*dodges, hand still out, grinning when his palm fills*
*shrugs, chewing* *grimaces and spits a half-chewed bean at the floor* *crams another in and makes a pleased noise*
No. Snuff said they're all stuff related to animation. Or, well... reanimation, I guess? Like with dead things, you know? *arches an eyebrow, smirking* What was your Uncle up to then? Missing his old cat Ginger or something?
Lol. He might not object to it coming from you. :)
*pulls a face as well* Merlin, I hate those things. Fwoopers. *lip curls*
*glances up, eyes narrowed in thought, then looks at the letter again* No... it says stuff about... yeah *points to the parchment* Like, some of the symbols, you actually... write them on. What you want to animate, I guess. Right. There's placements for them. Arms or legs. And chest. Forehead? *frowns*
*flutters eyelashes* I only write what he tells me to. ;D
*chokes on a bean, coughing loudly for a moment* *gasps for breath then swallows* I know. I always wanted to take the Silencing charm off, just to hear what it was like. Seemed unnatural for the poor creature.
*messes his hair, biting his lip* Correct me if I'm wrong, but cats don't normally have foreheads, do they?
That boy will break my heart, you know. You should keep him under control. ;)
*hacks for a second, then grins and takes another bean* Aunt Grace loved the daft thing though. She called it Cecil. Cecil the Fwooper. Honestly, old people.
*sits back, frowning* *quiet for a long moment* But... I don't understand. Snuff's sure?
*chuckles at him* Gawd. *rolls his eyes* Here's hoping I never make it long enough to have a Fwooper called Cecil. *crams a few more beans into his mouth* You would put me out of my misery before then, right?
*scratches as his head as he reads the parchment over again* Well... yeah. I mean... it's all here. Legs and arms and... *brow deeply furrowed* What does that mean? I mean, what d'you think he was trying to do?
If we ever get to the lamentable stage of you wanting to own a fwooper, I'll make sure you call it something suitably... fwooperish.
*starts to speak several times, frowning at the ceiling* Maybe he... he could have... perhaps... *sighs* Well buggered if I know what he needed those for. It's definitely his handwriting, so he can't have just found them.
*chews at his lip, still frowning at the parchment as if expecting it to say something different* It's very odd, don't you think? And the-- *mouth turns down* Urg.
*glances at him, slightly miserable* I don't have the first clue about this. And I'm not thinking it'd be a great idea to go find a dead cat and carve these bloody things into its non-existent forehead.
Yeah, well, see. That's the thing. Carving, you know. I said writing, but... the phrasing's all wonky and... "written in", not on.
*looks sadly at the remaining beans in his hand and stuffs them in his pocket for later* *hopefully* Maybe it's not as bad as it sounds. I mean, there's plenty of stuff no-one's heard about, right? Just because there's dead peop- things involved doesn't mean it's... you know... bad.
And did she send sweets back?
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Keep your trousers on. Here.
*tosses the rest of the modest parcel, full of assorted sweets and an odd pair of woolly socks*
*finishes*
Well... *frowns at the letter* It's kind of cool, although I reckon most people might think it's a bit dodgy.
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Well? Come on, dodgy how? Dodgy as in giving us ideas?
Why am I getting no LJ notification from Sirius? :(
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*holds out his hand for some beans*
Unless you had a pet dog or something that died.
Oh, meep. *kicks LJ* Unless Sirius is just trying to be difficult. :D
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*pulls a face*
I don't need those kind of ideas.
Better not be Sirius! I'll mess his hair if it is.
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*shrugs, chewing*
*grimaces and spits a half-chewed bean at the floor*
*crams another in and makes a pleased noise*
No. Snuff said they're all stuff related to animation. Or, well... reanimation, I guess? Like with dead things, you know?
*arches an eyebrow, smirking*
What was your Uncle up to then? Missing his old cat Ginger or something?
Lol. He might not object to it coming from you. :)
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But I don't think he had a cat.
*pops the bean into his mouth, chewing slowly and pulling a face*
They had a fwooper. But... no, Aunt Grace did.
*considers*
Is your elf sure it's dead things and not... like... photos? That kind of animation?
flatterer. :)
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*pulls a face as well*
Merlin, I hate those things. Fwoopers. *lip curls*
*glances up, eyes narrowed in thought, then looks at the letter again*
No... it says stuff about... yeah *points to the parchment* Like, some of the symbols, you actually... write them on. What you want to animate, I guess. Right. There's placements for them. Arms or legs. And chest. Forehead? *frowns*
*flutters eyelashes* I only write what he tells me to. ;D
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*gasps for breath then swallows*
I know. I always wanted to take the Silencing charm off, just to hear what it was like. Seemed unnatural for the poor creature.
*messes his hair, biting his lip*
Correct me if I'm wrong, but cats don't normally have foreheads, do they?
That boy will break my heart, you know. You should keep him under control. ;)
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Yeah. Seems kind of pointless to keep something like that cooped up so you have to Silence it. *shakes his head*
*still frowning at the parchment*
Well.. I suppose technically they do... but...
*meets James' eyes with a faintly disturbed expression*
Erm...
I will do my best, but ultimately I can't be held responsible for him, free spirit that he is. *giggle*
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Aunt Grace loved the daft thing though. She called it Cecil. Cecil the Fwooper. Honestly, old people.
*sits back, frowning*
*quiet for a long moment*
But... I don't understand. Snuff's sure?
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Gawd. *rolls his eyes* Here's hoping I never make it long enough to have a Fwooper called Cecil. *crams a few more beans into his mouth* You would put me out of my misery before then, right?
*scratches as his head as he reads the parchment over again*
Well... yeah. I mean... it's all here. Legs and arms and... *brow deeply furrowed* What does that mean? I mean, what d'you think he was trying to do?
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*starts to speak several times, frowning at the ceiling*
Maybe he... he could have... perhaps...
*sighs*
Well buggered if I know what he needed those for. It's definitely his handwriting, so he can't have just found them.
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Well good. That's all I ask.
*chews at his lip, still frowning at the parchment as if expecting it to say something different*
It's very odd, don't you think? And the--
*mouth turns down*
Urg.
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I don't have the first clue about this. And I'm not thinking it'd be a great idea to go find a dead cat and carve these bloody things into its non-existent forehead.
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*looks sadly at the remaining beans in his hand and stuffs them in his pocket for later*
*hopefully*
Maybe it's not as bad as it sounds. I mean, there's plenty of stuff no-one's heard about, right? Just because there's dead peop- things involved doesn't mean it's... you know... bad.
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