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Lo, How a Rose E'er Blooming
Edie has mixed feelings about the roses.
On the one hand, magic exists.
On the other hand, ow.
On the first hand, perfect healing.
On the second hand, ow.
On the first hand, flight.
On the second hand, holy fucking ow that one's definitely the worst, yep, ow ow ow.
On the one hand, magic exists.
On the other hand, ow.
On the first hand, perfect healing.
On the second hand, ow.
On the first hand, flight.
On the second hand, holy fucking ow that one's definitely the worst, yep, ow ow ow.
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Since TK is apparently great she puts in her own blue rose to replace the black one. The insubstantial bruising is significantly more pleasant than the other roses' methods of joining. Now, what can she start out doing with telekinesis?
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A lot of the mental dexterity involved benefits from her practice wiggling imaginary objects through the conjuration magic, though.
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The blue flower hurts a lot less than the black one, it feels kind of weird. Not being able to conjure things feels weird too, she spent long enough practicing that she keeps absentmindedly trying to draw a marble or a necklace or something through and minding the absence.
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Fuck it. The ache didn't bother her that much, and it would probably be best to get used to it as soon as possible, considering how much worse taking it out and putting it back in is. She doesn't bother to take the blue flower out again (the nonblack flowers barely hurt while they're in, really) before sticking the flower of It Really Really Hurts back in her arm. Ow, but the resulting pain is frankly dramatically much less than the pain of putting it in, so there's that. Great. Let's conjure a bunch of pebbles and juggle them while finishing this worksheet.
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Her concentration is, sadly, diverted as she has to finish the rest of her schoolwork (she has never resented its intrusion more than she does now, this is fun) but she manages to force at least a few more grams out of her capacity before she looks at the time and makes herself go to bed.
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