Third floor common room, Monday afternoon

[forgottenpants]

Pete sat in the middle of the common room floor, poking at the remote control for the television.

He was pretty sure people had used this to make the box thing light up so he could see the people inside.

He just wasn't sure how yet.

[ooc: I'm bored, therefore this is open]

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[singasoloduet.livejournal.com]

"It might be," Agnes hedged. You can't use headology properly if you limit your options too much.

"You'd never know what hit you."

[forgottenpants]

"I'll have you know that I am the fastest draw west of the Colorado! Which, seein' as you ain't from around here, I will forgive you for not knowin', but is pretty damned fast and located on the otherside of this, the world's greatest of countries."

[singasoloduet.livejournal.com]

It was starting to filter through Agnes' head that this was the fellow Evie had warned her about.

"I don't care how fast you are with a pencil, you can't stop a good eye-shriveling hex."

Now she might have to find one. Or maybe just make his eyes very, very dry for a day or so.

[forgottenpants]

"Pencil?! I'm talkin' about my piece, missy, and don't you forget it!"

[singasoloduet.livejournal.com]

I told you we'd have to shrivel something else.

Scarlet was probably a good adjective for the depth of her blush at this point. "Maybe I'll do everyone a favor and make sure your piece goes back to your time without you."

Maybe she should stare at him.

[forgottenpants]

Pete stiffened. "Don't you threaten my piece! Nobody threatens or touches Pete's piece!"

[singasoloduet.livejournal.com]

"Why would I want to touch it?"

[forgottenpants]

"You got that damned right, missy! You'd best be glad I've got myself a moral code against strikin' or in any other way harmin' a woman!"

[singasoloduet.livejournal.com]

Now that impaling urge was back. With a dash of Granny.

"Oh, I should, should I? Goodness, there's nothing a girl like me could do to worry a big strong man like you, is there?"

She started to stare.

[forgottenpants]

Pete blinked a bit. "Of course not. You're just a woman."

[singasoloduet.livejournal.com]

Agnes didn't blink at all, just stared. "That's right. Just a woman. Just a witch, but just a woman."

She could practically hear Granny mockingly saying Lawks! in the back of her head, but she'd have to fight Perdita for elbow room.

[forgottenpants]

Pete blinked a lot more. Then his eyes widened and he threw his hands up in the air to block her stare and started backing up. "You're layin' some kind of creepy voodoo evil eye thingy on me, aren't you! Well, it ain't gonna work!"

He cast about, somewhat desperately, for a method of making it not work.

[singasoloduet.livejournal.com]

"No, it ain't," Agnes said agreeably, still not blinking. There was no way on earth she would ever admit whether her eyes were dry or not.

Somehow her voice seemed to convey the precise opposite of her words. "Because you're not feeling anything at all, are you?"

[forgottenpants]

"N-no, I'm not!" And Pete turned away from Agnes to find something else to do away from the creepy girl.

And ended up on the other side of the room after attempting to liberate the TV people.

[singasoloduet.livejournal.com]

Agnes watched Pete's failed clash with the teevee and grinned, surreptitiously rubbing her eyes.

Gotta put them in their places quick.