majkemaniiia

[majkemaniiia]

Magica raises a brow, then softens to a smile. "My dear, your secret is safe with me. As we agreed on from the beginning."

It was a bit sad that Magica couldn't boost her own reputation with her spell efficacy, but at the same time, she recognized it might not be the best way to gain credibility. Manipulating people's sentimentality. She sighs for a moment. "It was lovely while it lasted, Tiana. If you should need anything else, please don't hesitate to call on me. I'd love to help your success, however it is."

She glances about, feeling the cold settle. Whatever.

"Anything else?"

@truitt-story

Make Up Your Mind | Magiana

[majkemaniiia]

( Tiana, my love, Magica cannot read your mind. But she can check the vibe <3 )

The words were spoken, and though nervous, it was enough. Magica plucked a few reagents from the air -- the feelings of joy that floated from the next room, the softness of comfort, the weightlessness of the smiles, the smells of the herbs -- and let them blend together, circling her left hand three times. Her wand -- her ring -- glowed for a moment.

And suddenly, in this office, it felt... a little colder. It probably wouldn't out there, not yet. Not until the magic had a chance to dissipate, but that coziness had seemed to vanish slightly. A slight tickle of chill up the arms.

"It seems to have done it," Magica says, after a moment, taking stock of the magic in the air. "There you are, Ms Truitt. An enchantment-less restaurant."

@truitt-story

Make Up Your Mind | Magiana

[majkemaniiia]

Caiette’s Swynwrimo 2024: Task #14 — Neighborly Plotting

Magica didn't hate getting mismarked parcels. It was pretty normal at Benbow. She wondered sometimes if the post person just didn't like her personally, but whatever.

Anyways, she gets this huge box in front of her doorstep and it feels so heavy when she goes to lift it. Actually, it's inconvenient? And when were 1E and 3C similar... like at all?

Anyways, Magica is just to try to push it out towards the entrance with her feet but she's able to catch sight of the intended recipient and isn't that great! Also, she's seen him in The Rock Shoppe a lot but she doesn't say hi much, maybe she could stand to be friendlier?

"Hey neighbor!" She calls, trying to catch Ian before he made it to the steps. "Order some books?"

@ianthedisastrous

mistaken parcels | ian & magica | #swynwrimo

[majkemaniiia]

mistaken parcels | ian & magica | #swynwrimo

[majkemaniiia]

Caiette's Swynwrimo 2024: Task# 22 — Call Me, Beep Me!

Your character’s phone! List ten contacts, the last five messages, four apps, and screensavers! 

Contacts & Messages

@apennywasted, @thesorceress-hera, @truitt-story @darius-dues, @geehosaphat,

@madmagicmim, @auntcass-hamada @scampcomehome @menodoramoon, and Lena

App List

X, The App Formerly Known as Twitter

Instagram

Pinterest

Canva

Co-Star Astrology

Labyrinthos

Notes

Whatever the Swynlake Version of Instacart Is

Spotify

Pandora

And many more <3

Lockscreen & Homescreen

Caiette's Swynwrimo 2024 Tracklist.

[majkemaniiia]

The photo. That was the tell. Magica could respect Tiana's wishes, but still felt a little bitter she couldn't play around with people's feelings in the restaurant. Free reagents were free reagents.

Still, Magica never had a relationship with her father -- not like Tiana seemed to have. In a way, Magica is envious. To give up such success for the values of her dad? Her own father might say to be successful at any cost, even for being a 'good guy.' But when Magica thinks about actual 'good guys,' maybe Tiana's dad could fall into that category.

She'd never met him, but he seemed.... if Tiana was the way she was, then her father couldn't have been so bad.

"It sounds like you've made up your mind, even if you feel uncertain about it," Magica says, already rifling through her purse for a handwritten note. "Well, if that's what you want, then that's what shall be."

With a slight flourish, the card comes out with a verse for Tiana and some spell bits for Magica.

"----- I free my intentions. I unbind my inventions. I accept resolution -----"

"Alright. So you're going to read this card and I'm going to unbind your you and your restaurant from the spell. Easy enough?"

@truitt-story

Make Up Your Mind | Magiana

[majkemaniiia]

#lgbtqia+ confirmed!

[majkemaniiia]

Before Tiana even had to say it, Magica knew what she wanted. She'd come in briskly, a look of determination -- an attempt at determination -- set on her face. Magica, for her part, takes it well. Doesn't look offended at all, just concerned.

"I suppose I shouldn't ask if 'you're sure,' seeing as you have the conviction," Magica says, giving Tiana an understanding nod.

