A blast from the past. Canon is Sabrina the Teenage Witch

[magicalastrophysics]

Honestly...

I don't know why I bothered getting an internet connection. It's either Hilda signing me up for dating websites, or Salem buying Chinese junk off of eBay. I only got it to help Sabrina with her homework, and so I could get e-mail notification if I win a Nobel Prize. And now a Mortal decides to sign me up for this online journal thing. I already have WitchJournal.

Still... I suppose it's not all that bad. I'm glad you took the time to recognise me, but, really, surely there is a better way than this to get my attention?

No? Oh, well. Suit yourself.

Comments

[captaincold]

Heh. They got magic facebook now?

[magicalastrophysics]

You've never heard of SpellBook?

[captaincold]

Not so much, lady. Not really that into it so much as my friend is.

[magicalastrophysics]

Well, trust me, we gave Mortals that idea.

[captaincold]

You certainly aren't lacking for confidence.

/so nervous and rusty.

[magicalastrophysics]

Well, when you get to my age, you can afford a little extra confidence.

/ so nervous and new. This is the second character I ever made.

[captaincold]

Didn't know you got extra confidence at twenty-five. [Hey. He may be a bad guy, but that doesn't mean he can't flirt.]

We'll do fine? :P

[magicalastrophysics]

[Oh.

Oooh.]

Oh, my. Twenty-five? [She may be blushing a bit.] You really think I look twenty-five?

Clearly.

[captaincold]

Was I wrong? I mean, I was adding on a few extra years. Sorry if it was an insult.

He's a smooth mover.

[magicalastrophysics]

You're way off, but don't worry about it. Not many people get it right first time.

;-)

[captaincold]

Thanks for the tip. Though you really don't look that old at all. What was with all that "mortal" crap, by the way?

[magicalastrophysics]

Oh! Oh, I wouldn't worry about that. [Ixnay on the actually a witch-bay, Zelda.]

So, to what do I owe the pleasure of you guessing my age?

[captaincold]

[That'd be as surprising as a Puppy to him, honestly.] You sure. Sounds pretty worrying to me.

I can't complement a beautiful woman?

[magicalastrophysics]

Beautiful Oh, my... Well, you're very sweet to say so.

[Selectively ignoring the 'worrying' comment.]

[not_poppins]

They really never leave you much choice in the matter at all, do they?

Well, at least it's interesting.

[magicalastrophysics]

Yes, that's true. They do seem rather headstrong.

And it will be an adventure... And I can always work on my thesis when things get quiet. No Hilda, No Salem...

[not_poppins]

Quiet? Now that's an amusing thought. We must not be headed the same place. I've heard it's never quiet.

[magicalastrophysics]

I don't think he has any plans for me, no. Which is good... [But also might get a little boring.]

[not_poppins]

Even more time for that paper, yes? What are you writing about? I'm sure it's terribly interesting.

[magicalastrophysics]

I was thinking about a study on black holes interacting with interstellar medium. Or, now that Salem's out the way, re-creating my cloning machine.

[not_poppins]

I suppose I'd be lying if I said I knew what any of those were, but they still sound fascinating. [there's one word she does know, though, and it definitely pings her radar, as it were]

Interstellar ... does that mean you're a space traveller?

[most_feared]

[She sounds pretty familiar, but uh...]

Witchjournal? [He guesses that's a good start to the metric shit-ton of questions he has brewing.]

[magicalastrophysics]

[Way to let your mouth run away from you, Zelda. :|]

Oh, don't worry about that. Just something my neice signed me up for.

[most_feared]

[Of course he'd beeline to that.] I'm pretty sure my partner has tried somethin' like that. I just don't check my email anymore.

[The spam's gotten increasingly bizarre.] Who's Salem?

[magicalastrophysics]

[Getting a bit nosey for a mortal, aren't we, Kay?]

He's our brother. Loves the tacky Chinese knock-offs.

[most_feared]

I know the perfect restaurant for him to go to, then. Stop by Manhattan Island, there's a place called "Wu's"? Can't get more tacky knock-off than that.

[Because it belongs to aliens that received transmissions from old sixties films.]

[magicalastrophysics]

We don't get out of Boston that much, but thank you for the recommendation.

[most_feared]

Oh! You're from Boston. You don't look like someone from Boston. You look like someone from.... uh... well, someone that I work with from time to time.

Ever been to Truro, by the way?

[magicalastrophysics]

Yes, but that was some time ago. [About a hundred years ago.] Why do you ask?

[most_feared]

[That's a lot of emphasis on time and it has him curious.] Nothin'. Just know some people from there. [And he's always on the look-out for people that might recognize him.]

So you got a brother named Salem and your niece got you on WitchJournal. Sounds like you got a theme goin'.

[magicalastrophysics]

We're pretty in-tune with our magical side.