#spiteful prince: ozwell of oz

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A file folder, thick with photocopies, wrapped in plain brown paper and tied together with a piece of twine, is left on the counter during a rush in the store, addressed to Ozwell. One single note sits just on top of the folder when he unwraps it. 'I'm sorry. I tried to stop it before it got this far.'

It takes a while before Ozwell actually notices the folder, given how busy the store had gotten, but his eyebrows scrunch in confusion once he finally does. He picks up the note slowly, his confusion growing into concern. This could be any number of things, but given Laurian's profession, he decides to be safe, rather than sorry.

He pulls out his phone to send a text to his boyfriend and quickly closes down the shop. The package sits, for now, unopened on the counter until the other gets here.

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Lolliberry throws something at his own prince, pouting slightly to him as well.

Ozwell catches the pillow thrown by Laurian and holds onto it for a moment, before adding it to the pile of random throwable objects sitting next to him. He looks up at Laurian and smiles softly. "I love you."

Perry nods at Daniel's comment. "Yeah, yeah she is."

Stiles thinks about it for a moment and scrunches his eyebrows. "I don't know how much it actually has to do with anything, but weren't Meredith and Ciri having some sort of relationship issues over her magic a while back?"

About that time, Stiles Malloy comes tumbling out of a nearby crack, landing on a heap on the floor. He springs back up a moment later. "I'm up, I'm up!" Taking in the rest of the group, his eyes go wide and he nods slowly. "Okay, weird..." He doesn't think he took anything hallucinogenic, but this is spooky, even for him.

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Violet laughs at her Dinkley and shrugs as well. “What he said.”

Stiles and Perry both just whine a little, vaguely haphazardly pointing to all of the couples in the room before gesturing to themselves.

Perry smacks his hand that’s pointing at her. “Would you stop that?”

He glares at her but takes his hand back. “No. I was here first. You stop that.”

They both look at each other for a moment and sigh. Perry runs a hand through her hair and shakes her head. “We’re not doing this.”

Stiles nods and scoots a little further away. “Fine.”

Ozwell grins and winks at the other prince from his time-out corner. “You could be doing me.”

Violet chokes back a laugh. “So that’s why they’re in time out. Why am I not surprised?”

Ozwell sticks his tongue out at her, but looks back up at Laurian when he snaps. He nods and frowns a little. “Ciri. Shook a whole building practicing her magic, Ciri. We don’t like Ciri.”

At the question of headaches, Stiles, Perry, Violet Lincoln, Ozwell Lolliberry, and Sebastian Pollari (coming in behind everyone) all raise their hands.

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Gray Joe glared at Sylvia momentarily, looking up at the mention of Ciri. He stayed quiet for a second, just listening. Hmm.

Sam whined, gesturing to Nova Winchester behind him. “That! I don’t like that! That’s me!”

Blue Joe stood a little straighter. “Ciri?”

Red Joe looked over, frowning. “Yeah, why? Do you know her?”

“I know of her, kind of,” Blue Joe said. “She’s the daughter of one of my… shipmates, I guess, on our starship. She’s… complicated.”

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The other prince, in his timeout corner, grins back. “Gladly.”

Laurian finds the nearest soft, throwable object and tosses it at his Ozwell. “Hey.” He pouts slightly, glancing at Violet and nodding. “That is exactly why they’re in time out.”

“Shook a whole building matches the Ciri we’d know, except the building would also probably be falling,” the prince remarks, sitting up slightly. “Shook a whole building with magic is our Meredith.”

“I’ll take a wild guess here that Ciri is the Murphy,” Daniel remarks dryly. “Shot in the dark.”

Sylvia reaches out to her Sam to gently pull him in. “Oh, buddy, it’s okay.”

Nova Winchester looks at Gray Joe and whines, pointing to her-but-Sam.

Melinda pops her mouth, frowning, playing with a small section of her hair for a moment while she thinks, releasing it as she finally puts her thoughts into words. “Interesting how both Ciris, and for our swapped friends Meredith, who seems to be like so many others just Ciri-but-Meredith, are all complicated in some way.”

“Interesting how for those of us from places with magic, Ciri and Meredith both were powerful enough to shake a building and have left us concerned with her,” Daniel Lincoln adds. “You said your Meredith went missing right before this all started?”

Sylvia hums, the gears clearly turning in her head with all of this in mind, trying to work her way through the pieces they have.

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It hadn't been easy with the crying, but Sabrine finally found herself outside Ozwell's door, not to the shop but to the loft again, sobbing as she knocks hard, bangs against the door really, trying to bring herself under control and unable to, sobbing harder. "Ozwell!"

Ozwell jumps a bit when he hears the banging, but jumps to his feet and rushes to the door when he hears Sabrine yell his name. He throws it open, barely taking a second to register that she's upset before he's pulling her into the loft and holding her tight. Curse and feud be damned. She's his friend, whether she likes it or not, and he's worried about her. "Hey, hey, I've got you. What's going on?"

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Laurian can't help but grin as he walks into the shop, in spite of his exhaustion, eyes landing immediately on who he's looking for. "Excuse me, I'm looking for a book, something that tells you how to apologize to your boyfriend after you're forced to disappear of the face of the earth?"

Ozwell looks up when he hears the door chime, smiling politely. His face immediately lights up, smiling brighter when he sees who it is. He all but flies over the counter, scrambling to pull Laurian into a tight hug. He's home. He's really home. Ozwell pulls away just enough to kiss him deeply.

He pulls away to breathe, smiling softly and resting his forehead against Laurian's. "I think coming home in one piece is apology enough."

