OH MY GOD I SHOULD HAVE WRITTEN THIS DAYS AGO.
WHO: purmoncul and disillusionists (whoa I sound like Kanaya...) Oh, and Buckbeak.
WHERE: Srs's old warehouse
WHEN: OH GOD LIKE A SOLID WEEK AGO AT THIS POINT.
WARNINGS: Sirius may employ "logic."
SUMMARY: Having discovered a wizard nosing around her affairs, Rose Lalonde takes the initiative to investigate right back.
FORMAT: Any!
( But the night is fair,
And everywhere
A warm, soft vapor fills the air,
And distant sounds seem near;
And above, in the light
Of the star-lit night,
Swift birds of passage wing their flight
Through the dewy atmosphere. )
WHERE: Srs's old warehouse
WHEN: OH GOD LIKE A SOLID WEEK AGO AT THIS POINT.
WARNINGS: Sirius may employ "logic."
SUMMARY: Having discovered a wizard nosing around her affairs, Rose Lalonde takes the initiative to investigate right back.
FORMAT: Any!
( But the night is fair,
And everywhere
A warm, soft vapor fills the air,
And distant sounds seem near;
And above, in the light
Of the star-lit night,
Swift birds of passage wing their flight
Through the dewy atmosphere. )
Nonetheless, she arrived right on the dot, landing with pink scarves twisting around before, grimdark aura streaking through the sky and announcing her entrance. She paused at the door, opening it and stopping when she saw the hippogriff. Not quite how the movies had envisioned it, it but he was still a magnificent creature. She stood in there in marvel for a moment before stepping inside, making sure her translator was in her ear.
"Hi."
She said after a moment, keeping her distance from the beast. While she knew her manners, she wasn't quite sure how Buckbeat would react to... her.
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Priorities, you know.
Sirius, however, has awarded her his full attention. "Th-"
...Had Sirius still been a kid, he would have launched directly into a million impertinent questions, but his development isn't quite as arrested as all that. Standing, he keeps his wand in his hand, but lowered, his other hand coming to rest atop it.
"Sweet Circe, Ms Lalonde, you certainly know how to announce your coming."
The hastily-aborted 'that was you?!' is still there in the mildly-alarmed smile on his face. Sirius may have more tact now, but he's still not the subtlest wizard who ever waved a wand.
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"I like to make an entrance."
She touched the translator in her ear, the Eldritch words still prominent on her lips before picking up her skirts and curtsying at him, her tentacle-like aura curling around her. "I hope that didn't upset yourself or Buckbeack." She gestured towards the hippogriff aimlessly, before stepping further into the warehouse, the toes of her feet skimming the floors.
"I can't quite turn it off."
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"I've sensed you, out in the city. Is it the 'Porter's doing- ah, forgive me. This could be perfectly natural on your world." He searches her face with worried grey eyes for signs of distress, of pain, under the calm disaffection. Many forms of magic that affect the mind are subtle, but there are signs of ensorcellment, if you know what to look for.
Buckbeak, for his part, was clearly not alarmed enough by Rose's mere presence to react strongly. How he would feel about her coming closer remained to be seen.
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She shook her head, tucking white locks behind her ear. She attempted reassuring in her tone, but it was rather hard when her default way of speaking was "dry" and "sarcastic". Well, she couldn't say she didn't try, at the very least. She didn't move as he moved forward, keeping her position as harmless as she could.
"I was like this in my world. It's one of the side-effects of going grimdark, I'm afraid."
Rose brought her hands up, letting the dark resonance climb from her palms, twisting and whip-like. "I don't think it's quite natural, but it's not horrible. I don't mind it." Another smile, but with the glowing eyes and the grey skin, it wasn't very innocent.
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It was unlike anything he'd felt before, and it was cold.
"It certainly is powerful." She seems alright, though, and this is probably making her uncomfortable. Best to back off... for now. "Perhaps someday we can talk more about that, but I know this isn't what you came here to discuss."
Turning, Sirius leads her further into the warehouse. Buckbeak looks over and gets to his feet with a sudden motion, trotting forward ruff and wings half-flared.
"Just give him a low bow, and we'll see what he does."
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When they approached Buckbeak, her smile widened and she looked almost delighted. Well, as much as she could. Unique and monstrous creatures had always been a passion of hers.
She could recall quite well, how it went down in the third book with the hippogriffs. But she wasn't a moron like some pompous jerks, she made sure to keep her stare steady with Buckbeak's, the small smile still on painted lips, as she leaned forward in a low bow. She wasn't afraid to show him the back of her neck, but she wasn't quite willing to get into a fight with him. That probably wouldn't go over well. After a few moments, Rose straightened and stepped back, waiting expectantly.
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He gets a half-whistled 'qwork' for his efforts, and then Buckbeak bends his knee.
"Melodramatic old nag," Sirius mutters at the hippogriff, not without fondness. "You did it right, the trick is to stay low until the hippogriff's done with you next time."
The beast trots forward for a less formal greeting
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"I'll remember that."
She murmured in reply, almost tentatively approaching the animal. She looked over at Sirius for a moment, before adding: "I am allowed to pet him now, yes?"
However, she didn't wait for an answer, instead stepping to the tips of her toes and bringing a hand upwards to rub it against Buckbeak's -- well -- beak.
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