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[14 Apr 2011|12:54am] |
Speeding down the street as was his routine, Roger pedaled as if his life depended on it. Funny, how that was the last thing his life would depend on. More to the point, his life was very soon going to be at the mercy of a werewolf and the auror sent to hunt it down. Roger knew nothing of that world and the freight train of disaster barreling toward him on that unusually crisp Spring evening. The sky was cloudless and the moon hung full.
What he knew was that he had a package to deliver on St. John street. A very urgent package, according to his boss. Roger never asked questions about what he was carrying. Being a bicycle messenger, he was used to being told to hurry up, but Mr. Wallington had been especially anxious about this particular parcel, so there Roger was, pedaling rapidly down a twisty street, cutting through a back alley as a shortcut. That was his ultimate downfall. If he'd stayed on the main road his life would have carried on normally. The main road was safe while the alley contained a lurking dark creature.
When he realized that this particular alley was a dead end, Roger cursed under his breath and turned his bike around to head back out as he lamented how much time that wrong turn had probably cost him.
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[14 Apr 2011|03:59am] |
Before, Jordy had never been so nervous about being around Professor Monroe. Of course, he'd had a crush - but Archemedes hadn't know about it. Now he knew about it. That put an entirely new level of nervousness into the boy's system, and he was more than sure that he'd get word from Archemedes that they couldn't study during spring break. But word never came, and instead Jordy kept his dinner date promise the next day, despite the fact that he was nervous. This time, however, he brought some papers he'd been working on - working together some defensive spells on his own for his final project for Archemedes class. He figured it would give them something relevant to speak of during dinner, and Archemdes would be keeping his promise of helping him study.
As they sat down, this time in the dining hall of the school, Jordy offered a warm smile as he slid the paper over to Archemedes. He was anxious to see what the man thought of his hard work. Two spells were nearly perfect. Aquatis was meant to encase an oppenent with water, and Entundo was to confuse them with a hallucination from their past. The one that needed the most work was Chimura, which was meant to cause a delirious fever - but something that physical, inside of the body, was hard for Jordy to get a grasp on.
"Thank you again for this," he said sincerely as he lifted his burger up to take a bite of it. It was still hot, like it was fresh from the grill though it had been sitting out for at least thirty minutes, and Jordy had to smile. He loved magic.
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