In which detention serves a useful purpose for once. (closed RP, for now)

Jul 28, 2008 12:37

All in all, Lezard Valeth felt his Sorting had gone rather well. He had met a kindred spirit of sorts. More than one, really, for the Sorting Hat had recognized his potential and Sorted him into Slytherin. Lezard decided he very much liked the Sorting Hat: its mindset was so very much like Lezard's own ( Read more... )

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vislor_turlough July 28 2008, 16:58:54 UTC
Turlough was not entirely thrilled with the schedule change. He had no desire to see this idiot again.

Now that he has to, though, he'll make it worth it.

"So you got in. Pity. I was hoping you'd get kicked out."

He picked up a watering can he procured from somewhere.

"Your detention. Water all these trees. Without magic. If I catch you using magic, you'll have a second detention."

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arrogantmage July 28 2008, 17:46:10 UTC
(( *dead of icon* ))

"Did you really believe I'd be denied admission to a school of magic?" The smugness radiates off Lezard in waves almost palpable.

It ceases abruptly at Turlough's specification of his task.

"You intend me to take that --" he uses the Wand of Apocalypse as a pointer, pointing it at the watering can -- "and water those --" gesturing to all the trees -- "without magic? Are you mad? The gross inefficiency alone should cause any reasonable person to implode!"

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vislor_turlough July 28 2008, 17:48:28 UTC
"One can only hope. And I intend to make this as difficult for you as possible. Maybe then you'd think twice before transplanting a grove of tropical trees to Scotland."

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arrogantmage July 28 2008, 18:12:46 UTC
"This is madness," Lezard informs Turlough angrily, snatching the watering can and stomping to the nearest tree.

Everyone is always so ungrateful.

There are all kinds of things he can do with his magic right now if he wants. He can't kill Turlough because of the no-kill enchantment on Hogwarts grounds, and he can't kill the trees or animals because they were a gift to A, but he can rearrange the configuration of this space in such amusing ways. He entertains himself briefly by picturing Turlough's face melded with the trunk of a tree, like some grotesque revision of a dryad.

But ... it's clear from the assignment that Turlough thinks doing things without magic should be difficult for Lezard. As though Lezard Valeth is not strong enough to carry water unaided. If he uses his magic, the stupid groundskeeper will have won.

"What do you have against a beautiful grove of trees?" he grumps at Turlough as he waters the first of many trees.

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arrogantmage July 29 2008, 19:03:46 UTC
Long ago, in Flenceburg, Lezard Valeth had a familiar, a rather homely gray cat. That animal perished in the cataclysms of Ragnarok. Lezard's travels afterward occasioned no further acquisition.

He nabbed one of the school owls instead (bloop!) and tied a note to its leg before sending it off to the boy called 'A'. How delightfully old-school, this sending of owls!

The note read:

A:

I have made some improvements to your mangosteen grove. They should please you. Do come and see. I will wait.

- Lezard Valeth

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i_am_an_hero July 29 2008, 19:12:54 UTC
A was in the greenhouse when the owl reached him.

Instantly curious (and a little wary), he set down his tools and headed for the grove.

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arrogantmage July 29 2008, 19:29:29 UTC
Sitting comfortably on the spongy ground, using his cloak as a blanket, Lezard waited beside the newly installed dais at the grove's exact center.

The peaceful sound of water bubbling and flowing now harmonized with the rustling of mangosteen leaves. The air was rainforest-warm and rainforest-moist, now, the evaporating water of the new springs trapped by the leaf-canopy of Kurama's trap plants. Other than the removal of his cloak, Lezard remained fully dressed in his long-sleeved tunic, heavy breeches, heavy boots, even the leather gloves, and appeared completely cool (in the sense of temperature, anyway). This was because he was, well, Lezard Valeth. People with mortal flesh would probably feel the heat.

"What do you think?" was his greeting to A.

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i_am_an_hero July 29 2008, 19:38:42 UTC
"Ohhh," A sighed, feeling the new warmth and humidity. "How long is this for?" At least he'd be spared watering the grove for however long that was.

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