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A man dressed in a long black coat and pants stood in front of the desk. A gray mask, much like a surgical mask, covered half of his face so only his violet eyes were visible. He swayed on his feet and pressed his palm against his forehead with a grunt. His eyes flicked back and forth erratically as he filed through recent and painful memories. A few minutes passed before he came back to reality. His surroundings were unfamiliar. He knew this wasn’t the spirit world (or any other afterlife, for that matter), but it wasn’t his world either. Karasu wondered why he was here and heard himself mumble his question out loud.
( Allow me to elucidate. )
"I have read the [info]hogwarts_hocus faq, and understand it is a crazy, cracktastic sorting community and RPG. からす (Karasu)
I have read the [info]hogwarts_hocus rules and agree to abide by each and every one of them. からす (Karasu).
I agree to be a good sport and not get my knickers in a bunch. からす (Karasu).
One day, marmalade will rule the world. からす (Karasu)"