for mabel

[fetteredwings]

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Week 1, post execution before animal ears hits

[fetteredwings]

[Nala is just sitting on the edge of a slide in the playground, holding a potted plant]

...I'm not sure if I know how to keep you alive.

[hardyboys]

[ Mabel stops just a few short feet away, lifting her hand slightly in a short greeting to alert Nala of her presence. ]

... Is that one of the ones you got from Beryl's room?

[fetteredwings]

Oh, yes. I wasn't sure if we should leave them there so I took it. Are you good with plants?

[Waving at her fellow girlypop detective]

[hardyboys]

Not really. I have trouble keeping actual relationships afloat, I'm not sure I could stomach doing that to a plant.

[ She's kidding. ]

I think not overwatering them is the main thing. Or forgetting to water at all.

[fetteredwings]

[ relationship trouble? sounds like the perfect situation for a Succubus to dig into]

Plants are oddly fragile creatures, aren't they? They must have sunlight and just the correct amount of water. Anything else would kill them.

[ gently caressing a leaf]

And how might you be after all of that, Miss Mabel?

[hardyboys]

Not even to mention soil and all of that...

[ She mumbles quietly, running a hand through her hair. ]

I don't know, honestly. It all went by so fast, I'm not really sure what happened. He was just there and then... wasn't.

[ She very visibly got freaked out about it then, but it's hard not to when a guy gets... whatever happened to him. She's fuzzy on the details. ]

How are you?

[fetteredwings]

...it is fine. It wasn't like I particularly knew him but...it wasn't easy watching him disappear like that either.

[She had yet to witness it directly herself. But she had been summoned enough times to know now what the Storm would bring]</small.

w1, post body announcement

[hardyboys]

[ Mabel's not hungry right now, but when she goes with Nala to the cafeteria after leaving the library, she still finds herself getting a coffee and a plate of fries to pick at from the window that the food comes from.

She turns to look back at the other, her wings fluttering. ]

What're you getting?

[fetteredwings]

I don't know. I haven't felt truly hungry in awhile, so it makes picking a little hard.

[She'll pick up a pie and soda. She's tired. She also misses being able to eat meat]

[hardyboys]

When was the last time you ate?

[fetteredwings]

Hmm...before the town hall? My usual meals have been unappetizing. [Perhaps because she's become part ram]

[hardyboys]

[ It's kind of what she's thinking, honestly. ]

Maybe the new changes to us might have something to do with that?

[fetteredwings]

I do seem to be afflicted with more herbivorous like tendencies. [It's pretty bad] What about you?