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fandomhighdorms2021-02-10 12:52 pm
gospel_of_oblivion) wrote in fandomhighdorms2021-02-10 12:52 pm
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The Deck of the Dorm, All Day Wednesday
Warping the natural fabric of the Universe with magic was a responsibility and an honor and Illyana wasn't supposed to do it for selfish reasons blah blah blah.
Which is the only reason why she hadn't suddenly made it a gorgeous summer day over the entire island. Responsibility and shit.
She had, however, created an invisible dome over the deck. Any rain or snow blowing around would hit the outside of the shield and just slide away, and inside she'd brought the temperature up to a nice 75F. If you looked up, the illusion she'd laid on the inside of the dome gave you blue skies and a gorgeous summer day.
She could manipulate little pockets of reality. As a treat.
So here she was, sipping a fruit smoothie and reading a book. And every time some annoying bit of lugguage decided to drop out of nowhere, it recieved a bored "Yeet," and Illyana using magical TK to toss it into a portal to Limbo. Except for the big trunk that read 'Issues With Authority.' That one she was using as a footrest.
Illyana was perfectly aware of her emotional baggage, thanks. This was just rude.
[OOC: Totes open!]
Which is the only reason why she hadn't suddenly made it a gorgeous summer day over the entire island. Responsibility and shit.
She had, however, created an invisible dome over the deck. Any rain or snow blowing around would hit the outside of the shield and just slide away, and inside she'd brought the temperature up to a nice 75F. If you looked up, the illusion she'd laid on the inside of the dome gave you blue skies and a gorgeous summer day.
She could manipulate little pockets of reality. As a treat.
So here she was, sipping a fruit smoothie and reading a book. And every time some annoying bit of lugguage decided to drop out of nowhere, it recieved a bored "Yeet," and Illyana using magical TK to toss it into a portal to Limbo. Except for the big trunk that read 'Issues With Authority.' That one she was using as a footrest.
Illyana was perfectly aware of her emotional baggage, thanks. This was just rude.
[OOC: Totes open!]
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Looking at you, irrational sense of responsibility for anything that has gone wrong ever.