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Ozwell sighs. "In my defense, I forgot we had a session, or I wouldn't have been high. No cuts, I promise." He holds out his arms and does a small turn as proof. "I do care, and I don't need the answers." At this point it's a matter of pride.

Ozwell rushes over to Percy's and knocks on the door, muttering information off of study cards in his hands as if to cram whatever last bits of information in his head that he can. He will be passing this test. - ( @storystartsanew )

Percy was currently throwing out all the drinks in his fridge. He was tired and a bit sluggish at the moment due to someone (Floyd) playing a very dangerous trick by switching all his last minute reserves of Carrie & Lena's donated blood with red perilla and tomato juice. Percy opened the door and raised his brow at Ozwell. "This is accumulative you know?"

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Sylvia huffs as she walks right in, having most definitely picked the lock. "What. The fuck." Pausing, she glances at the two and groans. "And now I'm pissed he was RIGHT, too."

Laurian frowns in confusion, looking at her. "What?"

Ozwell looks up from where he's curled up next to Laurian, holding onto him tighter when he hears the door just open out of nowhere.

What the fuck, indeed. "Who was right? And you people need to learn how to knock."

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Laurian looks dead on his feet as he walks in but smiles cheerfully at his boyfriend. He'd come straight here from the plane. Hadn't bothered to do anything at all, just get here. God, he's exhausted, but it's Valentine's Day and he's ready just to be here. "Hi. Sorry it took me so long."

Ozwell smiles and shakes his head. "I'm just glad you're here." And he is. Just knowing that Laurian is home safe is more than enough for him.

He pulls himself off the couch and walks over to Laurian, gently checking him over for injuries. "C'mon, let's get you cleaned up, and then you can decide if you want to eat first or sleep first."

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The pink-haired witch knocks on the door, crossing her arms in front of herself, trying very hard not to try and hug herself and to look calm and together. Gods, she hated this, and she hated how much it scared her. Come on, Marshmallow, where are you...?

Ozwell extracts himself from his time out corner to open the door. He smiles softly when he sees Sabrine. Taking her in, he can see just how hard she's trying not to look scared. It's a feeling he knows well, even if he chooses to hide it differently. He holds his arms out to offer her a hug. "Glad you made it. I'll deny it if you tell anyone, but I was worried about you."

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Open Starter: If You Want It

Ozwell isn't sure that he wants to be here, but he knows he has to be for appearances. He isn't sure that Laurian is going to make it, and they hadn't made any specific plans because of that. So for now, he's stuck here alone.

He looks out at the room and finds a waiter carrying a tray of champagne. He grabs two with a smile. Walking a little further, he drinks one rather quickly. Before he can bring the second one up to his lips, he looks over to find someone staring at him. "I was about to drown my sorrows, but it's yours if you want it instead." He holds the full glass out with a chuckle.

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Closed Starter: Little Sister

Lucinda wheels herself into the bookstore with a slight grin. She's pleasantly surprised to find it wheelchair accessible. Not many shops like this are. She rolls through the stacks, aimlessly looking for nothing in particular. Her mission isn't to find a book. Her target looks up from behind the register and smiles. "Welcome in! Is there anything I can help you find?"

She smiles and nods. "You can, actually. I was wondering if you'd seen my brother."

Ozwell looks mildly intrigued, setting his book down and leaning over the counter. "I'm not sure, who is he?"

Her eyes go a bit wide, a hand coming up to her chest in faux indignation. "You're telling me he hasn't even shown you a picture of me? Damn."

He raises an eyebrow slightly in confusion. "I'm sorry I don't-"

"Let me introduce myself then," she wheels herself closer to the counter to hold out her hand, "I'm Lucinda. Lucinda Lolliberry."

His eyes go a bit wide then, reaching over the counter to shake her hand with a chuckle. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Lucinda. I don't know where your brother is, but I'd love to find out now, too." He pulls out his phone and opens the camera. "Say cheese."

She poses with a peace sign and a grin. "Are you sending it to him for proof?"

"Absolutely, I'm not about to send him a text telling him someone claiming to be his sister's in town and looking for him without also sending visual confirmation." He says it so casually that she almost forgets he's not supposed to know that's necessary.

He shoots off the text and shows the screen to her.

She just chuckles and shakes her head. "Wouldn't you like to know."

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Pandora comes in with her arms loaded down with bags of snacks, including ice cream, from a nearby store before she'd come over. "I'm here, Oz Boz."

Ozwell barely looks up from where he's cocooned himself in blankets on the couch. He's very obviously been crying, and he holds a blunt of something strong in his hand. He takes a very slow, depressed drag before he pouts up at her. "Thanks, Panda Bear."

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"Hiya, you're Ozwell correct? Séraphina Masters nice to meet you." She smiled and held out her hand for him to shake.

Ozwell cocks his head slightly in confusion, but smiles and shakes her hand anyways. "It's a pleasure to meet you as well. I'm so sorry though, I don't recognize the name."

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Closed Starter: Adventures in Kidnapping

Ozwell looks up from his book to see Pandora walking towards the car with someone else in tow. He scrunches his eyes just a little and closes his book. If Pandora wants to bring someone along on their adventure, he’s not going to complain. She tends to have good taste in friends, so he’s confident it’ll still be a fun time. He hops out of the car and leans against it as they approach. “Panda! Right on time. But who might we be kidnapping today?”  

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"Hey, I'm he... holy shit, did you rob Santa Claus?" Laurian's eyes are wide as he comes in, turning slowly to try and absorb even half of what was going on.

Ozwell puts his hand to his heart and shakes his head with a laugh. "No, I asked him nicely. I'm not a dick, Laurian."

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"I am, as the poets say, a mess."