Sep. 24th, 2008

[identity profile] papayagami.livejournal.com
How are you three holding up?

If any of you need someone to talk to, I'll listen.

Soichiro Yagami
[identity profile] ijk-mno.livejournal.com
L has been out of sight since it happened. He finally reemerges, no more unkempt than usual, barefoot and smoking one of Matt's cigarettes as he moves boxes. He's getting the things he can stand to pack away into a spare room, on the other side of Ravenclaw where he isn't tempted to sit and go through them.

He looks calm. But, well, he's moving his dead lover's things and smoking his cigarettes. Any conversation may devolve into snappishness.

All the same, he could probably use a hand with the boxes.
[identity profile] mayhem-george.livejournal.com
When some people awoke from a state of popcornhood, they panicked. Others wandered around confusedly. When it happened to George Weasley, he laughed.

"Brilliant!" he said to the room at large. "Well, I guess we know that's what happened when you use Tail of Newt. Won't be doing that again."

He realized that he couldn't actually remember what it was he'd been experimenting with, except for the fact that it clearly hadn't worked. He knew he was at Hogwarts, and that Hogwarts had gone quite mad recently. He seemed to remember that he approved of this state of affairs. But beyond that, he had little recollection of anything specific. Perhaps this should have bothered him. It didn't. If he'd forgot anything too terribly important, Fred would straighten him out.

Poor Fred! He'd been stuck here, trying to carry on Weasley's Wizard Wheezes all by himself. And pranks were no fun unless you had someone to share them with. George hoped Fred wouldn't be too sore about him not being around.

Oh, well, he'd make it up starting right now. He accioed a few Skiving Snackboxes, some Dungbombs, and a few other odds and ends of wizarding mischief-making, and headed out the door, levatating the products behind him, and began to walk more or less in the direction of Gryffindor, whistling a cheerful little tune.
[identity profile] blond-bondshell.livejournal.com
James felt that two weeks was a perfect balance of time between distracted and forgetful. He had met many people during his sorting, and he had promised to reach some of them after he had been assigned to a House. Left on his own in Hogwarts, Bond took the time to familiarize himself with his surroundings before agreeing to meet anyone else.

Phoenix Wright had been correct. The castle was huge, and it would take much more than two weeks to explore thoroughly. He could claim distraction for the delay. By now, though, Bond could navigate between the library, the Great Hall, and each of the houses. It was time to make some contacts before extending his explorations to the grounds.

The first owl was the hardest to write, but the most necessary.
Owl to Beowulf )

Owl to Chance Silvey )

Owl to Yukimura )

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