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genessia2013-12-16 08:47 pm
no_love_potions) wrote in genessia2013-12-16 08:47 pm
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[Action] Throughout the day of December 16th
OPEN
[If you happen to be out and about during the day, especially around the Attleton area, you might run into your friendly neighborhood wizard. If you're a very early riser or a night owl, you might catch his truck rolling through town loaded up with shovels, buckets and other gear long before the sun is showing its face.
Later, maybe you'll catch him in a diner having a big lunch or going to and from hardware stores and later on stopping for supper at the same diner. One thing's for sure, he's looking more and more disheveled as the day goes on and caked with dust, grime and muck. What on Earth could he be up to?]
CLOSED TO RUBY AND ROOMMATES
[Later in the day, after the sun's already started setting, Harry pulls up to Ruby's apartment building. He's looking pretty worn out, like he'd spent all day doing some serious manual labor, and he's a total mess. His clothes are all wet and there's mud caked on his heavy boots, jeans and flannel jacket.
He heads around the back and grabs a big bundle from the bed of his truck before heading inside and up to the apartment Ruby shared with her sister and after a second to pause, since he's not sure if Ruby's up to any door answering, knocks at it.]
[If you happen to be out and about during the day, especially around the Attleton area, you might run into your friendly neighborhood wizard. If you're a very early riser or a night owl, you might catch his truck rolling through town loaded up with shovels, buckets and other gear long before the sun is showing its face.
Later, maybe you'll catch him in a diner having a big lunch or going to and from hardware stores and later on stopping for supper at the same diner. One thing's for sure, he's looking more and more disheveled as the day goes on and caked with dust, grime and muck. What on Earth could he be up to?]
CLOSED TO RUBY AND ROOMMATES
[Later in the day, after the sun's already started setting, Harry pulls up to Ruby's apartment building. He's looking pretty worn out, like he'd spent all day doing some serious manual labor, and he's a total mess. His clothes are all wet and there's mud caked on his heavy boots, jeans and flannel jacket.
He heads around the back and grabs a big bundle from the bed of his truck before heading inside and up to the apartment Ruby shared with her sister and after a second to pause, since he's not sure if Ruby's up to any door answering, knocks at it.]
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[She says it at the same time, pivoting to slip past. Then she realizes that hey, she recognizes that face, even though it's set a good deal higher up than she anticipated. Once that recognition sets in, she's a whirl of wide-eyed speed, all but rocketing into the ladies' room. He didn't recognize her, she hopes. He'd better not! As a high-ranking sorcerer and local chief of law enforcement, this is not the impression she wishes to make!]
[She faces the bathroom mirror, hands cupped beneath the stream of cold water that she quickly splashes on her face. She looks up at her reflection, her lashes dripping.]
...
Crumbs. Crumbs.
[She almost says a more profane word, but she has no desire to further tarnish her ladylike demeanor. Keep it together. A few more splashes of water before she straightens sharply, taking out her wand and murmuring a few phrases in French before brushing herself off. Just a faint hint of honeysuckle. NO SWEAT. She waits a few minutes more, just to make sure she doesn't run back into Harry too soon. Never mind the fact that he was dirt himself; he was a man. They were expected to be dirty.]
[Clearing her throat, she brushes a short lock of dark hair past her cheek, then strides out of the restroom. Nothing unusual here. She'll just go back to her booth, then act as if she's just taken note of him, and they can chat normally.]
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Huh.
Well, when you gotta go, you gotta go.]
[He shrugs off the encounter and heads back to his table, sitting down with a grumbly sigh and orders a decent meal of a burger and fries, and another Coke to go with it.
It was going to be a long afternoon.]
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[But she doesn't know. She thinks she's being clever. She exits the restroom as if all she needed was to take a quick powder before settling in for a meal. The glass of lemonade is already set on the table, and she returns to it, settling into the booth and crossing her legs.]
[It actually does take her a moment to realize where Harry is sitting. Too far away for a shout, and unlikely to notice a polite wave. She picks up her communicator.]
I suppose you're not much of a cook either?
[She kind of wishes she had something witty to say, like 'Fries? Aren't you worried about your girlish figure?' Because he's tall and...well, kind of thin. His shoulders are decently broad, she supposes. She just has no talent for this sort of thing.]
