[ Curled up on the floor near the fire, wrapped in a blanket because fuck, it's cold. His teeth chatter a bit as he tries to steady his commuter, but after a few failed attempts, he gives a wave of his wand and mutters Wingardium Leviosa, making it float in front of him. Behind him, across the glass that makes up one of the Slytherin common room ( Read more... )

[The feed open up to Lion sitting, legs crossed, on a sofa by the main fireplace. Opened on Lion's lap is a textbook and several others are stacked neatly on the table. Lion smiles politely to the camera and nods. However, Lion seems to be a little preoccupied by another thought.]

Good morning, everyone. I thought I would introduce myself to anyone ( Read more... )

[ There's a lot of fiddling; poking. Static; even more fiddling. Until at one point Robb eventually drops the Commuter. The screen is faced upwards, revealing a portion of Robb's boots. What appears to be a wolf that is way to large for it's own good sniffing the device suspiciously. It then licks said device, you have a few seconds of direwolf ( Read more... )

[ So it seems that Minako finally ceased freaking out for long enough to make a somewhat coherent broadcast. There's still something pretty surprised in her expression, but maybe something a little bit on the eager side too. It's pretty exciting, after all, the whole idea of this! ]Okay, so.. For whoever exactly is out there listening to this, I ( Read more... )

[ A bold sort of cursive appears over the network. Its purpose is clear, and something about the wording suggests that the writer would be most displeased should his message be ignored. ]

Albus Dumbledore. A peculiar name, and also a man with a peculiar way of calling for aid. I find myself questioning his motives. For all his talk of "honour" ( Read more... )