Martin Baum (magic_hands) wrote in marvel_nextgen,
@ 2013-03-31 23:01:00

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Small animals make everything more fun...right?

He'd been polite and had even used that knocking-spell Orlen had set up on her place to get permission before teleporting in. He didn't really see the point of it really, but if that was what people wanted...alright then.

Currently he was set up on her living room floor, sitting there and showing off new minor spells he'd been practicing. As if the poor archer's place didn't have enough magic in it, here he was infusing extra in the air. "May I have something to drink please?" Magic was thirsty work and one did not manage to make her books dance to The Black Keys without needing a refreshment. Disney had it right, musicals were best with normally inanimate objects.

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hotshot_hawkeye
2013-06-05 11:49 pm UTC (link)

Frances fought down the urge to laugh at the utter turmoil and despair emanating from her little companion. It was such a tough life to be a bunny. After a moment or two more of being stuck in time, she picked up the pace and leisurely strolled to their destination. Knocking, she opened the door to the dark room, lights coming on at the motion. "Alright, here we are Cottontail."

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	magic_hands 2013-06-07 05:26 am UTC (link)
	The bunny in her hand stayed in his flopped state on his back and just turned his head away from her. Hmph! She wouldn't be forgiven that easily! (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

hotshot_hawkeye
2013-06-08 08:25 pm UTC (link)

Frances wiggled her hand under the sullen cargo, making him kind of involuntarily dance because of it. She spied the pool table and since she needed both hands to play that, she gently dropped the boneless bunny off on a nearby couch where she could see him. Picking up a cue and checking the curve, she aimed and broke the racked set, playing 'who can out-ignore the other' with Martin. And she had a decade of experience on him.

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magic_hands
2013-06-10 03:00 am UTC (link)

He landed with a flop onto a cushion and glared at her retreating for before huffing and scrambling up the couch arm to get some height. Cue bouncing off now to try and repeat that teleporting hop from before. It took a few tries, and some very ungraceful landings, before he figured out how to do it on cue. Magic in rabbit form was very different.

He eyed the archer playing pool across the rec room and wondered if he could teleport in that direction. Looking from the couch to the floor he figured there was only one way to find out. Jump!

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Flash of blue and the magic bunny skidded to a decent landing not far from the pool table, which meant scurrying away from her line of sight because he was an unhappy bunny. Now...last teleporting hop. 3...2...1...hop!

And the pool table would have a new player, landing just behind the white cue ball that had rolled to a stop. Perfect! Martin nudged and chased the cue ball into the corner pocket, where he promptly sat facing the hole, guarding it from archers, with his back to her and his fluffy tail doing a victorious 'take that!' twitch.

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hotshot_hawkeye
2013-06-11 03:15 pm UTC (link)

She could hear the thumps and puff of him working out his magic, checking over the couch every now and then to be sure he didn't poof himself in a Klien bunny or something terrible. It wasn't like she was terribly graceful about her own practice when she was feathery.

Picking off stripes with two rebounds each, she jumped a bit when a second white body appearing the game and then stole her cue ball. She lifted an amused eyebrow at the game sabotage and then cold shoulder treatment at the top of his fuzzy lungs. "I have a six foot long bunny poking stick, you know," she pointed out before doing just that, lightly prodding his rump and leaving a little blue chalk-crescent while she was at it.

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magic_hands
2013-06-11 04:23 pm UTC (link)

Well so wha-eep! The nudge had him scrambling, trying not to fall into the pocket, which he unfortunately did, with a rather ungraceful flop.

Cue bunny grumbling as he peeked his head out to look around and bunny glare at the archer. Well, he'd just stake his claim on her cue ball then! Martin curled up on top of the white ball, which matched his fur so well, and sulked while guarding it.

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hotshot_hawkeye
2013-06-12 04:00 pm UTC (link)

That wasn't fair, she had to laugh; hand over her mouth, she chuckled and strolled around to the other side of the table. "Look at that, a pocket bunny," she announced and squatted to be eye to eye with Martin. Smiling sympathetically, she gently pet his head like ruffling his hair for a bit. "It's so hard to be Martin, isn't it? No upper body strength in rabbit-mode. Alright, up comes the bun." Holding the bottom of the pocket, she pushed up to pop him out and free the cue ball to.

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magic_hands
2013-06-14 10:05 pm UTC (link)

He certainly didn't look very happy, and sat there sulking as he put up with the petting. Yes it was hard to be Martin! Look at him! He was a bunny! Hmph. Some people...

There was a something akin to a slight squeak as he was taken be surprise and popped out of the pocket. A little scrambling to get on his feet properly, before he shuffled around to twitch an ear at her and both convey annoyance and a thank you for getting him out of there. This did not mean her cue ball would be safe for long though.

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hotshot_hawkeye
2013-06-16 01:36 am UTC (link)

She smirked at him once he scrambled out of the way and the cue ball was freed from the pocket. With a finger, she rolled the ball this way and that on the green felt between her and the grumpy fluff. "So, as fun as this is, ball-napper, how are we supposed to fix it when the primary magic-user is occupied? As cute as you are, I don't want to explain to your peers why there's a top hat blindly scootling towards Martin's room."

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magic_hands
2013-06-16 06:04 pm UTC (link)

Martin scratched his ear as he thought. The spell should wear off he figured, but how could he help that along? Hmm...

Speaking of...where was his hat? The bunny's head whipped around to look for it and he turned back to Frances, twitching his ears and trying to scratch his head more to try and indicate 'hat!'. It was a little difficult though. Though as he did so, tiny wisps of blue smoke began coming off the bunny. Good! It meant it was wearing off.

