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Ari has completed the enchantment of a very nice sword for his client. After some cooing over him being cute about a boy and some distress about him being cute about a vampire, Sally taught him the window enchantment (it's actually quite simple, you just jargon jargon wizardry words that don't make sense) and sent him on his merry way. The sun has finally set, and he's strolling past the Magic Box deliberating over whether to go in and see if they'd like some shiny rocks.
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rockdove
"The fence may not be as much of a problem as you think," murmurs Ari. "Telekinesis has a way of making things easier."
rockdove
Ari nods to the clerk, hands over a wad of twenty-dollar bills (which, judging by her reaction, are not an uncommon means of payment at this Bed Bath and Beyond) and hefts the mattress over his head. It considerately refrains from wobbling at all. "Shall we, then?"
unmarred
"You're so helpful," Mark says fondly. "Yes, let's."
He makes a rude gesture behind his back at the glaring lurking woman as they leave the store.
He makes a rude gesture behind his back at the glaring lurking woman as they leave the store.
bishopric
Once the gay vampire has left the store, Johanna punches the air. "Still got it!"
To her confused sales assistant, she says, "Oh, yeah, um, that one. Yeah. Sorry."
To her confused sales assistant, she says, "Oh, yeah, um, that one. Yeah. Sorry."
rockdove
Meanwhile, Ari makes his way to the crypt, mattress continuing to cooperate. "Anyway, I think I'll just float it over. Teekay is easy."
unmarred
"You are very useful and I appreciate you," says Mark. He climbs over the fence in his usual fast efficient way.
rockdove
Ari levitates the mattress over, drops it on Mark, leaps over the fence in his usual ridiculous showy way, and retrieves the mattress.
rockdove
Still holding the mattress above his head, Ari steals another kiss. Then he races off towards the crypt. He's excited! He gets to make a bed! And magic windows!
rockdove
Ari manages to finagle the mattress through the door of the crypt, and through the coffin-stair, and begins calling a bedframe out of the stone of the basement. Bed!
unmarred
Bed!
Mark is so pleased about his bed. He must snuggle Ari on it. It is imperative.
Mark is so pleased about his bed. He must snuggle Ari on it. It is imperative.
rockdove
No, but there are windows to window!
Ari will snuggle Mark for a while. Snuggling is allowed. On sufferance.
Ari will snuggle Mark for a while. Snuggling is allowed. On sufferance.
unmarred
Okay, there. That is enough snuggle. Ari can escape now if he likes.
rockdove
Ari escapes, after a kiss. And then he goes to the windows and starts painting lavendery sigils on them, babbling on as he does so. "The north wall I'm linking up to the creepy old apocalypse temple thing on the cliff overlooking town. East looks into this cool flowery garden in the first Bradford graveyard. The last two I don't have any ideas for yet, you can tell me if you see somewhere in town you'd like a window to."
unmarred
"Sure," he says agreeably. "I love you. You're delightful. Every time I look at that bite on your neck I want to have sex with you again."
rockdove
After a few minutes, the windows are appropriately oiled. Ari raises his arms and chants in a vaguely Germanic-sounding demonic tongue, and globes of light coalesce around his hands and grow into flickering squares showing bits of Sunnydale at night. They meander over to their windows and sink into the glass; the windows now, to all appearances, show the views from their respective spots. All that remains of the oil sigils is a faint smell of lavender.
Ari turns. "Now. What were you saying about sex?" he asks, running his fingers over the bite mark and shivering a bit.
Ari turns. "Now. What were you saying about sex?" he asks, running his fingers over the bite mark and shivering a bit.
unmarred
Ooh. Enthusiasm.
Mark experiments with licking the bite again, even though it is not so much actively bleeding anymore.
Mark experiments with licking the bite again, even though it is not so much actively bleeding anymore.