#convo:reed

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@askreed continued from here:

“Not your fault!” The princess sneezed again, finally grabbing a tissue and blowing her nose.

“I really should start carrying these myself,” Cora admitted, especially now that more and more students were being admitted to Auradon Prep. There were bound to be more fairies.

At Reed’s comment about anti-historians, the princess was puzzled, “Wait, you mean like censors? People who change history?”

[agathaxxharkness]

When: Evening (Date Unknown) Where: New York - Baxter Building - Reed’s Lab With: Reed @fantasticdoctorreed​

Agatha liked to consider herself a dabbler in all the mystic arts; it was difficult to reach her age and not have dipped a toe into every discipline. One of her less used avenues was future-sight. She knew it was unreliable and more often than not, wasn’t worth acting on either. Unless it came in a dream and very detailed...Those shouldn’t be left alone unless they suited her design.

So, it was time to pay a visit to some dear friends, the Richards’, well, Richards and Storm? Did Sue keep her hubby’s name? Agatha never had a chance to ask sine they were usually exchanging blows at the time. Regardless, it was easy enough to teleport herself into the Baxter Building and she floated down a few corridors before catching a sight that brought her up short. 

An ass. 

A pretty nice ass, don’t get her wrong, but the waist was currently stretching out of the room and down the hall. Well, no prizes for guessing the owner. She smirked and floated over, touching down and regarding the shapely rear end for a moment before shrugging and smacking her palm right across the cheek, “Hoo, bet you could bounce a quarter of this bad boy Stretch, if you weren’t a married man I’d be making a few more moves back here.” She said, her witch’s cackle following her words. 

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reedstormborn 

Uhhhh sir, you're the head psychiatrist, right?

You guessed correct. Indeed I am. Something the matter?