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[tucky]

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[Tiffany Doggett appears to be moving up in the world. Horatio, Venus, and Tig's posts had sparked the beginnings of "I wonder..." feelings in her; when Venus had asked if anyone had magic powers, she'd experimentally wished for a couple new songs to appear on her iPod - and lo and behold, it had worked.

Two hours later, she's lounging like a queen on one of the poolside chaises, looking cool in a bikini and a pair of designer sunglasses, margarita glass in hand. The clothes folded on the chair beside her look new, too. Behind her, the pool room is noticeably expanded - the ceiling is taller, the pool itself is much bigger, and there's a twenty-foot water slide that empties out into the deep end.

There's also a hot tub.]

Y'all got any requests? I'm feeling generous today.

[Merlin is still in a coma, and she's seriously hating that, spending a good deal of her time hanging around him and fretting. But this? This is a good distraction.]

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[Every good thing has its downside, though, and non-stop wish-granting is no exception. Every so often, the built-up exhaustion will reach a boiling point and Tiffany will quietly vanish, retreating to her room and crawling into bed for days on end. Calls and texts will go unanswered, as will knocks on her door; however, she won't bother locking it, so anyone who tries can wander in. Eventually, she'll start to perk back up, and the process will begin anew.]

[filtered to Dillon, Iris, Mason, and Simon; dated to after Arthas's post]

I been hearing a lot of real, you know, contradictory things right now - mostly about these powers we got and whether or not we should use them. I have heard we could destroy ourselves if we do, and I have heard they're the only way to save ourselves. I'm gonna tell you right now I don't know what the right answer is, and I'm not gonna ask what you think 'cause I bet no one else really knows either.

So I just wanna say, stay safe. I'm... I'm pretty fucking scared right now, as you can probably see, and I I'm feeling the effects from this a little bit. I think I'm just kinda tired, but I don't know. But I love y'all and I want y'all to be okay, so take care of yourselves and tell me if you need anything from me. Anything at all.

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[babyfacedkiller]

[Lloyd's been transformed into something of a low-rent genie, too. He's been a little more modest about it, at least so far, mostly because he's been worried there's a catch to the wish thing. Not too worried, though. He has magically cleaned his room, restocked his bar, and gotten himself a pretty awesome pinball table.

Tiffany has clearly been more ambitious with her redecorating.]

Sure, I got one. You said you were gonna go drinkin' with me, remember?

You still up for it, or do I got to flash you my Pennsylvanian birth certificate first?

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[tucky]

No, I'm still for it. Most of the people I've drank with have been British. One was from Kentucky. It ain't actually limited.

You wanna meet me there? Just gotta get dressed first.

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[babyfacedkiller]

There are a lot of British people around, aren't there? Only ones I saw before this place were on TV.

I can meet you there. Or I can drop by the pool, if you prefer. We could wish for drinks, with the little umbrellas and everything.

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[walkthedarkpath]

Get my sword and I will protect you from anything that frightens you.

[ There's a playfully dangerous edge to his voice.]

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[tucky]

... You gonna do anything like what Arthas did?

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[walkthedarkpath]

I have no reason too. Yamato is meant to be a sword to protect, not to harm.

[ Except he totally murders a loooooot of creatures and people with it.]

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[surfaceshine]

You need to be careful with what you're doing.

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[tucky]

Huh? Why?

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[surfaceshine]

What's it costing you?

[sharpsurprise]

Miss Doggett? What did you do?

[tucky]

What does it look like I did? I made the pool better!

[sharpsurprise]

What's the... [He mimes something that supposedly means 'slide']

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[routemistress]

I won't try and tell you what to do, but aye - I am worried doing much with this could 'ave bad effects. On the boat and on us. Please take care, my darling.

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[tucky]

Did you see what Arthas said?

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[routemistress]

Which bit?

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[irishrotter]

Can I come and see you? I need to ask you something.

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[tucky]

Yes. Please come see me, Simon.

[broughtwhiskey]

[They haven't spoken since their spat over Simon. And that's perfectly fine with him. He might be here to popcorn.gif a little bit. He's such a nice guy, udek.]

Seems to me you're playing with fire.

[tucky]

Seems like I got things under control.

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[americasdirtiest]

[Mickey's heard about the prospective pool party by now and he has, like, zero interest in what sounds a crowded, awkward social event full of too many half-naked people getting into his personal space. The pool itself, though, that seems vaguely interesting, or at least like a needed change of scenery. The only pools he's ever been in before are the ones back home: the crappy local public pool -- hepatitis factory that it is -- or the Gallaghers' little backyard tub thing. Never an indoor one, and definitely not any that look like that.

And he's tired of staring at his walls, anyway, so he wanders up a little while after her post, hoping there won't be too many people there now.]

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[tucky]

[By now, Tiffany has gone through both her wishing insanity phase and the subsequent crash. She still plans to enjoy the new and improved pool room for as long as it exists, though; she'd suffered for it, after all.

She raises an eyebrow when Mickey walks in, surprised to see him.]

Didn't think you were a pool type.

[formerself]

[Eggsy's life so far hasn't involved a great many waterslides and has involved a brief period of panic-response hydrophobia thanks to That One Time I Nearly Drowned In A Flooded Dormitory, Thanks For Nothing Merlin, but the latter has faded. So, he does eventually dig out some swimming trunks and a towel and show up.

Tiffany's about, looking washed out in a pool lounger, and he gives her a wave and a smile.]

Alright?

[tucky]

[When she hears his voice, she lolls her head in his direction, squinting at him sleepily.]

... Eggsy?

[bodilesswarrior]

[Barbara's smile is wryly fond.] Remember we were talking about being impulsive?

[tucky]

... I guess this kinda looks like that, huh.