Raistlin Majere ((unpopcorning, canon update))

[raistlin_black]

A man in black robes staggered to his feet outside of the popcorn room, clearly disoriented. He snarled a word of magic, creating a thrumming wave of energy that surrounded him like a shield. Raistlin Majere, Master of the Tower of High Sorcery, had returned to Hogwarts. The mage looked down at his robes, jet black and normally of the softest

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[rosecasson]

Rose hears the scream.

"Do you smoke whenever you have a tantrum?" she wants to know. "Your house must get very mucky."

[raistlin_black]

Raistlin whirled, his still smoldering robes flaring as he did so. The sharp retort died in his throat when he saw Rose. With an effort, he swallowed his anger. “No. The Hat not only brought me back, it saw fit to cover me in some oily substance. The smoke is from a spell that burned it away."

[rosecasson]

"Hunh." Rose appraises him. "I suppose that's good. Or every time you threw a wobbly you'd ruin the wallpaper."

[raistlin_black]

"I didn't realize the Hat went so far as to steal children, I do not recall seeing you from before."

[raistlin_black]

The library. The bizzare narrations.

Memories were clicking back into place as he peered at Igor for a moment before giving him a thin smile. “Merely removing the grease. It seems that even with my new power I am not immune to the wiles of the Hat.”

[igorofmalaria]

((I should know better than to delete.))

"Oh, right." He still had the impulse to douse Raistlin in water. "Haven't seen you for a while, but then I've been busy."

[raistlin_black]

((uncooperative LJ! :P))

Raistlin considered his surroundings, his eyes narrowing as he read the Popcorn plaque. Now he realized what happened. Not only had he been spirited away against his will, he had been popcorn?

"I don't know how much time has passed since I.." he waved at the glass case, not able to bring himself to say 'since I was popcorn'.

"Have you had much success with your work?"

[igorofmalaria]

Hearing the scream, he peered down the hall.
"Are you o....k? Raistlin, is that you? You're on fire?" Surely it was some sort of magical thing, otherwise the scowling wizard would be leaping around.

"I haven't seen you for a while", he hazarded.

[shoggies]

New filtered fast through the Hogwarts Shoggies- it was rare for a Shoggy to notice anything of interest without every other Shoggy finding out within a matter of moments. And so, Raistlin's reappearance didn't go unnoticed, and it wasn't long after his unpopping that a small swarm of happy Shoggies appeared, piping their greetings enthusiastically.

"There you are Master Raistlin!" exclaimed Shoggy 7. "We haven't seen you in a while!" "It's sooo good to see you again Master Raistlin!" threw in Shoggy 22, while Shoggies 19, 16, and the recently created Shoggy 16 1/2 all voiced their welcomes as well.

"We've been collecting sooo many spell components for you Master Raistlin," said Shoggy 19. "Sooo many!" exclaimed the others in unison. "Thousands and thousands and sooo many thousands of them," explained Shoggy 16, who'd actually deliberately split into 16 and 16 1/2 in order to increase its component collecting efficiency. "We've been putting them into the McGraw tower."

[raistlin_black]

The Shoggies were one thing that could always elicit a small smile from even cranky Raistlin. The news that he had thousands of spell components waiting for him could have also played a part in his smile.

He reached down to pet the nearest one, straightening it's hat, "I have missed you all as well. Have you been finding enough chickens and paper hats?"

[shoggies]

The group of Shoggies was absolutely delighted to see the powerful 'cultist' they'd picked as their 'Master'- Shoggies needed direction. This is why, during the months of Raistlin's absence, the Shoggies had continued to go about their component-collecting work, even to the extent of filling up one of the rooms in McGraw tower with random collected bits of material. Perhaps only ten percent of the Shoggies' collected 'components' would be useful for Raistlin, but, that ten percent would indeed consist of thousands of them.

"We've gotten sooo many chickens, and made lots of paper hats!" Shoggy 19 piped happily as Raistlin straightened its hat. "And we had a party and our Great Master Cthulhoo even came to visit," contributed Shoggy 7. "We wish you'd been there. It was sooo cool! He ate the sacrifices, and we learned to summon fish to eat!" "But it's easier when we're outside," added Shoggy 16 1/2.

[raistlin_black]

The Shoggies reminded the mage of the gully dwarves; underestimated due to their appearance but incredibly resourceful and a formidable force when they put their collective mind to something. So it came as little surprise that they had mastered the use of magic.

“I am indeed sorry that I missed it, little ones. I’m glad that you’ve been able to make the magic of this place work for you and bring you even more to eat.” He wasn’t quite sorry that he missed the Great Master Cthulhoo though. He had gleaned enough about Cthulhoo from the Shoggies to realize that missing the 'party' was probably a Very Good Thing.

Perhaps after he took on the Queen of Darkness.. then he might be powerful enough..

Raistlin spoke a few brief words of magic, summoning something his mun he thought the Shoggies would like. When his spell ended, a dozen small viking helmets popped into existence on the various Shoggy heads.

[drunkexguardian]

Lee leaned against the doorframe, drawn by the sound. She gave him a once over, her half-smile visible under her hood. "Let me guess: in addition to butter-diving, you've taken up smoking clove cigarettes and listening to The Smiths in your spare time."

[raistlin_black]

Raistlin snorted, "The butter was hardly my idea, and clove smoke is only used in temples to the gods." He pulled his hood back, looking far healthier than he did the first time the Hat brought him to Hogwarts.

"It's good to see you again."

[drunkexguardian]

"You too, Red." She smirked and took a drag off of her ever-present cigarette. "Hm. Gonna have to think of something else to call you."

She took stock of his appearance--still off, not as 'three coughs from death' as he'd been before. "So either black really is your color, or you've found the happy pills that work."

[raistlin_black]

Raistlin actually chuckled, "The combination of travel and magical power can have restorative qualities. I will never be as physically strong as some, but my magic quickly outstripped those of the Order back on Krynn."