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Startled profanity announced Kuronue's appearance in the sorting room. Twisting at the waist and peaking over his shoulder to look around rather warily, as well as curiously, he let loose another mumbled tangle of words that may or may not have made much sense to anyone who was close enough to hear. He wasn't quite sure what he'd said himself he was so startled. There had been blackness, and then...this.

"Right," he said to himself. "Right, okay. Stranger things have happened."

Shaking his head and stretching his wings a little, he figured it was the correct thing to do to wander over to the table not too far away from him. He stared down at the parchment for a moment, then sighed. Honestly, he'd seen stranger. He was a demon. A big nasty demon with pointy claws and fangs to go with it. This shouldn't startle him as much as it did.

People came back to life suddenly all the time. Uh-huh.

Kuronue shrugged his worries away and began fiddling with his old straw hat without realising it. He bent forward to read the first question.

State your full name.

He blinked. "Kuronue."

He tilted his head as the quill wrote his name down beneath the question in neat script.

"Hhnn...interesting..."

1. What is your favorite cheese? Why is it your favorite?

"I'm a simple kind of guy...cheese is cheese, you know? I'll take any cheese if I'm hungry." There was a slight emphasis on 'take' there, something that could be missed easily. His lips twisted in amusement as he tilted his head and tapped his lips in thought. "I'd rather prefer cheese that's not old, dry and solid as a brick though. It doesn't taste very nice."

2. Who would you kill first, Barney or Carrottop?

He stared at the parchment for a long time, his brow furrowing. "Ah...Barney? Not sure who that is, but the question seems to suggest either one is worth killing." He shrugged. "B comes before C."

3. What time is it where you are?

Internal clocks are marvellous things, he mused, smiling a little. "Eight at night, I assume."

4. If you were Albus Dumbledore returned from the dead, which member of the Order of the Phoenix would you sexually harass? How would you harass them? If you are Albus Dumbledore, please answer as if you were Sirius Black.

His blue eyes sparkled mischievously. "Why just one? Why not them all. Honestly it would be amusing to see their expressions on the prospect of being sexually harassed by a dead guy. You could see how the reactions vary from person to person."

Kuronue let out a giddy laugh, tilting his head back and jumping on the balls of his feet a little as he did. "Oh, that would be amusing."

5. If you are pushing to be in:

A. Slytherin - please state the clever, witty name of the bar in which you bartend, in the dark.

He crossed his arms over his chest, his muscles straining against the leather straps wrapped around his arms which seemed to have no apparent function other than to be aesthetically pleasing. "Hm...ha! I'd call it 'Get Out'. I'd go into a bar with that name, just out of pure curiosity."

He snickered to himself.

B. Gryffindor – Debate whether Harry should ultimately end up married to Fred or George. Use examples from a variety of world mythologies to bolster your argument.

He blinked, tapping a finger on his arm in thought. "Well, I'm not too good with mythology." He sighed, playing with a strand of black hair that rested against his collarbone. Twirling and un-twirling it. "So...Harry should go with Fred."

C. Ravenclaw – You guys are supposed to be smart. Explain why my desk is inundated with paperwork at all times, even though I’m constantly disposing of it.

"Burning it does nothing." He grined. "It only appears again and again, usually in higher numbers. I would suggest disposing of your office, rather than the paperwork."

And he'd be only to happy to help in causing the chaos that would ensue.

D. Hufflepuff – Prove you are not useless.

"I am indeed very useful, so long as what you want me for proves to be interesting." His wings twitched a little in anticipation at the thought of what kind of things he could get up to here, in this...castle. He'd been...well, dead, for quite a long while. It was...interesting to live and breathe again. Certainly wasn't what he'd expected at all.

6. Offer a bribe to the members of this community so that they will not squib you. Items used in bribery do not necessarily have to belong to the person offering the bribe. Do not threaten us rather than offering a bribe. A threat indicates you either don't really want to be here, or don't have enough sense to answer the question properly. The hat will automatically squib you, regardless of other votes, if you do.

Nibbling at his lower lip for a moment, Kuronue thought about this question seriously. "I offer a kiss. On the cheek mind you, if you want anything more, you have to buy me dinner first." He chuckled to himself. "If you cannot be persuaded by that then I suppose I should offer something in its stead....how about this?"

