insert title of Diane Duane novel here [CLOSED]
Characters: Orihime Inoue (power_of_heart) and Howell Jenkins/Wizard Pendragon/whoever he is this week (strange_wonders)
Content: Orihime is tired of guesswork with her magic.
Setting: Howl's room in space-that-should-not-exist.
Time: After the sky sharks but before the Fiertia docks.
Warnings: Shouldn't be anything to warn for!
In a way, Orihime had been much more nervous about visiting Mr. Pendragon that first time when he sounded so ill. With so many enchantments on his door, if she knocked it in the wrong place, she might have turned into a cat, and then she'd be stuck as the ship's cat because it seemed like the wizard never left his room. They knew each other just well enough by know that she didn't think he'd have anything like that on his door for an invited guest.
She found this almost as nerve-wracking in its own way, though. She'd never dealt much with a wizard before, except for the one who'd come sniffing around the hospital every so often offering her money for "just a week of your time, Miss Inoue, I've never seen anything like these creatures before and can you imagine the contributions to the art you would make". There was something wrong about that man that there wasn't about this wizard, but she couldn't help but be on her guard when he was the expert (even though she was the expert with colds).
She knocked at the door and called in to identify herself, then let herself into the mess that she'd come to expect from Mr. Pendragon's room.
Content: Orihime is tired of guesswork with her magic.
Setting: Howl's room in space-that-should-not-exist.
Time: After the sky sharks but before the Fiertia docks.
Warnings: Shouldn't be anything to warn for!
In a way, Orihime had been much more nervous about visiting Mr. Pendragon that first time when he sounded so ill. With so many enchantments on his door, if she knocked it in the wrong place, she might have turned into a cat, and then she'd be stuck as the ship's cat because it seemed like the wizard never left his room. They knew each other just well enough by know that she didn't think he'd have anything like that on his door for an invited guest.
She found this almost as nerve-wracking in its own way, though. She'd never dealt much with a wizard before, except for the one who'd come sniffing around the hospital every so often offering her money for "just a week of your time, Miss Inoue, I've never seen anything like these creatures before and can you imagine the contributions to the art you would make". There was something wrong about that man that there wasn't about this wizard, but she couldn't help but be on her guard when he was the expert (even though she was the expert with colds).
She knocked at the door and called in to identify herself, then let herself into the mess that she'd come to expect from Mr. Pendragon's room.