Zelgadiss had evidently been to the library in another of his increasingly sporadic attempts to find a Clair Bible manuscript or some other way to reverse the spell that made him a chimera in the books there. He had a bag slung over one shoulder bulging with books and was making the hike back to Gryffindor Tower; he'd have just stayed in the ( Read more... )

He reconstituted from a cloud of black dust. No sooner had a form shown signs of winged-humanity, that it was consumed by black and green spiritual pressure. It bent in on itself and with a final rush, dissipated, showing a man of average height and muscular frame walking towards the desk; a lone piece of parchment and quill it's only decoration. ( Read more... )

It suited Mr. Wednesday's purposes that more students should get to know him ( Read more... )

The young woman who walked into the Sorting Room carried a bow and quiver of arrows on her back, but ignored those in favor of a knife with a large garnet set in the hilt. She looked to be about twenty, and very fit. Her curly brown hair was chopped close to her head where it wasn't pulled back into a tail, and her tanned skin was laced with pale ( Read more... )

So this place kinda blows.

No other countries to harass, and the ones that are here aren't any he's familiar with. (The last of the bruises he got in the fight with Sweden have only just faded away ( Read more... )

The first thing he realized was that he had a screaming headache. It wasn’t the kind that was brought on by spending too much time drinking, or even getting cracked on the head. The second thing was that his cheek was resting on something cool and hard. Stone? What the hell?

The hunter’s eyes snapped open and he pulled himself to his feet.

( I got your cut right here.. )

On a stage was where they belonged, performing, whether for a large crowd in a formal performance or for a small group on the side of the street during festival. Performance gave them purpose, direction; it was their life ( Read more... )

Ryuk was writing ( Read more... )

(OOC: Never let it be said that I don't like a challenge)

Well, he had been dozing in his comfy chair. At least he still had his bottle of beer and his knife ( Read more... )

((Terezi is completely blind, and can canonically smell and taste colors in enough definition to read printed text and computer screens. She will probably smell people, especially those with distinctive color schemes, but will not lick without ooc permission.))Terezi must have stumbled into a gate or something, although she couldn't imagine how she ( Read more... )