First Grimoire//Rose Lalonde\\Video [Slytherin Common]

[stubborn_throes]

[She's in the Slytherin Common room as per usual with a book in her lap even more as per usual. Rose hasn't really found much time to devote to these devices, as she's been rather absorbed in being a real motherfucking wizard at a real motherfucking wizard school. The girl must have plowed through a good portion of the library already. However, now

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[notist]

[ Wordy little thing, isn't she? It's a bit like L went and swallowed a thesaurus after shrinking into a prim little madam. Responding from the Quidditch pitch, the sight of the bleachers and the occasional zooming figure beyond gives away his position clearly enough. ]

I can let you borrow one or two of my textbooks, Lalonde. [ Thinks that's her name; he remembers hearing it bandied about the common room of an evening. ] As long as you get them back to me within a week. They'd be third-year level.

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[stubborn_throes]

Looks like I'll be accosting myself for my doubt of the kindness of strangers.

[There's a sort of wry smile on her face and she gives him a once-over. Slytherin sure does have it's share of suspicious, thinly framed males.]

I don't suppose you're intent on releasing clandestine information such as what these texts may pertain to?

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[notist]

Absolutely not, that would spoil the surprise.

[ Suspicious? Never! FIGHT ME, LELOUCH. ]

If you tell me which subjects you'd like more information on, I'll pick up something else when I go to the library tonight.

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[stubborn_throes]

Oh, what jovial discourse! You have me taken quite aback, Mr...Yagami, is it? [Now the look is definitely garnering a healthy coat of facetiousness, though there's still a bristle of genuine graciousness. Not that she's convinced he's just being nice for the sake of being nice. To make such a notion upon your first interaction with someone is fairly absurd.]

As for what I may find most captivating: Tomes in reference to the bestially strange or destructive magics enshrouded by the mists of time and superstition.

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[notist]

I'll be sure to quote you word for word to Madam Pince, no fear.

[ Wryly, he quirks a brow at her. Nice, Lalonde, just set him up to look like some crazy wizard bent on the Dark Arts. Hahaha ... ha. Luckily, he has some experience with sassy young girls owing to his little sister, so when he does crack a wider smile it's entirely facetious in return, albeit on friendly terms. ]

Either Yagami or just Light is fine.

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[stubborn_throes]

Mm, my appreciation is yours for the reaping. [Hey, that saves her the trouble of being the prime suspect when she needs to start sneaking around.
...If she needs to, of course.
Yes, definitely if.]

Light. [A soft chuckle to herself. This gives "Seer of Light" a whole new meaning!
...
God that was a lame joke.
She reminds herself to never bring it up again.]

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[notist]

[ Heh, reap.

God, that's a lame joke. He reminds himself never to bring it up again.]

Is it busy in the common room right now? I'd prefer not to come back while it's heaving.

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[stubborn_throes]

[A simple shrug of the shoulders.]
As if Slytherin Dungeon could ever be a bustling social hub.

Languid as ever down here.

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[notist]

[ Switches the feed to private, because hi this is now A Conspiracy. It's probably best just to undertake it as it comes. ]

I'll return tonight around ten o'clock. If there are any stragglers, do you think you could clear them for me? I can also deliver your books when I arrive.

[ >Light: Be clandestine as shit. By which he really means, a favour for a favour. How right you were, Rose. ]

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[stubborn_throes]

[She watches him speak, bemused by just how quickly he's seemingly confirmed each and every suspicious she had about him. But what else can she do but agree?]

I think you'll find such an endeavor is well within my specific skillset.
The room will be empty when you return, sans myself.

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[notist]

[ It's always best to confirm suspicions before they go too far, 'nuff said. CoughNaomicough. ]

Great. I'll see you in a few hours, Lalonde, depending on what I can turn up to satiate your interests.

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[stubborn_throes]

Looking forward to it, Light.

action from here on in!

[notist]

[ 09:45pm swings around and Light leaves the study hall with a casual twirl of his wand between his fingers, a nameless anthology of intermediate (and a couple of higher tiered defensive measures) under one arm. It's not from the restricted section as he would have liked, but that much is hardly surprising and a little too steep to ask for on such short notice and without written permission from a professor.

It reads like the kind of thing a creepy little preteen would like, at any rate, and seems pretty useful.

Entering the common room at a stroll, the same he has employed while navigating the castle back to the Slytherin dungeon and avoiding Mrs Norris, Light paces down the steps seemingly at his leisure. ]

[stubborn_throes]

[By that time Rose hasn't exactly moved much, managing to quell these great swathes of boredom by practicing her levitation. She'll lower the candle currently raised over her head when she notices him coming.

That was a little embarrassing.

Positioning herself upright and waving him over with a gentle, fluid motion toward her chest. The entire common room is vacant except for her and she made sure to rig most of the surrounding doors with a colloportus spell so as to buy time were anyone intent on barging in during their apparently clandestine meeting.]

Greetings.

[notist]

[ As if Hogwarts doesn't have enough floating candles, but he won't mention it. That she speaks as if he's some knight errant with a fabled - well, it might be, he doesn't have a clue what the hell it's called - grimoire for some Slytherin princess isn't lost on him, but he chalks it down to Girlish Ways. They have them, he really doesn't much care, and if it puts her in a better mood by amusing herself then all the better.

But he honestly just thinks she's pretty wordy. ]

Good evening. [ Offering the book to the short second-year, he absently directs his wand to a free leather sofa, the invisible object at his side landing with a rustle - she knows he's up to something, so there's no point pretending otherwise. Besides, it's giving him a cramp in his wrist from levitating the damned thing all the way from the Quidditch pitch while keeping it concealed. ] This is for you. It's third-year magic, hedging on fourth, but even if you've read a lot of similar works I'd bet there's one or two interesting nuggets in there. I checked a few

[stubborn_throes]

[With a most courteous smile on her face she takes the book gently from his grasp, no need to mark any remarks that my drawn the man's ire. Morally ambiguous people shrouded in mystique tend to make either powerful, priceless allies, or share the same grandeur as an enemy.]

How meticulous of you, I do hope my little errand did not prove too onerous. [And when she has it in both hands, she'll tuck it under her arm. Craning her neck towards the couch, she glances between the two before settling on Light.]

I suppose this parcel is the catalyst for my clearing of the room?