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Office Hours--Divinations

Kusuriyuri decided it had been long enough since he had opened his office. There were other factors influencing this decision, but a good part of it was he felt he was neglecting his duty.

Outside his office door and several other places around the school, signs appeared declaring the Divinations office open for any students who wished to talk, to consult, or who just happened to wander by.

Kusuriyuri knelt behind his table, shincha brewing as it was the season for it, waiting for any who would come in, wondering if a particular one would come in.

OOC: Yeah, this is a 'trap' for a particular character, but is also regular office hours. And, if you're particularly interested in a type of divination or anything else you'd like to see Kusu teach, feel free to mention it :D

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Kusuriyuri's expression remained bland, but he noticed a lightening of the atmosphere. He picked up his tea and took a sip. "Saa," he murmured. "This one is a medicine peddler, not a therapist. Speak as you see fit," he suggested.

"Saa," Kusuriyuri said, looking at his cup curiously. It was almost impossible to brew tea in the manner he did and not end up with some leaves in the cup. He knew a few of the more 'traditional' signs, such as a vertically floating twig meaning good fortune, but as a formal practice, he'd never considered it. He looked into his drink curiously. "This one has never attempted such," he admitted, looking back at her. "Do you know how it is done?"

China took a deep, steadying breath. 'It's about a thing called Apos.' Her demeanor softened and she looked down at her lap. 'I had a bit of a run in with him/her a while back. During my sorting. It tried to rape me, and probably would have succeeded if it wasn't for this winged-man.' Her eyes narrowed. 'At some level I'm disgusted in myself, but my anger for Apos seems to be smothering that out. Which is to say, to me, that seems bizarre. You hear a lot about how rape, or near rape, victims have a resigned, withdrawn view of their attacker. Some do speak out. But me? I want revenge.' China chuckled without humour. 'Revenge, how vulgar,' she muttered.

Yeah! And it's becoming warm out, so A's garden will get nice and pretty and I can take naps there!

"Not exactly. They look at the shapes the leaves make, after I've finished most of the tea. But the only one I know is that a bird flying means good news, unless it's a raven. Ravens are bad news. I remembered that because I got a bird once and they had a long argument about what kind it was." The next day Coraline's father had announced that he'd earned some extra money that month, which was good news, and had spent some of it on a new set of cookbooks, which, from Coraline's perspective, wasn't. She still wasn't certain what kind of bird it had been.

"And there was the hand, but they didn't know what that meant. I only knew because I'd already seen it following me." She paused, running the previous sentence back in her head, and added, "...it's a long story."

((ooc: Coraline's vague knowledge of tasseography comes from Wikipedia, apologies if she's wrong.))

Divination and Truth did sound potentially more useful, put into the context of exorcism. Not that Holy Roman Empire thought he would encounter many mononoke or other things of that nature, but this was Hogwarts, so it wouldn't hurt to be prepared. "I see. I think I would like to learn more about it, if I get the chance."

He grimaced at the mention of France's name. "I'm sorry that you had to meet France. Austria is a good friend, though. Which nation do you belong to?"

"This one is aware of the one called Apos. He also is aware of only one that is winged." Apos didn't count in this case, obviously. "This one does not know what the 'right' response is, though it should be one that does not cause regret. From what this one has heard, though, the infliction of pain for that one is viewed as a reward."

"Wishbone finds much to do," Kusuriyuri mused, scratching the dog's head. "That is good."

He considered a moment. "Can you tell, from smell, if someone is a male or female?" he asked.

Yeah, I can, if I concentrate. Why?

"There is one who will smell of both, and quite possibly of blood. Avoid that one," Kusuriyuri said. "One who calls himself Apos."

Wishbone looked alarmed, or at least as alarmed as a dog could look. He's a bad person like the invisible guy and the L-lookalike?

"One who wishes to cause harm, yes. But, you may avoid him and there is no need for concern," Kusuriyuri replied, continuing to caress Wishbone's head.

