promised, and her intentionally-overlookable little car pulled up to the curb behind the block from the courthouse, the nearest space available to the mouth of the alley she'd spied, trusting it to be the one she'd find Will and the Doc within.
"There was an explosion at the courthouse, it's on the news, and Doc was there-- it was Paradox, not a bomb, and--..."
Shushed by a 'right right', Margot plucked anxiously at the red string taped to the doorframe a few times before abruptly pushing away from the room and hurrying down the hallway to the little room of floral wallpaper and a growing collection of oddities on the walls and surfaces. When she met Ned back in the hallway again she was strapping her favorite black fanny pack about her waist, one that, while a few people knew was packed with tools for her magick, everyone thus far has made fun of.
Coasting a good 15 miles over the speed limit most of the way (with two hurried slows for spotted speed traps), they made precisely the time that Margot had promised, and her intentionally-overlookable little car pulled up to the curb behind the block from the courthouse, the nearest space available to the mouth of the alley she'd spied, trusting it to be the one she'd find Will and the Doc within.