Now...to get the archer to understand his bunny sign language. Hat!

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	hotshot_hawkeye 2013-06-17 08:16 pm UTC (link)
	Whatever could he be indicating, thing on top on of his head that wasn't there at the moment? She rolled her eyes dramatically and headed back to the kitchen. "Alright, alright, you can have your hat. See? I didn't do anything to it," she pointed out and put it on the felt next to him. "It's not your size, you know. Not even those ears will prop it up." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

magic_hands
2013-06-17 10:19 pm UTC (link)

Great, bunny sign language was understood! One hurdle down!

He twitched his nose at her in response and scurried over to his hat, sniffing it and running around it to be sure it was still fine. More blue smoke came off him and he nuzzled his fur against the hat, almost trying to rub off the smoke with the hat. Well he wanted to get rid of the excess magic fast, and his lucky magic hat was actually magic and served not just as storage but to help him catch and absorb any accidental sparks of magic that his gloves let out here and there.

There was a good minute of the tiny bunny scurrying around his hat and rubbing against it until there was a good cloud of blue smoke around him. Then, just as it looked like he was going to go around again, there was a resounding BANG and the young mage popped up mid-air just above the edge of the pool table, and landed on it, slipping off and hitting the floor with a very loud thud.

"...ow."

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hotshot_hawkeye
2013-06-18 11:24 pm UTC (link)

Looks like she guessed right, the way he paced around it to check for damage or something. She noticed the smoke and self-preservation told her to back up a few feet, because that wasn't good. Squinting suspiciously at the Rub-on-the-Hat dance, she was about to ask what he was doing when -BANG- and she jumped for the couch.

"Martin?" she asked around a couch-arm, looking at a pile of human legs sticking out from behind the table's. "You dead?"

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	magic_hands 2013-06-18 11:32 pm UTC (link)
	"...." Was the only answer at first, he was feeling a bit put out and embarrassed. And that fall had hurt. He was not a rough and tumble fighter by any means. "...dead or astral shouldn't hurt..." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	hotshot_hawkeye 2013-06-18 11:52 pm UTC (link)
	Getting up from her hiding spot, Frances cautiously walked around the furniture to check out her little mage. In retrospect, probably should have put him on the floor first. She hid a smile and just frowned at him in concern as he sat on the floor. "Martin, do you think the ears will tuck up into the hat?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	magic_hands 2013-06-19 12:02 am UTC (link)
	Still sprawled out on the floor, his legs half up and on the pool table, Martin turned his head and squinted at her. "Wha-" Then his eyes grew wide as the realization hit. Oh shoot! In blind panic his gloved hands came up to clamp onto the sides his head to frantically check. No bunny ears. He frowned and pouted at her. "...Not funny." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	hotshot_hawkeye 2013-06-19 12:09 am UTC (link)
	She laughed and leaned on the table, smirking at him. Shrugging lightly, she didn't seem too distraught about her prank. "You made me an owl and then had me bunny-sit a very sassy little Flopsy. It was adequate payback." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	magic_hands 2013-06-19 12:21 am UTC (link)
	He sat up and pouted at her as he rubbed the back of his head and checked for bruises and bumps. Ow. He didn't like this falling business, why did the superheroes seem to do it so much? Putting on a dignified face, he huffed. "Well I turned you back and fixed you." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	hotshot_hawkeye 2013-06-19 08:14 pm UTC (link)
	"Yes you did. And then stole my lunch snack," she teased and crouched on the floor to look at him eye to eye. "You sure you okay? I don't want think that you are going to whiplash back to a bunny in an hour." She waved her finger slowly in front of his face to check his eye would follow smoothly. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	magic_hands 2013-06-19 08:56 pm UTC (link)
	He nodded. "It doesn't work that way, I won't turn back to a bunny unless I try." Which he was not going to be trying anytime soon. Though he was feeling a bit banged up from the fall. Martin's eyes followed the finger accusingly. "What's that for?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	hotshot_hawkeye 2013-06-19 09:49 pm UTC (link)
	"Says you. Sometimes magic does squirrelly things," she countered. She laughed at his suspicious look and pulled back. "You hit your head, in the back, right? Medics do that to see if you hurt the brain area involving vision. Your pupils go weird and your eyes shake if there's trouble." She shrugged and added, "Mundane-wise, you're okay." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	magic_hands 2013-06-19 10:39 pm UTC (link)
	"It's only squirrelly because you don't know how it works," he smiled, slightly smugly, and teased her. "That sounds like someone being possessed." He stretched out his shoulders a bit, frowning at the soreness. "Hey, can we watch those lord of the ring movies now? I think we did the adventure part, and the rooms need to air out the magic." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	hotshot_hawkeye 2013-06-19 11:42 pm UTC (link)
	"Sounds like a plan," she agreed with a fond sigh. "I'm all magicked out, myself. I'll make some popcorn and we can take over the rec room." She stood up and grinned, brushing off her legs from the crouch. "What do you think, cinnamon-sugar or paprika on the popcorn? " (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	magic_hands 2013-06-19 11:47 pm UTC (link)
	"But you don't have any magic to begin with!" Martin got to his feet, a little shaky but still on them, and wrinkles his nose at her. "White cheddar." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	hotshot_hawkeye 2013-06-21 12:27 pm UTC (link)
	She, nobly and maturely, doesn't point out the fact they are having this conversation is because his magic had a hiccup. Instead, she just smirks and nods with the food order. "Aright white cheddar for you. Hopefully you all have a vending machine around because Reeses Pieces were made for hot popcorn." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)