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Heya, folks, seasons greetings and all that crap. It be Friday, so we get some room to play today! The sky is the limit, as it were, except for a few rules we need to just remind y'all about:


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Yetis and Unicorns and Floods, Oh My!

Date: 2010-04-25 09:46 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pandionpandeus.livejournal.com
I dunno where this came from, really, but I hope you enjoy it. :)



“So,” Gabriel drawled, dragging one finger through a ring of condensation. “So, it goes like a circle with a curlicue. Add a dash here and a short line there and you’ve got yourself a bonafide Yeti summoning charm.”

The Trickster next to him, some small religion tourist come to America to see the sights, nodded slowly, his eyes glazed over. “You don’t say?” he murmured, taking a long draft of the beer he’d been holding onto for the past ten minutes. “You don’t say?”

Gabriel nodded. “Indeed. But here’s the best part. Draw it on a hunter’s back. Gets the bastards every time.” He beamed as if he’d just come up with the trick then and there. He might well have.

Swallowing another mouthful of getting-warmer beer, the Trickster crinkled his eyebrows. “But how does it…how does it…that?”

“Ah, that’s the secret,” Gabriel confided. He paused a moment to finish off his own beer and order a new one. “That’s where the rabbit comes in.”

“Rabbit?”

“Uh-huh. Fast little buggers, rabbits. Gotta be, if they want to live. So, you got the rabbit and you do the charm and presto! Sit back and watch the flood.”

The Trickster laughed. “Oooh! The flood! That’s a good one!”

Gabriel nodded congenially. “I know, right? Did that one myself. Caught the unicorns out, I did. Silly things. All flowers and peace and love and who-knows-what-else.”

Abruptly serious, the Trickster nodded. “Ah, yes. Saw one last week.”

“You don’t say?”

“Yeah. Down in…over by…tiny creek. Was by a tiny creek. Didn’t like me much.”

“I can’t imagine why,” Gabriel said, downing half his beer, then blinking as the bottle suddenly separated into two. “Hey. I got an idea.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

“…Whuzzat?”

“I’ll show you.”

And Gabriel snapped.

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