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Thirty-Fourth Hex [Voice/Action]

[Draco Malfoy was starting to go a bit stir-crazy. After four straight days of snow, then cold, then more snow, and more cold, he had realized that staying in the confines of House 25 wasn't doing him any good. Hence today he's decided to head to the Battle Dome and test his programming skills. He's gotten pretty good at it, he likes to think.

When his journal clicks on, anyone viewing it will get a good glance of the front of a large manor.]

So...you really can recreate anything, can't you. [He's going to go ahead and walk down the path toward the front door of the house, and as he enters into the front hall he's going to continue talking to the village at large. This may just be a test to see if he can continue communication inside a simulation.]

How are the rest of you coping with the snow we've received over the last few days? I'd like a few back-up plans in case this doesn't serve to satisfy. At least when it was warm I could fly a bit, but this is starting to get ridiculous.

[And he's going to turn down the halls, wandering through the maze that is the manor with the ease of someone so familiar with the area. There are the sounds of other footsteps behind him, but if he hears them he doesn't seem to care.]

What's next, anyway? They've left us alone for a while...may as well start to prepare for something big to come. What are the chances they've grown bored with us? New Feathers. You might be the next targets. You ought to have a fair warning.

[His attention's drawn away from the journal then as the footsteps stop, and he finds himself facing a masked figure.] I was wondering when you'd turn up. [And he's withdrawing his wand, closing the journal. Though the picture's no longer available, the last thing heard is the sound of a spell firing off and ricocheting around the room.

[Though he'll stay in the chamber for the full allotted hour, he will be taking a break between enemies appearing and after his hour's up to answer anyone who's contacted him via journals. People are also free to find him in the main lobby of the Battle Dome as well after his simulation's over.]

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Thank you Draco-san, you've been quite helpful. [Totally going to try this on the broom down the hall at some time or another... Or right now! Leaving the apartment and closing the door as quietly as she can as she heads off to the kitchen.]

That's right, and Christmas is one of the most wonderful times of the year! [SPEAKING OF WHICH--] Fuuko received a real live starfish for Christmas! What did you get?

[Good luck, Fuuko. If that broom doesn't have a flying charm on it, it's going no where.]

A few things, nothing too spectacular. [Which is a lie, seeing how he enjoyed his presents. Yes, even Grune's drawing.] What do you mean you received a real starfish? Where the hell did someone find a starfish?

[Perhaps some conveniently decided to charm the broom prior to their conversation! Who knows. Only time will tell.]

Even slightly weird guys deserve good Christmases then. But Fuuko means what Fuuko said, a real living, breathing, moving starfish! It's more than likely came from the beach, seeing as there aren't many other places starfish might live.

[If Fuuko believes hard enough...]

And you've managed to actually keep it alive?

[What if she clicks her heels together and wishes really hard?]

That's right. After all, if Fuuko couldn't properly keep the starfish happy and alive then Fuuko would have returned it to the ocean. [A dead starfish would be baaad you see.] Though salt water tanks are much harder to maintain then Fuuko first thought.

[Three times otherwise it won't work :(]

[All right, that's fair enough.] I'm impressed that you've decided to take on such a responsibility.

[Why three times anyway? Magic is silly.]

Fuuko has always been a very responsible person, even Fuuko's neighbours agree that Fuuko is by far the most responsible person they know. But if Fuuko can impress by being even more responsible then that's definitely a good thing.

[...Quietly, said away from the journal.] Up! ...Up! [Seems as though she found a broom. A very uncharmed broom, the least magical of all brooms.]

It's usually just the fact that people who are obsessed with things generally aren't responsible in my world. It's just fact.

[...]

Up!! This isn't working, is-- [In her attempts to make the broom listen to her the broom ends up clattering to the ground. Whoops. Stupid broom.] Fuuko didn't mean for that to happen!

[BUT AHEM. ANYWAY.]

It must be nice to have been brought to a world where most people have a good sense of responsibility about them then. [Pay attention to the conversation and not the sounds of Fuuko trying to get the broom to stand back up. This was a bad idea.]

Well I didn't quite say that either. There are plenty of irresponsible people from my world. [Himself included.]

[Nope, not ignoring that.] ...Fuuko what are you doing. [Surrounded. By. Idiots.]

What?! You weren't meant to be paying attention to what Fuuko was doing! Please go back to talking about the irresponsible people from your world for just a moment!

[Okay, it's not falling over anymore. There's probably a broom in the kitchen on the next floor down. And the next. Let's see, there are eight floors...]

By the way Draco-san, out of eight brooms what is the chance of one of them being enchanted?

[...oh dear Merlin. Fuuko. Don't make him ~~have to feel sorry for you and feel gratitude toward you for taking care of Nagisa and enchant you a broom~~ beat his head into a wall.]

If those eight brooms don't have flying charms on them, I'd say the chances are, well, zero to none.

Well then, Fuuko will just have to check each broom here and find if there really are none!

[Come on journal, lets go check the broom on the next floor up! One of them has to be enchanted. Maybe.

Okay no. But she can dream. Or something. Anyway back to ~~unintentionally guilting Draco into enchanting her a broom~~ finding another broom!]

...Fuuko you can't be serious. Do you realize what you're doing?

Looking for a magical broom that will allow Fuuko to fly? [...] If Fuuko said something like that back home then Fuuko would sound crazy!

Well I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but you sound crazy even now.

But Fuuko isn't crazy at all!! This is very horrible! ...Though if Fuuko needs to sound crazy to find a magical broom then Fuuko will be crazy for just this moment!

Fuuko. Listen to me very carefully. The chances of you finding a magical broom that doesn't belong to a magic user are non-existent.

Is that because all the weird guys already snatched up all the magical brooms that don't belong to magical people? [Yeah, that's probably it.] Seems Fuuko won't be finding one in the near future then. Never mind. What were you saying about irresponsible people Draco-san?

[Sigh. A flying broom would have been sort of cool. She could have taken a starfish on a flying broom with her. Literal flying starfish.]

[Grumblegrumble. No not all of the weird guys snatched up the brooms.] All I'm saying is that most of the people in my world are irresponsible in one way or another.

Does that mean you're irresponsible as well, or aren't you included in the 'most people in your world' part?

[Sigh x2. Alas magic broom, it was not meant to be.]

...what do you think?

Fuuko thinks you probably don't see yourself included there when in actual fact you have your own irresponsible moments too, Draco-san... Is Fuuko right?

Not quite. [He's actually very aware of his irresponsibility lately. A few years ago though, yes, Fuuko would be right.] We're not in my world though, so why discuss it?

Not quite? So Fuuko wasn't right on the money then. [Dang.]

You were the one who brought up the irresponsibility of people from your world in the first place, Fuuko was just rolling with it.

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