Apology frog, and open RP on the grounds

[grandmasteryoda]

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[c_macaulay]

Camilla had seen many things at Hogwarts, but this had to be one of the strangest.

(Camilla was also one of the few late-20th-century Americans not to have seen Star Wars.)

A small shriveled green thing with bat-ears had ensconced itself on the front steps. It was not a house-elf. It appeared to be chewing on a stick.

"Hello," she said, with the politeness the twins' Nana had ingrained in them. "Are you hungry?"

[grandmasteryoda]

Yoda raised an eyebrow (perhaps "eyebrow ridge" was more accurate, as his species didn't really have the fuzzy eyebrows common in a large variety of other humanoids) at the newcomer and paused mid-gnaw. "Depends on what is for lunch, that does."

[c_macaulay]

... The creature's voice certainly matched his looks. A masculine voice, Camilla tended to think, and so she assigned him a grammatical gender, though his biological gender was not something she felt inclined to contemplate.

(Lucky for her, then, that she hadn't been at the Hot Pocket party.)

"Probably not anything very special, and we're lucky if it hasn't got pumpkin in it, but it might be better than chewing on a stick," she suggested. "I could ask the house elves to bring you something."

It hadn't occurred to her that the stick itself might be tasty to this creature.

[grandmasteryoda]

"Delicious, this stick is! Given to me by the Wookiees, it was. A good snack its sap makes, and good for you it is. Lots of nutrients, yes!" He thumped his cane derisively at the mention of the house elves. "Bah. Know how to cook a decent meal, they do not! Hell on my digestion, the things they make are. Cook a proper stew, they cannot."

[schizowarrior]

Molly, sword slung over her shoulder, stopped and blinked when she saw Yoda. She had to mentally remind herself that she was in fact on medication, which meant he had to be real. That was almost more disturbing than if she'd been hallucinating him.

"Dude," she said, staring. She had no idea what else to say, but she found herself asking, "What's with the stick?"

[grandmasteryoda]

"Delicious, it is. Much like this 'chewing gum,' from what know I." He held it up towards her. "Try it, would you like?"

The end he's been chewing on is still damp with Yoda-slobber. But one can always hope that the drool of a Jedi Master of his acclaim would impart some sort of second-hand wisdom, right?

[schizowarrior]

Molly might not have been nuts anymore, but she was still Molly, and thus would try just about anything at least once. "Sure," she said, taking it and chomping down, heedless of the spit--hey, she'd eaten Mavis's Vicoden fruitcake. Once you'd eaten that, you could eat anything.

"Not bad," she said, surprised. It was sweet, though the precise flavor was not something she could identify. "Where'd you get it? I wouldn't mind snagging one of those."

[grandmasteryoda]

"On Kashyyyk do gimer bushes grow," said Yoda, pleased that she had liked it. "So a small chance of getting one of your own, have you. A gift from the Wookiees to me, this was. Excellent people the Wookiees are."

Return Owl, carrying a fruit basket.

[daxtastic]

Yoda,

No apologies necessary. If anything, I'm the one at fault. If memory serves, you weren't the one instigating the fight.

I apologize for any remarks made about your appearance, or the size of your person. I am especially sorry for the remark about your face. On the contrary, I find yours an exceedingly pleasant face to look upon.

I am feeling much better today, thank you, and am back in my...more causal attire. I do hope that your outfit at the party -while nothing to be ashamed of!- hasn't caused you to catch a cold.

All the best,
Jadiza