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Vignette - Warehouse Mixup 3
Keeley spent the night in the box in the loading area, waiting for the morning to load her onto a truck and ship her -- a human woman -- across the country. Or even, she thought, to Canada. And while she did desire to see the world, she was less than pleased about the circumstances of her trip. Keeley figured out quickly that something strange had happened to her. That more than not moving, Keeley wasn't even breathing. Her heart wasn't beating. Or if they were, they were working at such a slow speed it didn't matter. And yet here she was, alive and thinking.
The morning came soon enough and men loaded her onto an eighteen wheeler. She heard
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Cut It Out! (Inanimate TF)
Cut It Out! (Inanimate TF) Mira shuffled on the spot, flicking nervous glances at her watch. 09:30, still ten minutes to go. Swallowing, she paced up and down the concourse of the mall. You were supposed to show up five minutes early, right? She didn’t want them to think she was the kind of person who shows up too early. Around her, the mall bustled with shoppers. More than she’d expected, given it was a weekday: men and women, retired or off work. Truant teens, whose gaze she struggled to avoid. She felt so stupid standing around in her business clothes–why did she even have to do an interview anyway? She’d submitted a hundred or more job applications in the last couple of weeks, paying each about as much attention as the others (i.e., barely any). What was the point, when she was expecting exactly none of them to respond? She just wanted to get as many out there as possible. As such, it had come as something of a surprise when the little book store in the mall had replied to
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Vignette - Warehouse Mixup
Keeley walked down the warehouse's dimmed aisle, fiddling as she did with her phone to call her Uber. She wasn’t drunk, exactly, but she could only walk in a mostly straight line. It was enough that she would rather get a cab. She still heard the revelry of the Christmas party going on behind her with seasonal music and raucous laughter echoing through the warehouse. She had things to do in the morning, unlike her co-workers, and left the party early.
It had been a great party and even though it wasn't Halloween almost half of the warehouse employees had dressed up, not merely in Christmas finery, but in Christmas costumes. And Keeley
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At this point it's not so much manipulating the button as it is just outright learning magic from its use. It's funny how many of your stories involve doing science with magical objects.