[ Right now, Julie is too nervous to even take in the fact that this woman is apparently wearing a costume over a much better costume. Even if she can't tell what that costume is (a mermaid, maybe? Like a more fantastical mermaid?), it's obviously high quality and more interesting than a sheet. ] No, don't --
[ But when you've been zapped to death by a ball of lightning, you don't take well to balls of anything dangerous in your presence, and the fact that she's uncorking the bottle sends Julie literally crawling into a nearby crowd of manifested partiers who duly protect her by continuing to stand in a cluster. All she needs is other bodies to take the damage.
It takes a long moment after the fireballs disappear, after nothing happens, before she peeks out from behind the legs of someone dressed like a mummy, staring up toward the ceiling as if she expects it to start raining down fire as in Egypt.
When it doesn't, she takes a long swig from the bottle of Fireball in her hand, still on her knees, then emerges from her hiding place. The people still stand near her. ]
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[ But when you've been zapped to death by a ball of lightning, you don't take well to balls of anything dangerous in your presence, and the fact that she's uncorking the bottle sends Julie literally crawling into a nearby crowd of manifested partiers who duly protect her by continuing to stand in a cluster. All she needs is other bodies to take the damage.
It takes a long moment after the fireballs disappear, after nothing happens, before she peeks out from behind the legs of someone dressed like a mummy, staring up toward the ceiling as if she expects it to start raining down fire as in Egypt.
When it doesn't, she takes a long swig from the bottle of Fireball in her hand, still on her knees, then emerges from her hiding place. The people still stand near her. ]
Don't ever bring anything here again. You're gonna fuckin' kill someone.