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[For a while there it looks like her cross-room text has backfired, seeing as he got annoyed at having the stupid thing go off all the time and asked Raye to show him how to put it on silent. He's just sitting there looking out the window and waiting for his food. Fortunately it's only a few minutes before he digs into his pocket to take a look for any work related messages and catches sight of hers.
He pauses. Blinks. She was texting him? But wasn't she just...? Um. Okay. He can do this. He can do the thing.
He can have a text message conversation.]
sue i am i cn do both forzen pizza abdleftovers
[Gah! What is this touchscreen hell he's found himself in?! No, screw it. He's lifting his head and trying to spot her.]
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[Once the cryptic message is deciphered, she glances in his direction, and at last eye contact is established. She makes a single beckoning gesture with a circle of her wrist, raising her eyebrows inquisitively. If he'd like to join her, he's welcome to do so.]
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He spots her and her signal and gets up with a sigh, bringing his Coke over to her table.]
I'm not much of a phone guy though.
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[She's still tickled by that text. She'll keep it whenever she needs a pick-me-up, Cherise decides.]
Pardon me for not getting in contact with you sooner. I'd entirely forgotten.
[It's not like her to be so forgetful when she's such an organized person, but this city has a way of shaking people up until they're crazed in the head with confusion.]
How have you been?
[Her eyes flick to his dusty coat, and finally she notices how dirty he is. She picks at the lapel of his coat, puzzled.]
Goodness, you have been busy.
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[He follows her hand to his coat, glancing down at the dirt covering him, the result of water mixing with it and drying on his clothes. Fortunately, he had plenty of old stuff for days like this.]
Really busy. [He looks back at her.] Favor for a friend.
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[She draws back her hand, rubbing her fingers together, and reaches for a napkin.]
It must be quite the favor.
[Which means this person must be quite the friend.]
What did you do, if I might ask?
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You saw what happened over the weekend, right? That Ruby girl getting grabbed. Well, she lost something important to her down there and I'm getting it back.
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Yes, I...I had heard.
[She falls silent, listening to him finish. When he does, she smiles faintly.]
That's very kind of you.
[Cherise considers it for a moment, then shifts in her seat.]
Perhaps I might be of assistance? Is there anything more that needs to be done?
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But that didn't matter. The point is, Ruby's okay. Maybe a little torn up, but alive, well and safe with her friends.]
It's the least I can do.
[He shrugs, then pauses to consider her offer.]
Well, most of what's left is just some heavy lifting but I did slap together a pretty hasty bit of geomancy to isolate and pick metal out of rock and that's not really my specialty. How's your Earth magic?
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[She looks thoughtful. Perhaps a summoning charm would work, but they'd have to make sure the item wasn't obstructed first.]
I can at least do a little levitation to help with the rock lifting.
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You sure? It's pretty messy work.
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[Her clothes are immaculate...when she's not perspiring all over them, that is. She sips from her lemonade primly, her posture ramrod straight. Just the mere mention of 'messy' seems to bring back all of her mother's lessons, subconsciously.]
[As she sets down her glass, she eyes Harry's own dirty clothing critically.]
You didn't enchant your clothing with dirt repellant?
[How upsetting! Any other charms he might have woven in will be washed clean away when he does the laundry! WHY YOU DO THIS?!]
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Uh. Enchant them with what?
[Wait. Is that a thing? Do people do that?]
[He doesn't see the point.]
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Oh Harry... Please allow me.
[Cherise snaps open her pocketbook and withdraws a slender wand. She doesn't point it at him yet, however, simply regarding him inquisitively as she waits for his permission.]
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Uh, [nope he's not getting it. It isn't like he'd picked out anything nice to wear. These were work clothes, getting dirty was kind of what they were for.
But hell, it seemed like a big deal to her so...]
sure. Knock yourself out.
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Évitent toute saleté...
[The tip of her wand zips and cuts through the air like a starved hummingbird.
...nous ne serons pas de porcs!
[The dirt suddenly jumps off of Harry's clothes as though repelled by sheer magnetic force, then evaporates with a series of small puffs. Better. Looking pleased with herself, she inserts her wand back into the pocketbook and snaps it closed.]
That should do it. So long as you stay dry, the enchantment should hold.