He reached past the white wrap at his waist, held there by more leather straps, and pulled a diamond -- that was very not his own -- from his pocket. It glittered in the light, roughly about the size of his thumbnail.

"I have read the [livejournal.com profile] hogwarts_hocus faq, and understand it is a crazy, cracktastic sorting community and RPG. __Kuronue__."
I have read the [livejournal.com profile] hogwarts_hocus rules and agree to abide by each and every one of them. __Kuronue__.
I agree to be a good sport and not get my knickers in a bunch. __Kuronue__.
One day, marmalade will rule the world. __Kuronue__."

Date: 2009-10-03 03:07 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] haplo-runner.livejournal.com
His stance was guarded, but not openly aggressive towards the strange creature. Haplo gave the barest of shrugs, "I have been here for some time, but it has passed quickly enough. The other residents of this school have had many questions and I have not seen this Hat yet, so I imagine it's timing is as capricous as it's tendency to take people from various worlds."

Dog barked and sat down, looking between them both. There was another dog to play with and there were sausages, so he really wasn't going to complain.

Date: 2009-10-03 03:27 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] haplo-runner.livejournal.com
Haplo smiled thinly and nodded in agreement. "I'd prefer to not be confined as well, but the magic that keeps us here is quite strong."

Dog barked at the greeting but didn't approach. Perhaps he sensed something in the demon's tone that encouraged him to be as cautious as his master.

Date: 2009-10-04 12:59 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] haplo-runner.livejournal.com
"What manner of world are you from?" he inquired. "There are no winged creatures such as yourself in the Labyrinth."

Dog shifted uneasily and leaned against Haplo's leg. The Patryn laid a hand on his head, his touch quieting the animal.

Date: 2009-10-05 11:04 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] haplo-runner.livejournal.com
"The world was rent into the four elemental realms by our ancient enemies, the Sartan. In the chaos and destruction, my people were imprisoned in the Labyrinth, a sentient prison designed to keep us inside. Over the centuries, the prison went mad. We battle the creatures that the Labyrinth created to try and kill us as we search for the Nexus, and our freedom. There are many still trapped."

Haplo watched Dog pad closer to the demon and sniff cautiously. "I have heard tell of demons born of magic, but have never encountered one."

Date: 2009-10-05 12:47 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] haplo-runner.livejournal.com
Dog snuffled at the demon. He didn't appear to be an immediate threat, despite the very strange scent. His tail wagged slowly and he waited to see if the winged person would pet him.

The smile that flowed across Haplo's face was a combination of amusement and danger. The demon would not find him easy prey should he choose to attack. "Nor do I," he answered. "This place seems to have many strange creatures from across different realms." It was not an implied threat as much as a caution.

Date: 2009-10-06 11:41 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] haplo-runner.livejournal.com
His tail wagged faster and Dog regarded Kuronue with a grin. Sure, he smelled strange, but he was giving him attention! Dog leaned into the attention, pausing to raise his nose and investigate the shine of the pendant. A creature of the Labyrinth, he knew magic when he smelled it.

"I am called Haplo. He," he regarded the dog affectionately, "is just Dog. And quite shameless."

Dog chuffed in objection. He was -not- shameless. He simply liked attention.
And sausages.

Date: 2009-10-08 12:58 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] haplo-runner.livejournal.com
Dog stretched his neck out at the continued attention, his tail thwapping on the floor in a show of approval. His tounge swiped Kuronue's hand as he leaned into the attention. The pendant was magical, but as he didn't seem to be a threat to himself or Haplo, Dog went back to ignoring it.

Haplo smirked, "Not where he's concerned anyway." Like Dog he could sense magical potential in the pendant, but also chose not to remark upon it. "I have at last met this strange Headman known as the Hat and we are at last free to leave this room. Before we go.. what House would you have us vote for you? I know little about them beyond what I have been told."

Vote : Hufflepuff

Date: 2009-10-08 02:54 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] haplo-runner.livejournal.com
Haplo snapped his fingers and Dog returned to sit at his heels. He was still grinning at Kuronue, his tail swishing on the floor. "Then Hufflepuff it is. I wish you.. luck with the Hat. Perhaps we will cross paths again." And with a brief nod, the Patryn cast his vote and turned to leave the Sorting Room to explore his new surroundings.

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