Magica's already figuring out what reagents she might be able to harvest in the wake of this. Still. She nods. Glances around... "I'm sorry that it's come to this. I really hadn't meant to cause you any problems and I respect your decision."

It was a good thing that Magica had been preparing for this, or at least, the possibility of it. "I wondered if this would be your answer. Lucky for you, I've had the conditions to end the spell on my person since our last conversation, at least every time I come here. Can I ask... though... what is it that solidly made you change your mind?"

@truitt-story

Make Up Your Mind | Magiana

[majkemaniiia]

Magica smiles sympathetically . "I understand. I apologize that this didn't work out as you'd hoped," she says. "Whatever happens next, I'm happy to do what you feel is right."

She glances back at the door. "I'll go see if my usual booth is open. But just let me know."

And with that, Magica sweeps out, leaving Tiana to her thoughts.

@truitt-story

Look At This Photograph | Magiana

[majkemaniiia]

Oh, poor lamb. Well, it was fun while it lasted. And never call Magica uncharitable, that's a lesson to be learned from this.

Or, you know, a lesson in using magic to gain fame and fortune and good wishes, etc. in any case, this was about the worst that could happen. The spell would eventually fizzle out on its own if Tiana's belief continued to falter and it ate through the photograph. If all were honest, Magica didn't like the idea of that outcome.

While Magica had a difficult relationship with her family, she didn't want to lose them.

Tiana had already lost her father.

"Mmm, magic can be telling that way. But I assure you, there's no judgement for whatever your choice is, Tiana," Magica says. "Just let me know and we can figure out how to move forward. It's your spell as much as mine."

@truitt-story

Look At This Photograph | Magiana

[majkemaniiia]

Lena would have possibly been a good apprentice. Could have learned from Magica's aunt Chiara, and then Magica. Would that be like what Juniper did? Hera's teacher, and then Hera.

What different life could Lena have? But it's not like Hera was in charge of raising Juniper, so the circumstances are entirely different.

Magica nods to Juno, looks to Hera. "So how did you acquire such an apprentice? Your teacher's recommendation?"

It's an honest question. Magica doesn't have experience with sorcery training outside her own family. Well, that's not exactly true, she knew of it. It still wasn't something she experienced.

"Oh, yes," Magica says, in reply to Juniper. "Light sorceress. I actually met your Sorcery teacher by half-blinding her with a wayward beam. I'm not terribly good at it, but I don't mind. My interest is more in old spells, things from spell books my family had collected."

@thesorceress-hera

practical magic || majera ft. juno

[majkemaniiia]

"So they're probably not disproportionately strong," Magica hazards, "if they're only taking little things. Like the carvings, like the socks." Magica liked... magic. She liked learning about different sorts of creatures, certain types of magic in the world. She'd never come across some sort of black, fuzzy things as Kristoff was describing. "Do you want to try to investigate your apartment? Do you think one is lingering?"

Was Magica missing anything? Not that she knew of. It wasn't like she noticed a reagent missing, even, or a spoon. The little puff-balls weren't interested in her things, or maybe they just couldn't get in.

"Do you leave your window open often? I never do -- I should -- and I've not noticed anything go missing. Have you asked our other neighbors?"

@lostinthewoods-kristoff

On the trail of something spritely || Magistoff

[majkemaniiia]

@apennywasted

"What, the dreams? Or people's inane connections?" Magica asks. Because, sure, she was mad about it. But talking to Seamus again after all this time -- okay, YES, he was irritating. But irritating in the way that you'd see an old friend.

(They weren't friends.)

Someone who could get under your skin just for being. Someone akin to a sibling but better and worse because you chose them. Magica didn't choose Poe. She somehow chose Seamus.

(They weren't friends.)

"So what are you doing now?" Magica asks. "I didn't think you'd settle in a small town like this. Or are you not and this is part of a long-con? If so, I respect the hustle. If not, I respect the peace and quiet."

(They weren't friends.)

Yet, somehow, Magica realized she missed this.

Fair is Fowl, and Fowl is Fair || MacTunnag & de Spell

[majkemaniiia]

Ah, so there it was. And Magica was intrigued by Lilith's proposal, sure, but the actual rewards of such a search had -- thus far, by the efforts of others -- been fruitless. If there was a stone of immortality somewhere and it was found, then it would either be public knowledge or it would be so hidden or squirreled away that no one would ever find it again.

