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Eolande grinned, a faint pink spreading further up her cheeks as Mark would giggle and nudge her. She chose not to answer back about the magical girl thing. She -was- one though. She was a magical girl and...oh it was all true! The feeling she got inside when she changed. She didn't feel unwanted or unneeded. She felt like she had a purpose, and she felt like she had a place. Sadly..whenever she changed back...there was his period of sadness that followed. Returning to her normal self...her unspectacular self...it made her want to be Umbra all the more. Though..sitting here with Mark...it didn't feel so bad just to be herself.

"Really?" She asked Mark and leaned against her a little. "I always liked the thought of being able to change our world and make it better. A happier place with more hope in it. It seems like there is more purpose in the story then. Wouldn't you like to make this world nicer?" Eolande was feeling so...much more comfortable. As Mark would laugh and insist she wanted to hear her sing, Eolande grinned over at Mark. "Well...if you invite me over for a sleep over maybe I'll bring my keyboard and I'll sing you a song before bed."

It really was so comfortable to just lay there with Mark and enjoy the day. "Magical girls can do that too." She spoke softly. "They are people too after all, and enjoy nice things like sitting with a good friend and enjoying sweets." Eolande set her bowl aside and let her head tilt to rest on Mark's shoulder.

"It's not always the worlds fault though. Sometimes there are evil things out there that only a magical girl can contend with. And some people don't have the strength to change things. If you have the ability to make things better, then you should. Just because your magical doesn't mean you can walk away and say 'You guys should be doing this without me'." She pursed her lips in thought, then shook her head slightly.

"Not at all. I think you'd rather just have a place where people actually care enough to keep their world nice. Nothing wrong with that." Eolande closed her eyes and exhaled slowly. "Then we should do that...do you want to come to my house or should I come to yours?"

It was incredibly relaxing to just lean against Mark under the tree. Her sweet tooth had been satisfied, and her pride as well by the appreciation she felt she had gotten from Mark over the treat. Now, as they sat and debated what Mark surely had to think of fantasy, Eolande herself was giving it very serious thought.

"I never would be able to do something that brave. I would be too scared of getting hurt." She admitted as she glanced over at Mark. "Cops go to training and stuff to be able to deal with bad people. So in a way doesn't that mean they are a little more special then the common person? Your strong and brave. I really could see you being a cop someday. Your a really good person." Eolande had to pause, and she reached over to gently twist the bracelet around her wrist.

"I guess maybe I would not be. I mean...if I were a magical girl I would want to help people sure. I would not want to hurt anyone. But I wouldn't see the harm in taking some things from like the big companies and stuff. Jacob works for all these important and powerful people. Not in a good way either. I've heard him on the phone sometimes or seen what he does on his computer. If I had the ability to do something sneaky and get away with it, I think I would abuse my powers that way."

Biting her lip she found herself chuckling softly. "Oh no. I do not think so Marky. That's what secret identities are for!"

"I would like you if you were a cop." Eolande chuckled softly and moved her blue eyes over to smile at Mark. "But I think I'd like you better if you were in fashion. So long as you promise to make me something pretty to wear from time to time." She spoke with a faint nod of her head. Hey! If she was going to have a talented friend there was no harm in asking right? "I'll trade you desserts for outfits!" She offered with a far brighter smile.

Her smile did dim somewhat though. Mark moved on to something so much more serious now, and with that small nuzzle, Eolande found her eyes closing so she could lean into it. "I...I really don't want to talk about Jacob." She said after a small pause. "Can we just...sit here and enjoy the shade for a bit. It's nicer then talking about him and work. Maybe when I get back from camping with Marlon we can do that sleep over?" Eolande opened her eyes and peered up at Mark as she asked her the question. Her lips pulled upwards and she followed with a small teasing comment. "I'll bring my favorite plushie over and we can watch romance movies all night. That will be fun right?"

Eolande found her eyes closing when Mark would nuzzle her head in such a way. Why was it that she felt so incredibly relaxed and at peace right now? She did not want to open her eyes at all. In fact, she felt like crawling up against Mark and just curling into her side. She nearly did it too! "Marlon's not my boy friend." Eolande murmured in soft protest. "He's just a friend, and we sort of want to get away from his parents and the city for a weekend is all. I like camping a little bit, but I think Marlon is even more into nature and the outdoors then I am." Eolande moved her hand to cautiously place it next to Mark's own.

"I would really like to spend next weekend with you." Eolande found herself speaking. her head lifted a little and her eyes opened to shyly look at Mark. It was because she was her first female friend. That was all. That had to be why she wanted to spend this time with her. That had to be why she was going out of her way to make things for her. She just wanted friends. She had Marlon. They were bound by a wonderful secret.

She wished she could share it with Mark...but then she'd know how she got the bracelets. She was positive of it! She was too good of a person to see how much sense it made to Eolande to just take what she wanted from the stores.

Oh. If only Eolande knew what was going through Mark's mind at that time. She would have been horrified and probably would have babbled something in protest. As it was though, the day seemed rather perfect. Everything seemed so calm and peaceful. It was like they were in their own little world right now. Eolande smiled faintly. It always seemed like she was in her own world by herself, it was so good to have friends.

If it were that she thought herself capable, Eolande would have offered to help Mark at her job. But working at a construction site..well..it sounded very hard and dangerous. Frightening really. "I hope that he can let you have a little time off." She replied after Mark mentioned speaking to her father. "We do have a full week before the next weekend, so maybe he can give you one night? I could try and bribe him with some dessert if you think that'll help?" Eolande added with a slight warming grin.

Eolande sat herself u and turne on her knee's to face Mark as a faint smile pulled her lips apart. She reached out to lightly place her fingertips on mark's knee and tilted her head towards te exit of the bush ring. "How about, instead of sitting here all sad and sulky over something that may or may not be...how about we drive to your dad and ask him right now about it? Then we will know for certain and we can plan for it." Eolande offered as what she thought was a reasonable answer to their current situation.

"I would rather not end the sleep over early. It just feels like cheating you know? If I spend the night, I want to be able to do it right with you Marky!"

"Oh...well I suppose that makes sense." Eolande replied as she pursed her lips. She had not thought that Mark's father would care to be pestered by them coming in when he was still working. Eolande pulled her hand back from Marks knee and rubbed at the back of her head in embarrassment.

"I guess I will just have to wait for your test later...or...or maybe you could just call?" Eolande asked with a faint hopeful note. A text was fine...but hearing Marks voice would have been far better. Particularly if it was good news. She'd call all excited, with that slight high pitched note to her voice and speaking in that special way of hers!