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Margaret "Molly " Katherine Amanda Carpenter ([info]molls_carpenter) wrote in [info]madisonvalley,
Molly C & OPEN
Molly hadn't been to a fair in a very long time. Chicago didn't really have them very often, but once or twice her family's church had one for fundraising. These days there was no way she'd go on any of the rides for fear of breaking them by proximity with her magic. That would put too many people, especially kids, in danger. So she stuck to the midway with the games and food.

After procuring herself some funnel cake she was walking along the games of chance and came across a couple of kids that were obviously on a first date. The guy looked like a typical fourteen year old boy who had somehow managed to get the pretty girl to go out with him. He was trying to impress her at the milk jug game. The softballs were obviously underweight and the jugs over-weighted. Molly wrinkled her nose as the kid valiantly tried a second time and his date was losing interest.

Nobody could rival Molly when it came to illusions. Even Harry had said as much. As the Rag Lady it had been very effective in getting the bad guys to kill each other by making them believe they were seeing something else entirely. Making the barker running the game believe that the kid knocked over the bottles was nothing for her.

As a giant pink teddy bear was being handed over to the triumphant young man Molly grinned then turned to slink away...only to bump right into someone.


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