Magica De Spell (
lifesa_witch) wrote in
happilyeverbeginning2020-09-16 09:57 pm
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i'm your venus, i'm your fire (magica x scrooge)
Immortality tended to get boring. Whether she was booted out of the divine halls or voluntarily left depended on who you asked. As far as Magica De Spell was concerned, the mortals deserved to be in her presence every so often to entertain her. She flitted from village to village, trying to find someone worthy of her time, but alas, her standards were very high.
Then she learned to hear the whispers, the rumors, about a clan that rose from the depths of defeat and refused to stay down. The next head was a strong, determined lad who worked to the bone every day to bring glory to the family name. Curious about such a man, Magica walked along the dirt and the stones to where the man supposedly traveled for his wares. For now, she disguised her presence, allowing herself to be ignored by all living things so she could observe without being seen.
After all, when it came down to it, she wasn't going to hit it if this McDuck wasn't a looker.
Then she learned to hear the whispers, the rumors, about a clan that rose from the depths of defeat and refused to stay down. The next head was a strong, determined lad who worked to the bone every day to bring glory to the family name. Curious about such a man, Magica walked along the dirt and the stones to where the man supposedly traveled for his wares. For now, she disguised her presence, allowing herself to be ignored by all living things so she could observe without being seen.
After all, when it came down to it, she wasn't going to hit it if this McDuck wasn't a looker.

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"... What are you doing?"
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She knew it had to be Scrooge's imagination, but... well. Wouldn't hurt to use her divinity to "see" for anything suspicious.
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She silently came up to Scrooge, and without any warning, kissed him.
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But then pulled back, sighing. "We can't, lass."
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"... I could make you forget me." She said quietly.
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"None of this?"
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"You have a duty to your clan. To marry well and carry on the blood. You need to be able to give yourself away to... another." As much as she found the idea utterly loathsome.
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He couldn't say the words, but he'd give himself to her. Just this once.
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So why... why didn't it feel right?
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What could he have possibly done to do this to her?
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What else could he say? What could he do?
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