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Tweak says, "It's the night of the chicken!"

Esmerelda Weatherwax (ms_weatherwax) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-06-07 19:35:00

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!dropped, day 10, esmerelda weatherwax, l lawliet, location: church

Day 10 - Morning
Who: Granny Weatherwax & L Lawliet
What: first meeting
Where: near the church
When: Day 10, around 10am
Rating: TBD
Status: Active

Even though she didn't like to think of herself as such, Granny Weatherwax was an old person. Therefore she needed only a few hours of sleep every day. That night she almost hadn't slept at all, between the uncomfortable bedding and the feelings that the place was giving her.
Her neighbors were probably glad when she got up; nobody ever had the courage to tell her but Granny made in her sleep some noises that couldn't be simply described with "snore".
Granny was already fully dressed when she got up - she had no intention of undressing in foreign places after all the stories she'd heard from Gytha. Granted, Gytha could tell similar stories about Lancre too, but in Granny's mind it was better safe than sorry.
She fixed her own iron-hard bun as her only concession to toilette and stepped outside.

For some time she walked around. She didn't met anybody, which was a bit of a surprise for her. In Lancre everyone got up at the crack of dawn and the sun was already up on the horizon.
But she enjoyed the quiet. Some of the people she'd met the other day had been... simply awful!
Granny made a face. They hadn't shown her no respect! Nobody even recognized her as a witch!
She'd only got the vague concern that people offered to the elderly and the weak, and in her opinion Grann was neither.
She was tempted to do some magic just to prove her point, but that would be acting like a wizard. She wouldn't be having any of that.
Her footsteps brought her to the door of a large building. Granny had seen Unseen University once, and this building reminded her very much of that.

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inmyownworld
2009-06-13 03:13 pm UTC (link)

This answer was no more satisfying to L than Granny's previous evasion of the question entirely. He canted his head, looking suspicious.

"I thought that the elderly were beyond vanity... I mean, once you're past sixty, what's one more year or decade?" he asked, shrugging. "So... a bit... sixty five? Sixty six?" He asked, leaning on the shovel handle, clearly even more interested since it seemed to be a very big secret. "It's only fair, you know how old I am..."

Two things were true about L. One was that he was extremely tenacious. The other was that no one had ever told him that it was impolite to ask people older than him how old they were.

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ms_weatherwax
2009-06-15 04:10 pm UTC (link)

Well, now he'd done it!
Granny had thought she'd been a model of patience up until now. At least, she'd managed to control her hot boiling rage and had even given Ryuzaki answers, after some time and in her own fashion. But the way he was still badgering her... It was unbearable!
Granny's patience, running thin ever since the day before, had finally reached its end.

It was at times like these that she wished she could be the bad witch; the frog option was looking very appealing right now. But she had to contain herself. The poor man already had enough problems of his own without her having to add to them.
She looked - or rather, stared - at him for the longest time without replying, then shrugged and walked away.
"It'd give up on the grave-digging if I was you," she said without turning her head. "It ain't for you."

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