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tired eyes follow the gesture , with an accompanying slow blink after nothing conclusive was pointed out . bow has to squint for a moment , as if there’s something she’s just entirely missing because of her drowsiness , but alas , she finds nothing out of the ordinary , and this clown was still wasting her time . she huffs , with her eyebrows furrowing as she turns back to constanze .

❝ … yeah ? ❞ the whole concept of having a house and a spaceship in one package is just … what’s normal for her . she’s not about to come to the same conclusion as you , constanze , and her patience is running thinner with each second that isn’t spent in bed .

{🔧} Okay well this is going nowhere fast, and there’s clearly a communication issue here in that neither party is willing to say words? Bow has said a few, but not nearly enough.

A groan, and Constanze reaches for her things, a few Stanbots peeking out from behind her while she scribbles something down - she’d be barely audible up this high anyway.

After a moment, the board flips, and Constanze just... glares. That’s her normal expression, I swear.

Big floating house. No magic usage. Are you an alien? Or just an inventor?

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with it approaching the later hours of the day , the kid stationed inside of said strange spaceship was getting ready to pass out . walking through the main room of her house in the direction of her bedroom , she stretches and lets out a yawn , with —

— oh . there’s … someone at the closest thing she has to a front door . ugh . she walks up to the hatch on the side , unlocks it , and opens it , seeing as how there’s no vacuum of space to worry about while she’s in the atmosphere . she pokes her head out , anger evident on her face .

❝ … what ? ❞ only one word escapes bow , and it’s filled with frustration . she’s tired , she wants to go to bed , and this person has the audacity to come and visit now ? she’s had plenty of unwelcome visitors in the past , but they were at least people she had seen before . so who was this clown ?

{🔧} So the owner of the ship... was human? Or at least looked human - did intelligent life from beyond the stars really just look... human? Constanze isn’t sure if she’s disappointed or not.

She pushes her hat up, goggles unnecessary while she’s stationary, and her only real response to the other’s question is a silent two handed gesture to the very odd ship she rode in on - the expression on her face is that of confusion. Why is her ship just a straight up house.

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Six was on edge in this new place from the very beginning- she dislikes being out in the open, especially during the day. Now there was someone watching her. Another girl- older and a bit bigger, but not enough to be intimidating. The girl makes a sound that she supposes is meant to address her, so she pads up to her on bare feet, staring up bluntly into her face. Does she need something?

{🔧} A small robot stands next to Constanze, watching the child carefully - this could be some kind of trick - spirits and the like, taking odd forms, but... Constanze isn’t sensing anything odd. There’s a brief moment in which no words are exchanged, until Constanze finally decides to speak - a rarity.

“... Lost?” She asks, voice almost a whisper, head tilted curiously.

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{🔧} When Constanze had heard rumors of a UFO sighting near Blytonbury, she’d expected the usual sort of sci-fi ships you saw in the movies - and she’d hoped to snag some serious tech, but...

After finally managing to skip curfew, and set up a telescope, she’d found herself looking at what looked like a... a house with rockets attached. This is either a magic user getting very confused, or aliens just aren’t as advanced as everyone had expected.

So, of course, Constanze does the one thing any smart person would do, and immediately revs up her broom, flying up to the oddly stationary floating house, to knock on the... front window. Weird.

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{🔧} Now, being a witch, Constanze is used to seeing odd things- minotaurs, goblins, cyclopses, magic nuclear missiles, you name it. But some things stick out, and someone wearing nothing but a raincoat on a somewhat sunny day is like, the opposite kind of odd to the type Constanze is used to.

Nobody seems to pay the child much mind, so... Constanze scoots up, clearing her throat slightly to get the other’s attention - might as well make sure they’re okay, and all.

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no problem. how are you?

I think I’m okay.

Nearly broke my wand trying to hide my computer.

You?

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hello this is lapis

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Constanze.

Apologies in advance for any spelling errors.

English keyboards are odd.

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dreamsuitemuses‌:

🍄 | “Aw damn.” She says quietly, looking at the machine not too impressed.

Shrugging solemnly, she turned to go out the door, deciding that she’d wasted enough of Constanze’s time as it was already. Shooting a final glance back at the other.

“I’m going back to my dorm, just knock if you need me.”

{🔧} For the most part, Constanze’s just... thinking. These only look like metal, but if she could figure out a way of infusing them with actual metal, she could just... grow more.

As Sucy leaves though, Constanze turns, obviously not wanting to lose the company just yet. She’d spent all day doing nothing, and only Sucy had come to actually check on her...

Unable to say anything, Constanze panics, hopping up to grab Sucy’s shoulder to pull her back, but she... only really succeeds in pulling her down, the tiny witch finding herself face to face with Sucy very quickly, and...

Well, forgets to stop pulling, Constanze’s lips suddenly pressed against Sucy’s.

Oops.

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🍄 | A cold hand moves up to Constanze to gently move her fringe back, leaning down to give her a little kiss on the forehead before moving back.

……. wait what did she just do?

She blanks for a moment before shrugging gently. Blinking slowly at the machine, she laid a finger on the top of it, looking over at the other.

“Does it normally take this long?”

{🔧} “...” Honestly, Constanze is just as confused - she glances up at Sucy, a very soft pink dusting her cheeks.

Glancing over at the machine next to her, she taps it a few times, prompting a loud ding!

“SCAN COMPLETE. ‘METALLIC MUSHROOM’. SCAN SHOWS LESS THAN OPTIMAL METAL CONTENT - OUTSIDE OF MUSHROOM SEEMS TO APPEAR RUSTED, BUT IS PURELY FUNGI. POSSIBLE DEFENSE MECHANISM.”

... Well. That was a waste.

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🍄 | She makes a mental note of the other witch’s discomfort before promptly plucking out each one with gentle fingers. Light, slender hands gently wrap around the head of the fungi before twisting it and with ease, it popped off, leaving yet another small dent.

Popping off each one, she handed them over to Constanze, there was a plenty amount of them, at least. Blinking, she rolled her sleeve down, wiping whatever was left of the other’s saliva on her other sleeve.

“Is that enough…?” She asks in her normal high pitched tone, seemingly unfazed by what just happened.

{🔧} Eyes screwed shut, Constanze awkwardly takes each mushroom, setting them aside next to the machine still analyzing the first.

She was... gonna have to find a way to grow these that didn’t involve growing them out of someone’s arm.

Once they’re all gone, and Constanze can finally look at Sucy once more, the tiny witch nods vigorously - no more mushrooms needed, thank you.

She’d... probably dispose of these ones once she figured out how to make her own. She’s not sure she wants something grown from human flesh making up her inventions.

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