Nov. 30th, 2009

[identity profile] corkscrewmind.livejournal.com
Teatime woke up with a craving for coffee. He couldn't for the life of him put a finger on why, but the want was there.

He shrugged it off and dressed. There were more pressing matters to attend to, this day. His neck was healing nicely, and Nny had mentioned in not-so-subtle ways that he was eager to get started on more patterns. Not that Teatime minded, of course.

He dressed, checked his healing, lovely scars in the mirror, and left his room, sauntering off to the dungeon and Nny.
[identity profile] righteous-pen.livejournal.com
Nine nights worth of visions. Well, eight, really.

After which... anyone in the vicinity of the Forbidden Forest, or on the way to Hufflepuff, might run into a pale, exhausted, faintly traumatised-looking man carrying camping equipment. Feel free to try to engage him in conversation, or ask what the hell happened. If you're feeling helpful you might try to make sure he gets a drink of water or something to eat, since he obviously needs those, not to mention a shower.

That's what he's going back to Hufflepuff for, of course. And, then, he's going to bring his cat home.

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