Feb. 4th, 2007

[identity profile] robinthepuck.livejournal.com
((Forward-dated to 2/5.))

After Robin had made sure Lily was being taken care of, he thought to send an owl. Because he was just that kind of guy.

Owl to Sirius Black )
[identity profile] chance-silvey.livejournal.com
Wanting to see the tribbles, not to mention the other curious creatures she'd only had a vague idea about, Chance had owled Grant, as they'd agreed she would. When he owled back, he mentioned another student had also wanted a tour of the COMC facilities, and asked whether she'd mind his combining the two tours. Chance had no problem with that at all. From her own teaching work she was well aware how tiresome it could be to repeat the same process with different groups in succession; the fewer groups, the fewer iterations, the better. Also, she thought it might be a good thing to meet someone else who had an interest in zoology. She'd never heard of the student Grant mentioned, a Constable Fraser.

She showed up at the COMC shed at the time they'd mutually agreed would work best, a new notepad in hand replacing the one she'd given to Nick, and one of Laura's ballpoint pens in her pocket, because she'd be damned if she'd try to write with a quill while walking.
[identity profile] toujours-sirius.livejournal.com
((Occurs after Robin brings Lily to the Hospital Wing and talks with Cox. Forward dated to 2/5.))

After finally finding out from Robin that Lily was in the Hospital Wing, Sirius raced up there as fast as he could. When he arrived, he frantically looked around and, almost immediately, spied Robin by one of the beds.

"LILY!" he called out loudly, quickly striding over to her bedside, a look of panic on his face. Completely ignoring Robin, he stopped right next to the bed and looked down at her, one of his hands almost immediately settling on her shoulder.

She was so pale, and there was something about her face - had she lost weight? Her eyes were closed, and she didn't react to his presence, but Sirius just stood there anyway, looking down, his other hand moving to touch her face, pressing against her cheek.

"Merlin, Lily, what happened?" he said in a low, choked voice as he brushed some stray strands of hair away from her forehead.

OOC: Hiatus

Feb. 4th, 2007 08:22 am
[identity profile] misskagura.livejournal.com
Unfortunately, I'll be taking a hiatus from Monday until the evening of the 21st. If any mods feel this is gonna be a problem, feel free to get in contact with me. Thanks!
[identity profile] woot-yourself.livejournal.com
A five-foot-nothing redhead walks in, her eyes analytically scanning the walls, curious. "Huh." A castle. ...Neat.

She crosses to the table with a stack of paper, picking up one and giving it a once-over. Okay. This could be interesting.

Application. )
[identity profile] daxtastic.livejournal.com
Dax walked into the common room, trying to discreetly rub a sore spot on the upper left side of her posterior. She sat down on one of the more cushioned sofas, and sighed. Comfort at last!

Owl to Chance )

Semi-closed RP, although if someone wants to bump into Chance & Dax in town, that might make for good times.
[identity profile] secondfastest.livejournal.com
In the Hufflepuff common room, there's a flier taped haphazardly proclaiming that Toki Wartooth is having "perfect hours" in the common room, and a hastily sketched picture of a stick figure with a fu manchu 'stache and long hair holding a Flying V guitar, labeled "me". There's a second note, scrawled and taped under it, that says "ASK ME ABOUT FOOD LIBRARIES."

Anyone in Hufflepuff will hear the sounds of a man cursing in Norwegian and Norwegian-accented English, a half grown wolf whining, tape tearing, and a koala making whatever noise it is that distressed koalas make.
[identity profile] onceacop.livejournal.com
True to her word -- open hours with regularity -- Murphy was settled at a table in the common room with a sign she had carefully lettered and propped up. In the mean time, she was going over lists of injuries from infirmary logs in the library. Interesting, interesting.

Prefect Hours are Open
Karrin Murphy on duty


She glanced up every time the door opened, and nodded to say hello.
[identity profile] done-hunting.livejournal.com
Sunday evening, somewhere in the dungeons...

They weren't kidding when they'd told Sam that the school was riddled with secret passages, and once they'd found one, it was easy to figure out how to find the rest. He and Dean had spent the better part of the afternoon flipping tapestries and molesting statuary to see if they'd shift out of the way, offering bribes to portraits for information and heh. Oops. Nearly putting a pound of rocksalt through one of the castle ghosts. Man, they'd had to book from that one.

Anyway, they were currently in a damp passageway that was rapidly approaching an end. Sam cocked an eyebrow at Dean and whispered as they approached, "Bet you it's another bookshelf."
[identity profile] the-best-hero.livejournal.com
In the middle of eating with his men, Harken was magically in the middle of a room, which appeared to be for some sort of sorting. He thought he saw Erk in the distance, but he must have been dreaming. Harken quickly drew his sword to make sure there was no danger.

Harken's Application )
[identity profile] themountie.livejournal.com
Owl to Ray )

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Fraser didn't really care much for American football. His sports of choice were curling and hockey, in that order. But it was Super Bowl Sunday, and the Bears were playing, and anyway under Ray's new rules he was due for a day off, and that was how he found himself setting up the Muggle Studies room on Sunday afternoon. He'd figured out the television and gotten the House Elves to make the best approximation of Chicago-style pizza that they could, under the circumstances. He'd even gotten a couple of six-packs of beer and a bottle of Firewhisky, although he himself was sticking firmly to water at the moment.

He hadn't actually gotten permission to use the room, a slightly sticky situation which he dearly hoped he wasn't going to get in trouble. As he saw it, if a complaint was registered, he would gladly give up the space in a heartbeat. All he wanted was to have a nice afternoon off-duty, watching The Big Game with his partner and whoever else might choose to stop by and join them.

Leaving the door open, he sat back in his chair, propped his shoes up on another, and waited for someone else to show.
[identity profile] manriki-chan.livejournal.com
Sitting on the steps of Hogwarts, Gogo sighs, petting her new kitten. "It's not that Fifi doesn't like you, Froggie-chu. She just doesn't have lots of friends who aren't Devils. It's like when O-Ren sama became leader of the Yakuza and had to cut off Boss Tanaka's head, because he didn't like her for being Chinese and American as well as Japanese."

She pauses.

"Not that I want you to cut of Fifi's head the next time she tries to eat you."

((Open to anyone who's passing by!))
[identity profile] battlefranky36.livejournal.com

Having remembered the band that he and Toki had talked about during his sorting, Franky finally opened an old letter.

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