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[Nov. 1st, 2008|04:42 pm]
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Who: Henry Townshend and Elphaba Thropp
What: Meeting
Where/When: Henry's offices/Tonight
Warnings: I'll let you know
(Now in the correct comm!)

Elphaba had memorised the address Henry quoted her in the comments, and made her way there with haste. She felt vulnerable and exposed with the Grimmerie so visible in her possession. She had held it close to her breast since arriving in this new world, as it were, allowing her only one hand to do everything else. She had no way of knowing if the Wizard was about at all, given that she was no longer in Oz, it seemed unlikely, and yet she wasn't willing to take casual, irresponsible chances with something as sacred and potentially powerful as the Grimmerie. For all she knew, it was reduced to a novelty in this plane of existence, though she didn't think that the case. She had called upon one of the spells to help her find Glinda the day before, after all. There was still power in the yellowed pages, and that power needed to be contained and protected, kept from hands who would use it for evil.

Arriving at her destination, Elphie secured the book in her satchel, a hand held to the coarse fabric. She did not know this Henry Townshend, nor did she know if he were at all trustworthy. She had to believe he was, for his offer of security came at just the right time to be fate. Fate had never once been kind to Elphaba Thropp, and she had only a gut feeling now, to hope things would be different this time.

She approached the door with minimal apprehension and used the handle of her broom to knock.

First responses from Henry and Elphie )
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[Oct. 30th, 2008|10:08 pm]
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Who: Glinda Upland, Elphaba Thropp
What: Reunions, questions, likely suspicion and magic
When/Where: Right the heck now, the Infamous Bridge in Central Park
Warnings: No, not so much.

Needless to say, the sights and sounds of this new... place, had left Glinda feeling altogether confused. There were small dogs following people on ropes, large metal transport boxes, and sounds coming from them that seemed like war songs and spells gone wrong. All her attempts at asking for information had been met with derision, which for Glinda was just wrong, so she decided to do as she'd promised, dropping down onto a bench in the strange little forest, picking the leaves out of her dress while she waited for Elphaba to come to her.

Elphaba. Helping her, even after... it wasn't right, she knew it wasn't right, and yet she knew if anyone could figure this out, it was her old friend. She simply had to trust in her, and hope... she would understand. She had to understand.
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