Look in thy glass, and tell the face thou viewest

[purmoncul]

WHO: Sirius, Lyra and OPEN for those who'd like CR for their magic mirrors!
WHERE: Sirius's public workshop!
WHEN: FLEXIBLE! Preferrably today onward, but I am happy to backdate also
WARNINGS: ...There's a hippogriff in that workshop, in addition to standard Sirius warnings
SUMMARY: As stated in this post, Sirius can make little mirror networks.

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[purmoncul]

"Do you see any you like?"

Sirius was at peace with all the world, and seeing Lyra's wonderment made him feel...well, he imagined that it might be a very pale shade of what a Hogwarts professor might feel, watching a first year experience the school. He hadn't done much to make the place obviously fantastic (just secure and hippogriff-proof), but it made him a proud host anyway.

[purmoncul]

"Alright, put it here on the yellow cloth. I have designated it 'Lyra's cloth', and all the mirrors on it will go into Lyra's Network."

'Lyra's cloth' is a big gold shawl laid out on a part of his workbench that Sirius had cleared of clutter before her arrival. He comes over and has a look at her choice.

"How many do you want, all together? Even if you haven't decided on six friends, I can make the full number and you can give the extras out as you like."

[afeatherpillow]

[Katurian leaves for his shift at the hospital around 4:30 in the afternoon. By now, he's familiar with his temporary home, one of the hotels just several blocks away. It's usually teaming with familial spill-over from that very same hospital. Relatives with flowers. Grandparents pacing the halls. And so on.

He heads down the hotel steps with his hands in his pockets, his eyes to the ground.]

[purmoncul]

[There's a weird fellow in the parking lot, lounging across an old fashioned black motorbike in a way that...actually makes no sense, because it should totally fall over, reading what looks like a book on the Lesser Ley of Solomon. Like you do.

He glances up at people walking by, until he sees Katurian.]

Oh! Hey, hello!