Still, Lilith was a smart woman. Could she be overly ambitious, possibly? But she'd piqued Magica's curiosity and, like Magica had though, she loved an adventure. Living in small-town Swynlake was it's own sort of adventure, but this was something more. Something possibly thrilling to break through mudanity.

"Okay, so you're after the Philosopher's Stone," Magica repeats. "And you've done some digging. And how am I to help you with your plan? You know what I said, that I'm abysmal at certain magics. What makes you want to recruit me?"

@ravenwitch-lilith

Sunday Meeting || Majthorne

[majkemaniiia]

"A little obvious. Still, first dream is very disorienting. At least you knew about them, I suppose. I had no clue, no one filled me in when I moved here. Had to track down an old friend and interrogate the details from him."

Friend sounded better than bitter rival, after all. She wouldn't know if she considered herself a Seamus friends. Maybe once? They had a shared history, have experienced many different 'relationships.' All covers or guises, Magica wasn't exactly sure where they stood in real life.

They'd hidden under the mask of lovers, siblings, strangers -- what were they? What were they when Magica used to show up at Seamus's with a nice bottle of wine and they'd decompress after a job? Or when Seamus chimed in on Magica's long-distance phone calls home.

She shouldn't be thinking about Seamus with anything but contempt, but--

"Dream me liked camping, so obviously, there were some subtle differences," Magica says, almost like she's trying to be reassuring. She searches her fading memory for some concrete time she and Paul had interacted. Had he been there when Magica had her heart broken at sixteen, much like real life? Probably not, they weren't in the same cabin very long. "But you know, those dreams pull out traits about us that we deny, too. I don't know, maybe you're a softie on the inside and just need a little more affirmation."

Wow. That seems sentimental. Quick, Magica, come up with something snarky or catty to say. Your reputation is on the line.

"Sorry you missed our 'Regency Era,'" Magica says with a slight laugh, refocusing the energy. "That was the one before the god kids at camp, one. Last February. That one ended in less tragedy."

Marriages vs Monster Attacks.

Magica shakes her head, smiling all the while. "It's only my second," Magica admits. "Definitely not a Native, am magically inclined. No lock-picking though, just dismal light magic. I moved here almost a year ago, got a healthy dose of Swynlake magic as a surprise Valentine's gift. Mind you, I'm not seeing anyone now.

"Last time I got to be wealthy and live my best life in the early 1800s. But with more rights, so there is that. I was married, too, so that was a surprise... Then I woke up in my apartment at Benbow so, you know, win some-lose some."

She shrugs, nonchalant as all.

"Maybe I care because the dreams are revealing. I don't tend to remember my dreams much in the real world, so having vivid dreams that are collective are a nice-ish change of pace. When they're not bloodbaths."

Magica realizes she's being very open about all of this. Probably more so than she intends to be. They were siblings in the dream though, so maybe opening up just came more easily? Maybe they did share some moments in their dream history which makes talking to him easier.

"So, now that you've had one, are you looking forward to others? Or are you... not a fan?"

@doc-hudson

The Unfortunate Experience of Being Known || Doc & Magica

[majkemaniiia]

Magica purses her lips. "It's powered by your intent, Tiana. If you are having doubts and maybe -- subconsciously -- don't want the spell, then it will attempt to confirm your doubts," Magica says, spinning the truth just a little bit. Just enough to shift the blame.

Is it dishonest? Only a little bit. And, honestly, Magica feels bad for it. At the same time, she doesn't exactly want Tiana to feel distrust of her. Magica had been witchy enough to incur misgivings before, even when there wasn't a scheme in place...

"I'm happy to do what you think is best with the spell," Magica says, her tone soft, "I just wish you'd come to me sooner about your concerns."

@truitt-story

Look At This Photograph | Magiana

[majkemaniiia]

" ----- Thank you everyone so much for attending. I know that there are so many lovely events today and I do hope you get to meet each candidate and see what it is that we can offer. Now, tea and sandwiches are over there, feel free to take as many as you like.

You might be wondering a bit about me. Well, I'm happy to answer individual questions, but here's a bit of an overview. I was born and raised in a small community in Italy. My parents were practitioners of magic, as is my brother. I, myself, am a light sorceress, though I prefer to dabble in old books and my specialty feels more like a formality at times. I've spent a lot of my life traveling for the sake of my niece, finding many places good for dwelling but not as a home. Here? There's something special about the Swynlake Community that I want to help and serve.

I'm thankful that you all have welcomed me and I'm here to give back however I can. I would love to help however I can. Now, please. Enjoy. And if anyone has any questions, I'll be happy to answer. ----- "

-- Majke de Spell