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6:49pm
Ironz let out a sigh of satisfaction, relaxing her careful watch of the road as the gloomy weather dissipated, letting in a golden ray of sunshine. The warm dusk light, reflected and multiplied on the tree trunks as if on an infinity of polished copper mirrors, felt amazing on her skin. The road itself was noticeably smoother as well all of a sudden ; it was glistening under the rain that had just stopped, but for some reason it wouldn't send the vehicle spinning and force her to abuse the brakes lest it would crash against a birch anymore. All of a sudden, the mist, the grove, were nothing but beautiful things.
« So it is true, » she whispered to herself, still baffled ; « Murphy's curse may defy logic, but logic always finds a way... »
As she reached the gate of the estate, she parked the car outside, smooth as silk. It had been a long and horrible week of vicious bad luck since she had found the curse imprinted on her back. She knew who to blame and where to go to get justice, or at least a bit of an explanation. But her fears had been that the curse would prevent her from coming in. In her mind, not used to magic spells, this was logical. Now walking out and strolling in the estate, greeted by the melodious chatter of birds in the branches and a pleasant late summer evening breeze, she had to shake herself up to remember that she was trespassing on someone's property ; moreover, it was that of a dangerous witch. This point struck her when she saw the front door of the mansion at the end of the path.

She snuck away from the main path and wandered into the bushes, unsure on how to proceed next. It felt as if Murphy's curse, and the good luck charms protecting the estate, didn't even cancel one another as was the best case scenario she envisioned... it felt like the good luck charms applied to herself, and she was blessed, exploiting some kind of magical loophole. But this didn't exclude the possibility of booby traps, magical or otherwise, and obviously the risk of being seen trespassing.

Indeed, she wasn't about to take stupid risks to verify this theory : she still needed a way to get inside the house unnoticed...
That's when she noticed her way in, served to her on a platter. Out of view from the main path, right in front of her, his back turned to her, a delivery boy was relieving himself against a tree, some pizza boxes laying a few feet away from him.
« That's just amazing... » she thought, sneaking quietly ; she waited for him to finish, then hopped right behind his back ; she quickly put a hand over his mouth, and forced him to the ground.
« So much for not taking stupid risks, » she pestered internally...
But subduing the guy proved not too challenging, like in the good old days before she got cursed. Even his clothes looked like they would fit her pretty well. « Amazing », she observed again.

In a few minutes she had the youth stripped, gagged, and restrained ; quite easy so far. Perhaps too much so. As she put on his outfit, taking this opportunity to relax after already having quite a few ways things could go wrong secured, she kept analyzing the situation. Perhaps it was overthinking, but this also could be extremely valuable information. So... obviously the good luck charm didn't do this guy any good as he laid there nearly naked. Could it be, that it only worked on people marked with magical signs, even cursed ones, like she was ? But then what ? How would a fight against another person marked with magic go, or any fight for that matter ? Taking on bodyguards couldn't conceivably be as easy, they would realistically be a lot bigger than the delivery boy, and she wouldn't even count on the advantage of catching them off-guard. Could she ever expect it to go in her favor ? What if it just didn't affect males ? Too many unknowns... many questions she could potentially ask her deadly foe if she had the time. If she could reach her to begin with, and were able to defeat her – she probably wouldn't be as curious if she didn't measure up after all, especially if she couldn't even pass through the security grunts. With an annoyed sigh, she resigned herself to just use charms for the next step ; not magic charms, just very down to earth and animalistic ones, and zipped her vest down slightly. Humiliating and degrading probably, but better safe than extremely sorry and having at best done all this frigging work for nothing.

She chose to just keep going for the time being ; once she finished collecting her thoughts and courage, she picked up the boxes and walked to the front door.

7:09pm
« Oh hey big guy... pizza time... »
« Grrr.. you're twenty minutes late... »
“Grrr...”
“Sorryyy guyyys, I'm sure I can compensate youuu” * wink *
* unlocks the door *
“Hmm”, she smirked, “guess those guys aren't protected either...”