First Curse | Video

[bearnecessities]

[Currently, the netbook is upside down when it's finally turned on, so there's a weird angle on the young woman's face as she leans into super close to the screen. Seriously, she spent about twenty minutes pressing buttons and commanding the mirror to turn on. Anyone paying attention to the network probably saw a lot of keysmashing and hearing her say some crap like "Mirror Mirror". :| It's pretty embarrassing.] This is a piece of junk. Is this like one of the magic mirrors I've heard about? Because it's no wonder only witches have them.

[Her cheeks puff out a bit as she moves back, and while the video is still upside down, you can make out that while the girl is pretty, her dark hair is messy and full of leaves, her clothes are slightly dirty, and she's scowling pretty intensely.] I am sick of magic. And also people holding me against my will. [The girl taps at the screen, hard.] Or people using me for their own means. [Basically? There's a long list of things that Belle is sick of.]

Send me home. I will make any deal you want, give you anything you ask for.

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[bearnecessities]

[She leans forward on one of the counters now, elbows digging into the wood, chin placed in her hands.] It's not my future, either. And I wouldn't so easily dismiss magic just because that's not what you call it.

[But she doesn't rightly care about the future or technology or any of that at the moment. She's hungry and tired and her sisters are gone. She's been thrust into a room with stranger and there is the problem with her curse. The very idea of attacking people again...

She scowls, standing up straight again as her hand goes to her pocket. The bottle is still there. Maybe the witch knew this would happen to her.]

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[alphaintraining]

[He stares at Lena for a long moment with a raised brow. She doesn't know what technology means? He's almost tempted to ask her what century she'd crawled out of but he fights the urge.]

If it is magic, that's what I'd call it. But none of us are children and there's no such thing as magic. [He replied to Belle, without looking at her.

Werewolves, Kanimas, and mountain ash he could deal with. And there was nothing magical about any of that.]