[ The feed clicks on as the commuter is whacked by the corner of a leather satchel, boyish hips strolling back and forth as he sorts through the books in his trunk to slide into the bag. Slim and tall, the flash of a silver-and-green tie can be glimpsed around a naval as he goes about his business. ]
'... Adalbert Waffling'?
[ Out of sight (enjoy that lovely view of a stone wall and bedside table) shoving and rustling can be heard before he wanders back over, a
white wand firmly in hand. With a technically-sound flourish, he summons the book - ] Accio Magical Theory! [ - and yeah, you can tell that this little prodigy has been practicing for the past couple of hours. Snatching the textbook out of mid-air as it zooms over, he reaches over his bed to slide it into place, and that is the moment the first proper glimpse of this mysterious Slytherin is granted; Japanese, chestnut hair and soft brown eyes. Handsome with an intelligent, keen frown that evolves as he picks up the device to hold it head-on, inadvertantly offering a portrait-sized rendition from the chest up (a background swims into view, the dull emerald lamps of the Slytherin dormitory casting shadows). When he speaks at length, there's an ever-so slight lilt of an accent when he uses English. ]
I'm pretty sure this just turned on by accident. Sorry about that ...
[ About to stow it away, he looks back after a moment's pause. ]
I know it's the weekend but I only just arrived and was wondering, what's the fastest route to the Great Hall? Thanks in advance. [ A friendly smile is offered moments before he switches his address to a more practical Western approach - you know, since he's in a crazy school brimming with magic. We're not in Tokyo anymore, Ryuk. ] My name is Light, by the way.
Light Yagami.