Open RP with the Paranoid Kiddie Genius

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As soon as he could leave the Sorting Room, Bean went to find out as much as he could about the castle he was now in.

The first thing he wanted to explore was the flues, which would surely work in a similar way to the ventilation routes at Battle School. While he was much larger than he had been as a Launchie, he was still small enough for this; he found an empty room, stripped, and spent some time working out how useful an escape route (or information route) they could be.

Half an hour later it was clear that the biggest problem would be concealing what he was doing whenever he used the flues in this manner. His clothes, left in a neat pile in front of the fireplace, were in perfect condition; his face, hair, hands and - in fact - the rest of his body were covered in soot. Putting clean clothes over this didn't hide much.

Now he'd simply need to locate the closest shower room...

Closed RP for A and L

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There is something not-quite-subtle about the way L is moving through the halls.  Quicker than normal, and with... something... tucked in his arms, neatly out of sight.

Something that occasionally squirms and tries to bolt, but he has a good handle on it thus far.

He finds Hufflepuff without much difficulty; the next question is finding A within it.  Perhaps he should have located the room before venturing forth with Schrodinger, but he honestly didn't foresee it being this difficult to manage one creature.  Especially one with so much fur and such big eyes.

Application; Gust Avrakotos; Charlie Wilson's War

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“—an American spy? Go fuck yourself, you fucking child,” Gust shouts, not at the top of his lungs, he isn't that upset (but oh, is it a close call) gesturing with the screw driver he’d just used to smash in his superior officer’s window for the second time since failing to be given the Helsinki job, and on turning, finds himself...

Elsewhere. This is obviously not the office where he is soon to no longer be employed. It’s probably the Russians. (It’s always the Russians.)

The first thing he sees is a questionnaire. And why not? Not like there’s anything better to do when you’re abducted by Russian technology. Logically he knows that they cannot possibly have teamed up with Star Trek to pull this kind of stunt... but that’s his story, and for now, for comfort’s sake, he’ll go with it.

( I'm not a spy. )

[Open RP] Soichiro the Auror?

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fuck the strike

Since coming here, Soichiro had looked up a bit on the subjects taught here, and what interested him was the Defense against Dark Arts. In his eyes, for a police officer in a wizarding world, that seemed like a subject that would be of great use.

THere had been no DADA classes, and seeing as he had not much better to do, Soichiro went to the library reading a book on hexes, disarming spells, the like.

Ancient Runes class is held

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Mr. Wednesday knows full well that the kind of magic he does is a magic that can't be taught. There will be no field trip to Mimir's Well at the base of Yggdrasill. For one thing, few students are likely to sign a waiver stating they forfeit an eye or a limb or some other body part for the sake of wisdom. Nor does Wednesday believe that the Wizarding Examinations Authority would approve the task of hanging on the World Tree for nine days and nine nights, even if the students could survive it (the no-kill rule being no help with the World Tree located off Hogwarts grounds, naturally).

The kind of magic Wednesday does is a magic he alone can use to its fullest extent.

Nonetheless, he can share with them some basic facts. He can show them the letter-forms, teach them to carve and to color the letters known in his own language as secret. He can teach them the names of the letters.

It'll be a little like kindergarten.

( ~Now I know my F-U-THs! Tell me what you think of me!~ )

There is a stack of parchment and a pile of spare quills as well as some pots of ink on the table at the head of the classroom. It seems Wednesday felt his students might not remember to bring their own.

"You may begin your communal efforts." Wednesday almost smirks when he says it. The idea of groupwork amuses him.


(( OOC: First off, the link to the PBS site contains a script that, if you plug in a name, will generate that name in runes. Easy. Just remember to disable NoScript if you have that Firefox plug-in, or it won't work. ;) Second, those of you with characters who'd ICly read Wednesday's optional article on runic magic may consider the character to have read it without having OOCly done so. Third, if you have any questions OOCly, feel free to ping me; if you have questions ICly, please note in the subject line of your comment that you'd like Wednesday to answer. Otherwise I'll assume you're playing amongst yourselves.

The characters who signed up for Runes are listed here, but characters who didn't sign up are still welcome to attend.))