Well, I'm going to perform a spell which will weave magic around that hair and turn it into a potion, which you will then drink. It's not a very complicated process.
[Except the part about drinking Jackson's liquefied hair.]
Absolutely nothing. The spell doesn't prevent him from approaching you, but should he lash out... no damage he attempts to inflict on you will actually take. His blows will glance off, his blades will not pierce your skin- absolutely nothing he can do to you in this world will cause you harm.
[It's a fairy straightforward spell- one of the few he possesses, but considering the last person he gave it to was Snow White and she has his number... yeah.]
[In goes the hair and Gold runs a hand across the top like a magician waving a wand over a hat to produce a rabbit. All in an instant, the hair dissolves into some sort of purple, faintly glowing liquid that fills half the bottle.] If magic weren't so simple, it wouldn't cost so much. But I'm confident we'll find a way for you to pay me back. [He holds the vial out to him.]
[It has a neutral flavor- neither good nor bad and it's almost like drinking carbonated water... and nope. No difference at all. Until Jackson tries to land a punch.]
Well. That's done then. As always, it's been a pleasure.
But, well. It's done, isn't it? Can't turn back now. Giving a nod, he raises his eyebrows, putting the vial back on the table with a nervous little gesture.]
Uh, yeah. So...thanks? I mean--I appreciate it. Really.
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[Except the part about drinking Jackson's liquefied hair.]
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[What happens to him, is another question.]
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[It's a fairy straightforward spell- one of the few he possesses, but considering the last person he gave it to was Snow White and she has his number... yeah.]
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[Stiles knows this is stupid. But, still.
He takes the hair out of his pocket, putting it in the bottle.]
Let's do this.
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[In goes the hair and Gold runs a hand across the top like a magician waving a wand over a hat to produce a rabbit. All in an instant, the hair dissolves into some sort of purple, faintly glowing liquid that fills half the bottle.] If magic weren't so simple, it wouldn't cost so much. But I'm confident we'll find a way for you to pay me back. [He holds the vial out to him.]
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And yet, he knows he's going to do it.]
Yeah, I have a feeling you will, too.
[He waits, then--]
On the weird chance that I don't want this anymore...how do I do it?
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[It's not an answer and he knows it- there are ways to remove enchantments once placed and it's not even that hard... But one does have to wonder.]
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[Stiles laughs.]
Yeah, I know, I won't.
Well, bottoms up.
[And he drink's it, wincing, expecting to feel different.]
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Well. That's done then. As always, it's been a pleasure.
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But, well. It's done, isn't it? Can't turn back now. Giving a nod, he raises his eyebrows, putting the vial back on the table with a nervous little gesture.]
Uh, yeah. So...thanks? I mean--I appreciate it. Really.