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August 12, 2004

Dear M-A,

What the fuck happened? I can’t make heads or tails of what little I saw on the journals when I managed to get to the library. Are you ok? Is everyone ok? What the fuck happened?!?

-Kit






August 12, 2004

Dear Jamie,

Are you ok? I mean really, seriously, are you ok? And please explain the parchment. The letter was beautiful (and long) but I still don’t understand what happened. Explain. Call me. Now.

Yours worriedly,
-Kitty






August 12, 2004

Dear ‘Yana, Jubes and Terry,

Do any of you know what happened? Is everyone ok? Are you ok? Be ok, please, because I’m very confused and would very much like to know that all of my roommates will be safely waiting for me when I come back. Won’t somebody please explain!!!

-Kit

Return letter

Date: 2004-08-12 07:27 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] x-crowdofone.livejournal.com
Dear Kitty,

I'm okay. Everybody's okay. And I've called you by the time you read this and you know this already, but it won't hurt to see it again, I'm guessing.

I love you.

Jamie

Re: Return letter

Date: 2004-08-13 07:01 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] x-crowdofone.livejournal.com
Dear Kitty,

Well, that was the first time I'd heard your voice in better than three months, so you were hardly the only one being hysterical.

I am really okay, aside from missing you like crazy, which is the annoying thing about this dimension-hopping stuff. Not that I would've wished another dozen or so weeks of worrying on everybody here, but it's still most of a month before I'll get to see you again, probably! You can ask my mom, or Dr. Bartlet, either one, they'll both back me up on the okay.

And I'm willing to help beg your parents if that'll get you here faster.

Love,
Jamie

Date: 2004-08-12 07:53 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] x-tarot.livejournal.com
Letter back to Kitty:

Kitty,

We are okay now. I suspect Jamie tried to explain, and he probably did a better job than I did, because it still makes no sense to me. We were in Asgard. Yes, with Thor and Odin and Loki. Well, Odin anyway, he's the only one I met of those three.

This letter has got to make it look like I am insane.

It felt like four months there. It was winter when we left Asgard, and still summer when we got back here. I do not know if Jamie told you but -Doug- got us home. Yes, Doug Ramsey. The one I am dating. Amanda could not do the spell to get us home because it required a male caster, and so she gave Doug some of her power and he did the spell.

I think he has not yet stopped smiling. He got to fly with the leftover magic.

Do not tell Jamie - I have a sketch of him in Asgard, with a beard, so that you can see it. I have two, actually. One done there, with charcoal and one I drew here in pencil. It was really hideous, like a dead furry thing died on his face. Doug's was not much better, though he managed to trim his a little. You have to see it.

Return letter

Date: 2004-08-13 11:01 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] x-tarot.livejournal.com
(The letter is in a large padded envelope, and includes a piece of rough parchment, wrapped in plastic wrap (charcoal smears otherwise), with a sketch of Jamie and a -truly- silly looking beard.)

Kitty,

He had a beard. He had a -lot- of beard. He says dwarves do not make razors. As you can see, it was that bad.

Doug. Magic. Yes, I am rather not happy about it either, but it was the only way to get us home, or so I am told. We'd have been there another week/four months if he had not been willing. I am trying not to think about it too strongly.

Asgard was... cold. It was like - did you see the Thirteenth Warrior? It was something like that, only with much taller scary people and movies do not tell you how bad people smell when they do not bathe. It had a few good parts, but overall? I think I much prefer Earth and the 21th Century to anything else.

Most of life in the mansion is insane. My roommate is purple, the other one turns into a wolf and the third... actually, it is best if I try not to talk about Monet.
My boyfriend speaks -every- language in existance, his roommate and best friend can do ten things all at once before breakfast, and their roommate is -green-. Writing those sentences should convery a feeling of wonder or awe, except that I think I sprained my sense of disbelief about six months ago, and it has not healed yet.

-Marie-Ange

Return letter to Kitty.

Date: 2004-08-12 09:53 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] x-snowflake.livejournal.com
Hey,

Don't worry. Everyone's fine. We got kidnapped to Asgard, but nobody got killed or permanently posessed, and we're all back here doing the usual. For the second time in my life I'm thanking the universe for running water. You should be here. It's pretty funny.

The boys grew beards, which looked ridiculous. Oh, and we saved some dwarves. It was good karma or something.

(Next time we all go dimension-hopping, I am staying home. I ended up in the underworld again. I'll explain when you get home.)

You're coming back soon, right?

~Illyana

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