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Sabrina Spellman ([personal profile] signed_sabrina) wrote2024-10-26 04:24 pm
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[the purge]

The work of weeks culminates tonight, and though Sabrina has spent most of those weeks crawling around buildings with chalk, making holes in the ground or in walls where she can stash some protective charms, and taking tiny catnaps of exhaustion, she regrets none of the work.

And the final touch, to be placed upon Leviathan tonight, has her buzzing in anticipation.

It's not all she's buzzing about.

Do not use the Purge as date night, warns some voice in her head that sounds like nearly every authority figure ever, and she's not! She really isn't.

But it's her birthday, and Jules is coming over, and they're going to wear costumes! Maybe they can rig up a projector and watch a movie, depending on how bad the Purge is outside. It's a whole night together, with plans to see if they can haul breakfast over to the bunker in the morning.

So if she's waiting, in costume, nose practically pressed up against the glass of the door, for Jules to get here, aware of the fading daylight and feeling a little excited, surely it doesn't make her a terrible person.

She hopes so, anyway.
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[personal profile] astheocean 2024-10-31 07:16 pm (UTC)(link)
As Jules makes her way to Leviathan, close to sunset but early enough not to risk being out when the alarm sounds, she finds herself more excited than nervous. Maybe it's just because she's had something else to focus on during the lead-up to an event that quite literally sounds like something straight out of a horror movie, or maybe it's because Halloween has always been her favorite holiday. Either way, it's been easier than she would have expected not to spiral into fear over it. She'll be with Sabrina, and she trusts Sabrina's magic to keep them safe, enough that they should be able to have some fun tonight instead of just cowering in fear.

There's a spring in her step and extensions in her hair as she makes her way down the eerily empty sidewalk, clad in a costume she couldn't pass up. As she's explained it, Hocus Pocus might not be the most enlightened or accurate depiction of witchcraft, but it is an iconic piece of '90s pop culture and a queer cult classic, making it kind of a no-brainer. She has a duffel bag in tow, too, with pajamas to change into later, some snacks, and in the very bottom, a small, carefully wrapped present. It's not only Halloween, after all, but Brina's birthday, too, and she can't just do nothing for that.

She beams when she reaches the shop, her smile only widening when she steps inside and really gets a look at Sabrina's costume. "Holy shit, you look amazing."