Debut - OTA

Feb. 1st, 2017 09:24 pm
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Isaiah was getting settled in. He was already glad that his north-midwestern accent was getting him slightly confused for a Canadian from time-to-time. But he'd settled into his dorm at the start of the semester, and now, he'd finally gotten familiar enough with maps of the city and such that he was doing what he was meaning to do for awhile now, though he'd been buried in classwork.

Right now, though, he was on the lookout for anything and everything magical in nature. Some of his research suggested that some groups in Europe, especially England, were magically inclined and hoarded secrets. Granted, the boards he'd learned it from weren't particularly credible, but things on the internet weren't particularly credible about this sort of thing in the first place.

There wasn't any harm in looking, after all.

So it was on this particular afternoon that Isaiah, dressed in a black hooded sweatshirt, dark blue jeans, and black leather boots, was walking down the street, a silver thread (okay, it wasn't real silver, but surely silver colored thread was fine, too, right?) tied to his middle finger, suspending a small pendulum made of a chunk of what was probably authentic quartz. With the spell he'd cast before leaving his apartment, it should guide him to anything, or anyone, magical.

Granted, paying attention to the pendulum meant he wasn't paying attention to what was in front of him. So when he bumped into someone, he stumbled back a few steps, surprised, and raised his gaze. "Sorry," he said. "Didn't see you there."

Date: 2017-02-02 05:49 am (UTC)
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Fin had seen the young man, but only at the last moment. He was still adjusting to only using his magic to see as much as needed- Which was a strange balance to try and strike. Yes, his eyes looked normal now, but they were still damaged, and in an effort to not exhaust his heart, he was only using his magic to see in full while working. The rest of the time it was a bit murky. Though it focused to a pinpoint now- For reasons that weren't yet clear to Fin.

"Quite alright. I can be easy to miss," the fae smiled.

Date: 2017-02-02 07:11 am (UTC)
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"Oh, are you on vacation?" He asked, catching a glimpse of something in the boy's hand, but thinking nothing of it.

Date: 2017-02-02 06:06 pm (UTC)
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Fin nodded, and offered a polite smile. His magic relaxed again, and he let his vision return to its minimal state.

"Well, good luck then," he said, not wanting to keep the young man if he was busy.

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Date: 2017-02-02 08:33 am (UTC)
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Bonnie had been watching the other side of the street, paranoid that there might be someone coming after her, which was why she hadn't seen Isaiah coming. In other words, her hypervigilance was the reason she didn't notice him.

She couldn't stand to be touched, or jostled. She gasped in fright when he walked into her, suppressing a scream and jumping half a step back. She tried to wipe the panic off her face (didn't want to look like she was crazy), but was completely unsuccessful. Her expression and the way she held herself clearly said that she was terrified.

Date: 2017-02-02 08:53 am (UTC)
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Now she felt bad for making him feel bad. It took her a second to swallow down her panic enough to stammer out a response.

"No. No. It-- it's fine."

Date: 2017-02-02 09:49 am (UTC)
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Him calming down helped her calm down a little more, too, though she was still tense. Too tense to laugh at his joke.

"Right," she said, then added, "I wasn't looking where I was going. Sorry."

She was also getting calm enough to notice that he smelt interesting. And delicious.

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Date: 2017-02-02 09:04 am (UTC)
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"It's okay," Manuel said, brushing back a stray lock of hair that had fallen over his face. He hadn't been paying attention to where he was walking, either.

He did cast a brief glance at the stone dangling from Isaiah's hand. He wasn't sure what it was, but it looked like some sort of charm, and he thought he felt magic.

Date: 2017-02-02 09:56 am (UTC)
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Manuel smiled back a little. "Are you American?" he asked, guessing based off the guy's accent.

Date: 2017-02-02 10:50 pm (UTC)
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"I won't," Manuel said, then hesitated a moment, then decided to just go ahead and ask. "What were you doing?"

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Date: 2017-02-02 04:53 pm (UTC)
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Dutch had stopped in the street to light up a cigarette, sheltering her lighter from the wind and light drizzle behind a cupped hand. Before she could manage to light up, someone bumped into her side, and she shot an annoyed look at the kid, before she noticed the makeshift pendulum. "What are we dowsing for today?"

She was wearing a heavy winter coat, a woolen hat and some fingerless gloves to fight off the cold, and a messenger bag with her laptop inside. There was nothing remotely magical about her - although she might argue the contrary, just for laughs.

Date: 2017-02-02 06:20 pm (UTC)
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"Stuff," Dutch echoed, and paused to finally light her cigarette, taking a long drag before looking back at the kid. "I'm guessing not water, since we've had running water for a while now. And that's the stick, anyway, not the pendulum, isn't it."

Date: 2017-02-02 06:28 pm (UTC)
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"All right," Dutch told him with an amused smile. "How does it work? I could Bing it, but I've got you right here."

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Date: 2017-02-04 12:07 am (UTC)
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Remus ooofed slightly at the bump, but he barely swayed: he was tall enough and lanky enough to absorb it, as it were. And he was in a fine spirit, too, with the moon waxing towards full.

So he peered down at the younger man, smiled pleasantly, and looked for all the world llike a shabby academic, leather patches on his elbows and all. He'd left work for a spot of lunch, and was on his way back to the Ministry when the minor collision had occurred: Remus opened his mouth to say something polite and banal, but then he saw the silver thread, the quartz, and his eyes narrowed on the pendulum, biting the inside of his cheek as he decided to say something quite different.

"...No, no I rather expect you didn't." Remus gestured at the thing with his finger, which was still swaying in his direction when it really shouldn't have been. "So what's this then? I assure you, I'm not metal." He knew it wasn't a metal detector, but these sorts of primitive, hedge magic weren't supposed to work very well. It was a puzzle.

Date: 2017-02-05 06:30 am (UTC)
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"I'll go join the Arctic Monkeys," Remus murmured under his breath. The band was a sort of melodic post-punk affair, and would have gotten fans thirty years earlier.

Still, he was curious about the pendulum, and hooked a finger under the silver thread to peer closely at the crystal, finally managing to stop its rather disconcerting swaying in his precise direction. There was nothing special about the thread, no runes on the crystal. It looked like it had been cobbled together from a box of darning supplies and a new age sale, but there was a faint zing of something, a tincture of belief that resonated.

"Well," he said, unhooking his finger to let the pendulum drop. His eyes were bright, and very strongly focused on the young man all of a sudden, "it looks like it's found me. So I do wonder what you were looking for. I'd hate to disappoint you."

Date: 2017-02-05 07:28 am (UTC)
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Magic. Remus let out an internal sigh of relief. It wasn't werewolves then: that might be tricky, and then some. Still, he counted the exact number of infractions he'd be accused of if he even hinted about the reality of magic. Strictly speaking, this young man didn't seem to be a Muggle, considering what he was able to construct out of thread and a dud rock, but...he did work at the Ministry, now. He had a job. He was respectable.

"...Well, if you find any magic, I'm sure we'd all be very curious."

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