Jan. 31st, 2009

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Mathis hated to drink alone. It was a dirty habit.

He was sitting at the Ravenclaw bar by himself, drinking a glass of wine. He was allowing himself this one glass in solitude, and keeping himself company with his memories while he waited for his companion to arrive. He thought mostly of Gemma, and wondered what she was up to, how she had found out, and what became of the villa. Though not nearly as old as him, she was no young thing, and he hoped that she had found herself a stud to entertain her like she had him. Mathis certainly loved beautiful women, but in his old age he had been forced to admit to himself that a woman who had seen the world was much more interesting than a pretty thing with no matter inside the head. With age came experience, and while the passage of time had left it's mark on Gemma's body, it had certainly done wonders to sharpen her mind, her wit, and her tongue.

That was why he was saving the second glass of the night for M. )
[identity profile] serrulata.livejournal.com
The deep part of winter is just as important for teaching the growing of plants as the middle of spring, so Kurama quickly composed a note for his young protege.


A,
Meet me outside the school greenhouses for a lesson. Make sure to dress warm.
-Kurama


Lacking any warm clothes of his own, Kurama decided that the best kind of fur coat was a natural one, and took fox form, much to Belophoebe's discontent. He sat on a large stone outside of greenhouse three, waiting for his student to arrive, and re-acquainting himself with his old body.
[identity profile] calligraphywolf.livejournal.com
((Depending on how perceptive your character is, they'll see Amaterasu as either a regular white wolf roughly the size of a small pony, or see her god form, a white wolf with the strange red markings + whorls within her fur + the Divine Instrument (the shield looking thing with flames) she wears on her back. Characters might also recognize her as the Shinto sun goddess. "The Great Mother Okami Amaterasu."

Issun is a separate character, but since Amaterasu can't communicate with people on her own, he does the talking for her. It'd be really difficult to app Amaterasu without him, since they're a package deal. Modly types, let me know if it's not okay.))


Amaterasu had charged into the Devil Gate with the intention of battling more of the corrupting demons that plagued the earth. What she definitely hadn't been prepared for was the sudden drop of a few dozen feet, and a stone floor rising up to meet her.

She hit the ground hard and didn't immediately rise. After a few moments, she slowly lifted her head and shook it as though it might help her to orient herself. Several feet away, a tiny, glowing green sprite sat up and rubbed his head.

"Nice going, ya big furball!" the sprite, Issun, grumbled at the wolf. She offered a suitably apologetic-sounding whine as she stood up and made her way over to retrieve her Poncle friend, who reclaimed his perch atop her snout. Wherever Amaterasu stepped, grass and flowers began to sprout from right out of the stone.

"What is this place, anyway?" Issun wondered aloud, looking around the room. "Hey Ammy, what's that over on the table? Looks like it wants our attention."

Leap before you think! )

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I have read the [livejournal.com profile] hogwarts_hocus rules and agree to abide by each and every one of them. A/I
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