Right! I can outrun him! Well, maybe, do you know how fast dogs run?

China nodded, if not a bit vaguely. After a moment she looked back at Kusuriyuri. 'Thank you.' she nodded. China rose, a bit unsteadily as she had to gauge herself with the--perhaps--too revealing dress. After dusting herself off of minute dust and hair particulates, she addressed Kusuriyuri once more. 'I guess such a decision is one in need of pondering. Before I resign myself to anything brash, I have to weigh the pros and cons. You have been of help, sir. If not a bit complex in your vernacular. Thank you, again. Now, before I take up much more of your time, I'll be going.' China gave a little bow and, collecting her stilettos in her manicured hand, left the office with cogs and gears working and grinding against each other in her mind.

Kusuriyuri considered. "It has been some time since this one spoke of such to a class. It may be done again, if it is desired." There were a lot of different students here now that were not in the original classes and revisiting the material for himself would not be a bad thing in light of recent occurrences.

"This one is from where is now called Japan," he replied to the second question.

((OOC: no worries...it's one of those things that slightly varies depending on where one learns it.))

Kusuriyuri tilted his head slightly. "This one is not sure if signs that cannot be read reliably are to be relied upon," he mused. "It is far better to have something that may be readily understood."

He looked at her a moment before saying, "If you wish to tell it to this one, he will listen."

Her wings folded back against her back, sinking into his skin. Her dress as untorn, but perhaps only because the back was low. She was used to her clothes being torn after releasing her wings.

Holy Roman Empire nodded. "If you hold any classes, I'd like to attend. And I'm sure there are books about Divinations in the library that I can look at myself, right?"

Holy Roman Empire was vaguely familiar with Japan; he traded a lot of nice things from his house. The way Kusuriyuri phrased it was a bit odd, though. "Are you from different time than right now, then?" he guessed. "Where I'm from last, it's 1648."

Coraline nodded. "Miss Spink said, the first time, tea leaves aren't reliable for anything specific. Not really."

She looked down at her water. "I don't mind telling." At home, in the normal world, she couldn't talk about this to anyone. It was nice to be able to, sometimes. "It happened after we moved to the new house. It used to be one big house, but then it got turned into flats, and there was one door that didn't go anywhere because it was bricked up. You could still open it, but there was nothing there except a wall, and the empty flat next door on the other side. Only one day I - didn't have anything to do, and I got the key and unlocked it anyway, and there was a corridor there instead." She paused for some more water, wondering whether Kusuriyuri had noticed her hesitating. It wasn't that she'd lied. She'd just missed out the part where she'd been warned about the door before going through it.

Kusuriyuri sent the scale back to his case, the drawer shutting firmly. "You are human, but not," he observed. "Nor are you youkai or demon."

"Wishbone is small, as well. He will be able to hide in places that that one cannot reach." At least until Apos learned enough magic.

That was another problem, one to be addressed with the others, not with Wishbone, though.

"Find one of us, Kurama, this one, Yukimura, Kuronue, Near or Mello, if needed," Kusuriyuri suggested, naming those he could think of that would do what they could to defend the dog for one reason or the other.

Okay! Wishbone said resolutely, standing at attention. And I am good at hiding!

"There are books, yes," Kusuriyuri allowed. "This one will give a lesson, though the timing is uncertain."

Kusuriyuri tilted his head slightly, considering. "This one is from about ninety years past, most recently, but he has lived long. He is familiar with the country being called Nippon, and elsewise before that."

Kusuriyuri noticed the hesitation, but was willing to listen to the story through before commenting on it. When she seemed to be waiting for a response though, so he said, "The wall was not there, the one that had been built behind the door, when you opened it? Was it a passage between worlds?"

She smiled. "Not man nor woman; not human; not demon; not angel; not immortal." She chuckled a little. "I am a god."

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