Moira stuffs some of the remaining food she's found around the kitchen into the bag, quickly finding a couple of empty glass jars and transforming them into water bottles with a quick spell, holding one out to James before going and filling her own. One of these days, she thinks, she is going to have to confront James about the way he assumes that she is the root of all his problems. She suspects she's oversimplifying his attitude problem in her own thoughts, and she knows she doesn't know him well enough to understand his pain.
But time enough for that when they get home and they both have a moment to think things through. She finishes filling her bottle before stuffing it, too, in the bag. She grabs a knife and a fork from the table and quickly transforms them into a pair of daggers. She also casually spells both of their bags to make them as lightweight as air. She doesn't want to take any chances, should they encounter other nasty things in the dark. She's practiced enough in the craft of magic that she can employ it for resourceful uses when the situation at hand calls for it.
"Right, which direction should we head in first?" She asks, suddenly all business.
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Date: 2014-05-20 12:04 pm (UTC)But time enough for that when they get home and they both have a moment to think things through. She finishes filling her bottle before stuffing it, too, in the bag. She grabs a knife and a fork from the table and quickly transforms them into a pair of daggers. She also casually spells both of their bags to make them as lightweight as air. She doesn't want to take any chances, should they encounter other nasty things in the dark. She's practiced enough in the craft of magic that she can employ it for resourceful uses when the situation at hand calls for it.
"Right, which direction should we head in first?" She asks, suddenly all business.