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[blastiafreak]

Let's get one thing straight: I'm forgetting these curses ever happened, got it? You all should do the same!

[What Rita has failed to notice--but what's pretty obvious to anyone who looks thanks to the green tank top she's wearing--are two or three small fading bruises on the sides of her neck. The genius mage still has some hickeys as a souvenir.]

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[blastiafreak]

Yeah.

[The flush on her face hasn't gone away since this conversation started--or even since she realized he left marks for people to see.]

I just wanted to make that clear.

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[stargathering]

I got it. [ He can't believe he left marks on her. He can't believe himself. At least they're gone, though. ] Take care, Rita. Remember that none of that happened.

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[blastiafreak]

[Rita can't believe this whole thing. She almost finds herself wondering if he left any bite marks on her, too--Did Estelle see those?!]

I'm already forgetting. [Total lie.] Just make sure you do, too.

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[stargathering]

[ He doesn't think he left any bite marks. He can't look now, though. ]

I have already, too. Good night.

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[blastiafreak]

[And Rita's sure not about to ask him to check.]

Right. Later.

[She feels like she should say something else. Or maybe she should just stop. She can't decide, and it's frustrating.]