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[fiteclub]

[For those of you still wondering what those fancy hand mirrors were for, well, it looks like there's no need to wonder that much longer.]

A mirror will let me see... Mon, what's that even supposed to mean?

[The comment itself is half muttered, not quite fully voiced aloud, but still readily audible as the visuals change, swerving from half tilted to the sky before it is aimed in the direction of the face of a black teenager, who upon getting a look at herself immediately tries to carefully comb a few leaves and twigs out of the curling mass of hair held off her shoulders in a ponytail, before giving up.]

I guess it'll come in use later.

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[fiteclub]

[She raises an eyebrow at the request.]

For the record, I'm fifteen.

[And both her dad and current adult guardian are feds. Definitely no smokes.]

And I hate to break it to you, but the bayou and then some suburbs probably don't count as magic places.

[awfulcer]

So?

[As if Dixon didn't start smoking when he was too young to drive or hold a bass note.]

Don't they practice voodoo in the bayou? That's more magic than I know. Might do you some use out here, they got all kinds of weird shit. Monsters with big pizza cutters on their arms and all. Fucking bullshit.

[He absentmindedly drums his fingertips against his lower lip, really clearly nicfitting and cranky about it.]

[fiteclub]

[Oh yeah, that would have turned out so well for her.]

Well, mon, when I was younger there was supposed to be an old voodoo witch who lived nearby, but I don't think that sort of thing would've worked on the sorta horror movie monster's you're describing.

[Should she be leading him on like this? Well....]

[awfulcer]

Well, I don't really know the limitations of voodoo witches now, do I? [He scowls.] For all I know they can enchant kitchen tools into things that attack people. For all I know a witch is doing this whole thing. It's not like we got a lot of explanations.

[fiteclub]

I doubt a witch has enough power to drag people away from their worlds like this.

The whole whisper in your ear thing before you woke up here, you didn't you get that? It was at least something.

[Even if it wasn't much.]

[awfulcer]

I don't know, how well do you know witches? I'm just going to say it's witches. [Dixon's just about willing to pin this on anything at this point - not because he's terribly curious about the answer but just so people can stop spending their waking days theorizing about it. He's about had it to here with theorizing. A lot of thinking hard for not much by now.]

Nah, I definitely got it. Would have been nice if it explained shit a bit more thorough.

[fiteclub]

Things like that don't really go for a lot of explaining, I guess. [At least they have an idea of what they're supposed to be doing?

Honestly, we're lucky we even got that much. As vague as it is. [Especially with the mirrors.]

[awfulcer]

Guess we got to just do it. [Dixon harrumphs, but the truth is that he's adapting to the saving-the-world part of this much better than he could have expected. It's everything else that's falling down around his ears.]

This Green better be worth saving, is all I'll say.