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[Luna is currently in her room, laying out fluffy pieces of... knitting. Hats, mittens, scarves, and socks, they're all in rows on her (neatly made) bed, and she opens the journal to use its little picture function to show them off. All of them are bright and colorful, many of them have wacky color combinations and patterns, but there are some that are more simple and 'respectable' as well. Pretty much whatever Luna felt like making - including the traditional Hogwarts house colors.]
It's getting cold out, so I wondered if anyone would like some of these. I think I made too many, but I didn't really want to stop even though it was warm when I was doing so. You never do know when you're going to need something, after all.
[The book is moved again, with rustling and page crinkling, and this time it shows off a small mountain of different colored yarn, heaped under a small folding table with a knitting basket on top of it. (yes, picture is an exaggeration, but it gets the point across.)]
I do have more yarn if anyone would like a different pattern. It would be very inconvenient for anyone to get sick now, I would think; the flitterbys might decide to cut their hair off while they were distracted.
It's getting cold out, so I wondered if anyone would like some of these. I think I made too many, but I didn't really want to stop even though it was warm when I was doing so. You never do know when you're going to need something, after all.
[The book is moved again, with rustling and page crinkling, and this time it shows off a small mountain of different colored yarn, heaped under a small folding table with a knitting basket on top of it. (yes, picture is an exaggeration, but it gets the point across.)]
I do have more yarn if anyone would like a different pattern. It would be very inconvenient for anyone to get sick now, I would think; the flitterbys might decide to cut their hair off while they were distracted.