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When Chairman Kaga opened the door to the Room of Requirement to find a replica of the house he had learned to make plates so long ago, he had been surprised, but not displeased. While he hadn't been any good at it, he DID find the time there enjoyable.

And this way, he could keep his wand at easy reach, in case of emergencies, and leave the door open so people could visit.

Having come to that decision, Kaga changed into more clay-friendly clothes and set to work.

Date: 2009-07-30 02:46 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] elegantsamurai.livejournal.com
Yukimura had thought about going outside until he glanced through the doors of the main entrance to see rain falling in sheets. He watched for a couple of minutes before deciding that he would prefer to stay relatively dry and turned to go to the Room of Requirement for practice in a dojo. He was surprised to find the door open and someone in it, though he was happy to see who it was. "Kaga-san, may I join you?" he asked when it seemed an opportune time. He didn't wish to interrupt the man's concentration.

Date: 2009-07-30 03:08 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] elegantsamurai.livejournal.com
Yukimura crossed the room, bending over to look at Kaga's face. He reached out to touch some of the clay that had splattered there. "A rather messy hobby," he laughed, hoping the touch didn't disturb Kaga. While some progress had been made, there was still a lot of discomfort about the man. "I shall change, though." He headed to the room and looked over his shoulder, winking. "Care to assist me?" he asked, fully expecting to be told no.

Date: 2009-07-30 03:16 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] elegantsamurai.livejournal.com
Yukimura's smile was more relaxed as he turned into the room. "Ah, well. I shall have to endure," he teased. It pleased him immensely that Kaga hadn't flinched and had teased him back while laughing. He'd been worried that Kaga wouldn't ever be comfortable around him again. He truly enjoyed the man's company, even if it were for something as benign as conversation. He knew he was outgoing and tactile and it was exceedingly difficult to curb his impulses to touch, especially those he was fond of.

He changed quickly, returning his sword to his hip more out of habit than belief that it would be needed. He felt oddly vulnerable without it.

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Date: 2009-07-30 07:43 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bowchickamaou.livejournal.com
Did Yuuri even know this was the Room of Requirement? Only if Gwendal had told him about it. Otherwise he was probably just wandering aimlessly and merrily about -- exploring the castle.

Ever curious, he took the open doorway as an invitation to check out what was inside. "Hey, that looks like fun! Is it hard to make pottery, Chairman?"

Date: 2009-07-30 07:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bowchickamaou.livejournal.com
Yuuri was not one to mind getting messy. "Could I try?"

Date: 2009-07-31 03:13 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bowchickamaou.livejournal.com
"Oh, I don't care about that!" Clearly, Yuuri wasn't one to do his own laundry. He waded right into clay central. "What kind are you making? Pots? Vases?"

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Date: 2009-07-30 09:03 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] spinmybuzzer.livejournal.com
Homestar was walking around, making colored sparks (and the occasional hotdog wearing a pink dress) with his wand when he happened past the Room of Requirement. And then happened past it again, this time because he was backing up to actually look inside. "Are you making mud pies?" he asked after a moment.

Date: 2009-07-30 10:24 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] spinmybuzzer.livejournal.com
Homestar missed the point about a lot of things. "You're making plates out of mud?"

Date: 2009-07-30 10:46 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] spinmybuzzer.livejournal.com
That took some thinking. At least, he appeared to be thinking. "Why are you making plates out of mud? Are you going to serve mud pies on them? Because that's kind of gross."

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Date: 2009-07-30 11:20 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] crispydemon.livejournal.com
Earlier that day, Hiei had been getting ready to train in the forest. As soon as he stepped onto the grounds though, it began to rain buckets. Now Hiei was fine with a little rain, but he tried to avoid downpours when he could. So rather than get soaked on his way to the forest he turned around and headed back inside, towards the Room of Requirement. He'd used it as a dojo once or twice before and found it suitable to his needs. (He still preferred the forest though.)

When he reached the Room of Requirement, he was surprised to find the door already visible and open. Curious, he peaked inside. To his further surprise he saw a room full of pottery equipment and a rather relaxed looking Kaga.

Hiei hesitated for a moment at the door. He considered just turning around and putting up with the rain, but after a moment he made up his mind and slipped quietly into the room. He leaned against the wall and watched Kaga work with the clay.

Date: 2009-07-31 02:35 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] crispydemon.livejournal.com
Hiei raised his eyebrows at the pottery tool, not moving from his spot when Kaga jumped. It wasn't like Kaga could really hurt him with a pottery tool, even if he really wanted to. Which he was pretty sure he didn't.

"I wasn't trying to," he grumbled. Hiei pushed himself off of the wall and made his way over to where Kaga was sitting. "What are you doing?" he asked.

Date: 2009-07-31 02:55 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] crispydemon.livejournal.com
Hiei glanced at Kaga's cheek then looked down at the clay and the two finished plates drying nearby. He frowned and picked up a lump of clay.

"How is this relaxing?" he asked, turning the lump over in his hand. If Kaga was still tense enough to jump like that when he spotted him, Hiei wasn't sure it worked as well as Kaga thought it did.

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Date: 2009-08-01 08:39 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ninja-lizzy.livejournal.com
Elizabeth Bennet had been in rather a more thoughtful frame of mind than most people were used to seeing her. Which was why, rather than patroling the Forbidden Forest in search of any stray zombies, she was walking the halls. If she carried any weapons, they would be invisible to most people--unless they knew where to look.

When she noticed the half-open door, she peeked inside.

"Oh!" she exclaimed. "Pottery! How lovely! May I try?" The mun has no idea if pottery itself would be considered a fitting activity for ladies of Regency England, but this would hardly stop Elizabeth.

Date: 2009-08-01 08:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ninja-lizzy.livejournal.com
Elizabeth smiled. "Thank you. I certainly will."

A moment later, she came out in the spare clothes, which she'd magically altered to fit her.

She needed no instruction in the workings of pottery, and so she sat down with a hunk of clay and set to work. "Have we met?" she inquired. "I... think we have not. I am Miss Elizabeth Bennet, late of Longbourne, and now of Ravenclaw."

Date: 2009-08-01 09:58 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ninja-lizzy.livejournal.com
Elizabeth nodded, methodically beginning to shape the clay. "Are you the overseer of the kitchens?" she inquired politely. "If so, may I extend my congratulations? The food here is excellent!"

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