island picks the worst times

[robenwizrdharem.livejournal.com]

[a young boy, soaked to the bone and with his clothes sopping wet and reeking of salt, is dragging himself up a beach grumbling at his outstretched hand]

Come on, magic doesn't just disappear! Nor do staves! In mid-air! Aah... either way, it's a good job I learnt how to swim...

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[bigscoops.livejournal.com]

Just leave it to the grown ups! Like me!

[robenwizrdharem.livejournal.com]

... ... now I'm a little more worried.

[bigscoops.livejournal.com]

Don't be!

[robenwizrdharem.livejournal.com]

It's a little automatic, especially when you say something like that with a smile that wide...

[bigscoops.livejournal.com]

What's wrong with smiling?

[robenwizrdharem.livejournal.com]

... how to put it... if it's you, I kind of get worried that something terrible is going to happen to someone. . .

[bigscoops.livejournal.com]

Ha ha ha! You're waaaaaay too paranoid, sensei!

[robenwizrdharem.livejournal.com]

A-ahahah... maybe I'm just a little on-edge with my mother suddenly being here...