A Slightly Dim And Not Quite Stormy Afternoon

[whatamithinking]

It is a fairly typical rainy August afternoon. Edie is lounging in civvies with a good book, and Emily is snacking on some leftover birthday cake while transformed and working on a metal sculpture.

"I don't know why you're bothering," Edie says of the copper-and-verdigris design. "I mean, the rest of it is going to go green too eventually, right?"

"Maybe, maybe not," Emily says stubbornly. "I could coat it with clear paint or something to prevent oxidation."

"Fair enough," Edie says, and returns to perusing her book.

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[whatamithinking]

"No doubt. We gave him our email, offered to show him the ropes when the time came."

[cheerfulish]

"That is nice of you."

[whatamithinking]

"Seemed like the best thing to do."

[iamnotpolaris]

"...Do you guys, like, need me for anything at this point or can I go back to my sculpture?"

[cheerfulish]

"You may sculpt," says Janine.

[whatamithinking]

snort. "Go on."

[iamnotpolaris]

"You laugh, but you'll be amazed when it's finished," she says with blatantly fake hauteur.

[whatamithinking]

Heh.

"So, do you want to call your mom for a ride home or something?"

[cheerfulish]

"Yes, I think I will do that now, thank you."

[whatamithinking]

She detransforms and pulls her cell phone out of her jeans pocket.

[cheerfulish]

Janine calls her mother. She omits all mention of kidnapping, but asks to be picked up from Emily and Edie's house.

[whatamithinking]

And that is pretty much that, for the next little while.