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Avia Free ([info]ms_miracle) wrote in [info]dc_nextgen,
@ 2010-04-08 00:24:00

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A Miracle Quite a Ways Away From 34th Street (Open)
Hands tied and blindfolded?
In a multi-lock safe barely big enough to fold a person into?
Which is also chained shut?
Which is also hanging in mid-air, by a slowly lowering chain?
Which is lowering it onto a fire already shooting bits of flame into the air?
And swinging like a pendulum?

The tumblers in the locks turned and the door of the safe opened just enough of a crack for gloved hands to work the combination lock of the chains.

The safe kept lowering.  A white-haired dwarf nervously bit his nails and wondered how many of his bones Barda would break if this went badly.  Or how he would explain it to Scott.

The chains slipped free.  A red, gold, and green clad figure, hands still bound, fell out.  The crowd gasped.  Nimble legs wrapped themselves around the safe, still lowering, and with her upside down over the rapidly rising flames.

"C'mon, girl, you can do it..."

Bonds were unworked.  The chain holding the safe up snapped!  At the last possible second, she leapt free, landing perfectly in front of the fire.

She finally removed her blindfold and took a bow to the crowd assembled in Central Park.

"I am definitely picking up good vibrations tonight!" she shouted to the crowd, taking the microphone from Uncle Obie.  "Now, just in case there are any kids in the audience, I want to repeat, Do not, I'm gonna say this again, Do NOT try any of the stunts you've seen here tonight at home.  I'm a highly trained professional.  However, tapes of this and my other escapades are available for purchase, with all profits going to the International Campaign to Ban Landmines.  We are all part of the cosmic harmony and we can all do our part to make the world a better place!

And now, the band you've all come to see, and let me say, they have been most rad about letting me open for them... the one, the only... SCARE TACTICS!"

Avia accepted the bottle of water from Uncle Obie as she headed backstage.  She knew her sister and some of her friends had been in the audience and had rangled them backstages passes.





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