[[Two-fer, OTA, Croatoan Plot]]

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'Stiles' Stilinski was more confused than anything when a small, fifty-year-old man with bloodied hands started attacking him on the street. He didn't remember the man saying anything, he just went at him with his fist. He didn't want to hurt the guy, but after a cut lip and soon-to-be-swollen eye, he had no choice but to defend himself. The man

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[evenprettydead]

Cedric had seen the young man being set upon from down the street. Taking out his wand, he hurried over.

"I think you've got him, easy now." The last thing the Hufflepuff wanted was to take a branch to his own skull.

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Stiles was shaking, looking kind of terrified because of the man having attacked him, but also at what he'd done to protect himself.

"I-I-" His voice failed him as he dropped the branch. It was pretty large, about the size of a baseball bat. "I dunno what happened, h-he just came at me."

He moved to take a step closer to the body. "Is he-?"

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Cedric leaned over the prone man. "Alive, though he's almost certainly concussed." He ran the tip of his wand over the man's head wound, the bleeding slowing in response.

"I think he'll be alright, though we'd best get him to the clinic quickly."

Stepping back, Cedric pointed his wand at the man. "Mobilicorpus." There was a faint burst of light and then the man floated slightly off the ground.

"Are you alright?" He looked the young man over. "I should be able to set you right, once I've gotten him to the clinic."

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"Think I'm okay." Stiles grimaced, then winced and frowned when he went to touch the open sore by his mouth with his hand.

It was cool, to see the guy doing magic, but now wasn't the time to talk to him about that. He let out a long deep, breath as he tried to calm himself. "I'll go with you."

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[evenprettydead]

Cedric nodded. "Good man." He started walking in the direction of the clinic, the unconscious man floating along.

"I'm Cedric, by the way. Did you have some sort of argument with this fellow?"

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"No, he just came after me. He never even said anything, it was so weird." Stiles was pretty sure he'd been minding his own business, he didn't know what he could have done to piss off the guy.

"I've never seen him before in my life. My name's Stiles."

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[evenprettydead]

"Well, this is a place for the strange, certainly." Cedric said. "Just recently, I had someone try to assault me in the shop where I work."

"In any case, Stiles, it's a pleasure to meet you. Have you been in town for long?"

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"Does that happen often? I mean, I've been here since late October and, if anything, everyone has been ridiculously nice here." So, Stiles liked to think everything had a code to crack. He had no idea if something was up yet, but he usually always thought something was. It came from living in Beacon Hills, probably. Or he was just weird, which was also true.

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"This sort of thing, specifically?" Cedric said, shaking his head. "Not that I'm aware, though the village has been invaded by assorted creatures in the past. These things usually start up and last the weekend. The hotel is generally the safest place to be."

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"Huh, so you think there's something going on here? I did notice there was like, an age thing, recently." Luckily it hadn't happened to any of his friends. He'd been warned about these sort of things, though.

"So, some sort of thing where something in the water makes people go all 'Hulk-smash'?"

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[evenprettydead]

"Perhaps some kind of madness, or a spell of some sort." Cedric shrugged. "There are any number of possibilities. I don't sense any particular magic about him, but it's hard to be certain of anything here."

They arrived at the clinic, Cedric floating the man inside and explaining what had happened to one of the nurses on duty.

"There, that's done, then." He nodded, as they wheeled the man away on a table.

"Shall I try to sort you out - it won't hurt."

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"You can sense magic?" Stiles wondered if he'd be brought in for questioning by the police or anything. At least Cedric here had witnessed everything, because he didn't have his dad to help him out here.

"I didn't mean to hit him so hard, seriously dude." He started to defend himself. He hadn't told Cedric not to help him, but he was a little cautious about it. Magic was still pretty new territory, though he was starting to take classes about herbs and history of and things at least.

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[evenprettydead]

"Some times there's a sense of it that my lot can have." Cedric said. "It varies from wizard to wizard, like any other talent."

"You were just protecting yourself - you aren't to blame. Do they have magic, where you come from?"

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"Sort of. It's mostly dark and creepy which was kind if why I was reluctant to take some classes at the magic school here, but knowing the different plants and stuff would be good because my friends--- have ailments. Yes, ailments, and you know, sometimes normal medicine doesn't work." His friends were werewolves, but he didn't know who knew about Scott here and therefore would keep it a secret until his best bud said otherwise.

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"Herbology, a fine thing to study." Cedric agreed, smiling. "You ought to take Potions as well, if you aren't - the two do connect rather well."

"I work in the Apothecary, we make potions and charms and such." He took a small vial from a pocket in his robes, offering it to the younger man. "This is a Blood-Replenishing potion - good for countering blood loss from injuries or poisons."

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"Oh yeah, I think that's on my list too." He'd had it in his pocket since meeting up with the administrator, and so he pulled it out. "Yep, there it is." He showed Cedric the list. Since the boy likely couldn't use a wand, things were simplified, but he was taking enough classes to be a part-time student there and a part-time student at the other school. "Classes start up again soon, and it'll be my first semester."

When the boy handed him a vial, he looked it over. "That'd be a neat place to check out, I think." He meant the Apothecary, obviously. "Hey, I saw what you did to the gash in that guys head, can you by any chance do the same thing to me?"