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Tweak says, "taste the spork"

Dora Tonks is (polymorphic) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-07-04 12:21:00

Entry tags:

!incomplete, day 14, dean winchester, location: thrift store, nymphadora tonks, open

Who: Tonks and..OTA
Where: The Thrift Shoppe
When: Day 14, around 1045am
What: Tonks wants new clothes
Rating: PG?
Status: Incomplete

Reminder: The Thrift Shoppe is the site where all five reactions combine.

Today was a good day. Tonks could feel it. So good, in fact that she was quite giggly while cruising along the path toward the thrift store. The witch needed new threads like whoa. Her poor jeans were still quite holey (more holey than normal) since they hadn't been fixed up with the magical reset. Holey. Holy. She started laughing at the wordplay. "Should give my clothes a right proper burial, bein' holy and all." This was spoken conversationally. But there was no one around.

All the same, the woman with the pink-and-green striped hair was bouncing along closer to the store. "When I'm out walkin' I strut my stuff, an' I'm so strung out.." Not too bad of a singer, but dancing was out of the question. She twirled around and strutted her stuff like the song said, but only ended up tripping over her own feet and tumbling to the ground. "Oi!" Looking quite put out, she stayed there for a minute and then started giggling at herself and laid back on the ground, right in the middle there. And why not? It was as fine a place as any.

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hellsboy
2009-07-05 03:39 am UTC (link)

"Stuff leaks through?" he gasped and put a hand to his chest. Her hair suddenly looked somewhat globbular and more like jello than fire. It bubbled in and out around her head in a very obscene way that made him giggle. "You should do that with your hair, Tonks."

Dean turned circles for her in the tutu and laughed. "I have very nice legs. Strong ones too. In fact, they were the only part of me that didn't get broken that one time in New Orleans when this voodoo priestess decided I was the devil incarnate and tried to back into me with her jalopy. I sort of miss that kind of hunting. Not the pain though." His eyes looked nostalgic until she started in with the John Wayne accent. It was pretty darn good too. He giggled. "I could go for buscuits too! What are doxies? Are they fattening?"

"No, dude, take it off," he said and cringed as he saw the sweater she was wearing. Not only were the reindeer restless and running amock but Santa seemed to think he was Paris Hilton on a runway in France or something. It was horrible and he couldn't look so he cringed with his arm over his eyes, laughing because it was just complete silliness to be doing that. Especially in a tutu!

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polymorphic
2009-07-05 03:48 am UTC (link)

"It does! Like leaky stuff, when you've got a broken cauldron an' green goo is all over the floor..like it is now! Mind the goo, there, Twirly Man." But Tonks was sort of mesmorised by the circles that he made. Lights followed him with each turn, changing colours as fast and fluidly as she changed her features, so fast that it soon made a complete circle around the hunter. Like a hula hoop of made of light.

"I like it! The reindeer are dancing!" She pulled the sweater away to look at said dancing animals, giggling, then pulled it off and threw it back on the shelf. "What to wear, what to wear.." Another shirt caught her eye, waving at her until she finally took a good look at it, where it made her a little sad. It was a t-shirt with wolves on it, howling at the moon. "Can you hear them?" Asked as she touched the shirt. "I miss my friends back home. I hope they're okay."

Wait. Voodoo? The devil? "So you know all about magic, really! I remember Sam sayin' something about Shapeshifters.." Another trail off. "But I'm prettier than the ones you've run into, yeah?" Tonks had no freaking clue why she asked that question, except for the fact that Sam said the shapeshifter he ran into lost their skin? Ew! She laughed, looking at her arm, which was sparking and crackling with little fireworks. That was pretty, right? Looking back up, she took a step closer to Dean while waiting for his answer.

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