Notices (also: Open Post)

[edgar_huntly]

Two notices on the noticeboard, with varying degrees of accurate spelling rewritten by Gen:

If any here have information regarding the whereabouts of Mr. Alexander Misurov, please advise Mr. Edgar Huntly. He may be found in the main hall between the hours of noon and three.

and also, in much larger letters,

One bedframe, free, with mattress.

Comments

[kotoba_tadashii]

Gen reads the note with a small smile. "Amazing, what a communication revolution will do for standardized spelling."

[edgar_huntly]

Glancing up, slightly covered in feathers, "What's that?"

[kotoba_tadashii]

"Well, by my time, nearly everyone spells things in English exactly the same way. It makes things easier to understand on paper, but means that spelling has less and less to do with how you pronounce things."

[edgar_huntly]

"Ah." He checks his notices carefully. "I have tried to conform to Mr. Johnson's spellings in every respect that I can, but if there is some error ..."

[wishandwait]

...Why is someone looking for me? Sasha thinks to himself, clutching his book more tightly in one hand. People looking for you is rarely good - it means, well, it means they want something, and people wanting things out of wizards usually leads to trouble.

[edgar_huntly]

If Sasha is there during the correct time frame, Edgar will ask very politely, "Sir, may I trouble you for a moment?"

[wishandwait]

No one calls Sasha sir, because he's not a sir. He's got the look of a fellow used to working outdoors, and currently has a definite air of horse about him.

But he's the only possible addressee, so. "Yes?"

[edgar_huntly]

But 'poor' was part of how Edgar was told to identify him--and anyway, even the rich people often smell of horse, in Edgar's place. "I do not mean to presume, but are you Mr. Alexander Misurov?"

[mancalledspade]

Sam peers at the note, calmer for his trip with Mickle, but still with a downward slant to his mouth.

"If you want, I can take a look around. Though my record here's been bad enough I may drive the man into hiding by trying to help."

[edgar_huntly]

"The--oh, Mr. Spade. I have found Mr. Misurov, but he has been of less help than I had imagined he would."

[mancalledspade]

He turns. "Mr Huntly. That is a shame. What were you looking for help with, if you don't mind the question."

[edgar_huntly]

"I am trying to find a way to resurrect a ghost, actually. He had suggested that Mr. Misurov might be able to help with the process. At the moment, I am actually hoping to encounter a woman named Helen Rossi, who also has some experience with the not-dead."

[twice_tainted]

And here is Helen, with Gen in tow. "Mr Huntly. Mr Watanabe tells me you could use some assistance."

[edgar_huntly]

He only jumps a little at the suddenness of the voice; Spade has put him on edge. When he recognizes it as Helen's, though, he turns to shake her hand. "Ah, he has found you! I must confess, this may be far out of your field of specialty, but have you ever heard of a--" and he tries very hard to remember all of the syllables "--rusalka?"

[twice_tainted]

"No, not out of my field at all, in fact. They are actually quite common in many Slavic mythologies. Have you found one here?"

[kotoba_tadashii]

Gen raises his eyebrows at Edgar, as if to say "How interesting."