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on the roads, but as far from people as possible
[[ooc: takes place after any events here; feel free to continue those as normal.]]The moon is full, high in the sky and pouring reflected light fully into the slowly growing town below. He had known it was coming. He'd felt the power of the moon, or the lunar gods or whatever passing over him. And he hated it. He hated lying to Carl; he hated ( Read more... ) -
Beyond the Bar
Van Helsing is leaning against the side of a building. He doesn't know which one it is, it was a wall that made for a nice solid something to lean on. Leaning is good. Relaxing. Add 'thinking' to that and he's pretty busy. He doesn't appear to be doing much, thus folks are free to chat at him. Just give him a moment if he doesn't seem to ( Read more... ) -
The Bar - sort of
He's standing just outside the back door of the main bar building, surveilling the landscape. It's not 'ever-changing', but it's not static either. It's different in all sorts of ways. Though he's not sure he fully understands why that dark castle sits on that mountainside as a result of his arrival in this place. Not that the park with the ( Read more... ) -
Penguin Park - probably late at night
The problematic thing about being a wizard without a wand who is complete rubbish with wandless magic is ... well, that you can't do magic. That means that she can't try to apparate home (although she is quite confident that this wouldn't be possible even if she did have a wand) and that she can't practice anything or send a patronus out ( Read more... ) -
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Van Helsing stopped just inside the door he'd just walked through, turning over his shoulder to look back at what should have been a hallway with an average height friar in brown robes standing behind him. There should have been dubious urging of him to step forward so they could both enter the room, but the friar wasn't there. In fact, it ( Read more... )