Magic Box, Wednesday

[wannabe-pan.livejournal.com]

Andrew had a stack of books and printouts sitting on the counter.

Not for the first time that day, he asked himself, "Why is jet propulsion so confusing?"

The Magic Box was open!

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[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

Willow had said that his invention would probably (not definitely!) need magic and had told him to look up the other witches on campus to see if they had anything.

...the problem being that witches (other than Her) didn't really advertise and he wasn't about to start asking everyone and their sister if they were a witch. Or if they weighed more or less than a duck. But Liir did have logic at his disposal and as he'd popped in once before and seen a bunch of things that he didn't know what they were or what they did and seemed vaguely esoteric, he decided that a place named the Magic Box might be a good place to find a witch.

Or at least someone who might be able to help him figure out what he could need.

As such, he slipped in the door again, this time with a bit more purpose and a little less desperation... and was just a little bit surprised to find Andrew at the counter.

It did make him smile, though. He lifted his chin and pulled his bag around to reach into the pocket to find something as he got out a greeting.

"Morning."

[wannabe-pan.livejournal.com]

Andrew glanced up and smiled as well. "Hey, there!"

He hopped up and came around to the front of the counter. "Just out and about?"

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

"Sort of," he admitted with a faint grin, still searching for something in his bag.

"I didn't know you worked here, but it was a nice surprise."

Now he was taking a look at Andrew, thinking about what Karal had asked him. Did he want to kiss him? Cuddle him? Did he think he was attractive?

Finally, he found it as he pulled the little bag from his satchel.

"Cookie?"

He had a load of them from baking with Lulu last night.

[ooc: Meeting ate me]

[wannabe-pan.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, I've worked here for a while now," Andrew said, grinning. "There's a Magic Box back in Sunnydale, where I'm from. I was a little weirded out by it at first, but it's actually really nice spending time in here. It's good and familiar."

Andrew's eyes went wide at the sight of the cookies. "Yes, please," he said, holding a hand out.

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

He laughed, just a little, before putting three or four into his hands.

"They're hazelnut with chocolate in the middle. We did a few other things, but this is the easiest to carry around."

He looked around the store as he pulled one of the cookies up to take a bite for himself.

"So... things in this store are for magic?"

[wannabe-pan.livejournal.com]

Andrew bit into a cookie, closed his eyes, and groaned in dramatic pleasure. "This is really good."

Andrew followed Liir's glance about the store. "Some of them are. Some of the things are just for fun or show though," he said, pointing towards a display of outlandish looking hats.

"Did you make the cookies in class?"

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

He shook his head as he nibbled his way to the chocolate in the center. He blissed out for a moment, eyes fluttering between opened and closed before shaking it off and explaining.

"Miss Lulu invited me to her apartment to show me how to make some other things. I was curious since they're so good and I wanted to know how so I could make them for other people. She said I could have some since I helped make them."

He glanced around again before peering at Andrew curiously.

"Do you know anything about magic? Or memory?"

[vkandis-son.livejournal.com]

After spending the morning with Trenor, Karal came into town in search of Andrew.

It was actually quite easy to find him, seeing as Karal knew where he worked. "Andrew?" he said hesitantly, once he'd come inside the store.

[wannabe-pan.livejournal.com]

Andrew glanced up from his papers and broke into a wide grin. "Karal!"

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Karal smiled back, looking more than a little relieved. "I didn't get a chance to talk to you in class yesterday and I wanted to," he looked briefly at the floor, then glanced back up, smile sheepish, "umm, apologise for behaving like a crazy person on Saturday."

[wannabe-pan.livejournal.com]

"You really don't need to apologize," Andrew said standing up. "I mean, sure, I've had the constant reminder of your actions scrawled across my chest since then, but it's fading."

He rubbed at his chest. "Slowly."

[vkandis-son.livejournal.com]

"And your back." Karal went bright red and facepalmed. "I blame Gavin for that!"

[wannabe-pan.livejournal.com]

"But, hey," Andrew said, trying to be comforting, "at least you earn marks for good penmanship."

[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

John thought it was good to know a friend's work schedule. "What's with the paper stuff?" John asked, leaning on the counter to try and see.

[wannabe-pan.livejournal.com]

"It's notes and crap for the project I'm working on in Inventiontronics," he explained. "I'm meeting up with A.J. over lunch to work on it."

[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

"Oh, I think Jaina's in the class," he commented. "What'd you invent?"

[wannabe-pan.livejournal.com]

"Well, nothing original. At least not yet," Andrew said, pushing some of the papers towards John. "But I'm hoping it will be some kind of jet pack, or something that can fly."

[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

"Ooh!" Now John was honestly interested. "Now that looks really cool! Do you think it'll work?"

[wannabe-pan.livejournal.com]

"At this point, I would be happy to build something that didn't explode within seconds or end up cooking the wearer's legs mid-flight," Andrew said, looking a bit gloomily at his notebook.

[withoutverona]

Romeo slept in that morning, but, vaguely remembering his conversation with Andrew, he trotted off to the store in the afternoon.

And stood staring at the shelves of herbs. "My old teacher could spend many a day here, and would need to be barred from the shop when you closed," he informed Andrew.

[wannabe-pan.livejournal.com]

"Was he into potions?" Andrew asked, walking over and wondering if Romeo was from a dimension with magic.

[withoutverona]

"Anything one could do with a plant," Romeo said, with a slight roll of his eyes at the memory. "Medicines, potions, balms, poisons. The diocese built a greenhouse on top of the church, after his nagging."

[wannabe-pan.livejournal.com]

"So your teacher was a priest? Were you, ah, studying to go into the priesthood? Or were you in like Catholic school?" Andrew had no idea how things like that worked.

[withoutverona]

"He is a friar, but it is much the same. And yes, I went to Catholic school, but never had thoughts of the priesthood," Romeo said, slightly anxious at the idea. "I was an altar boy for a brief while, though."

"What sort of school did you go to?"

[wannabe-pan.livejournal.com]

"Oh, an altar boy. That must have been interesting." Andrew stopped himself before he could voice any of the other ideas and images that just ran through his head.

"I just went to a regular public school -- Sunnydale High School. It's pretty typically American, full of cliques, ran by the beautiful people..."