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middaeg2020-10-22 06:22 pm
galdorleod) wrote in middaeg2020-10-22 06:22 pm
we're moving castle
Who: Howl & you! [open]
When: From Octeuril 16 until Samuin
Where: Aefenglom (Various)
What: Howl is back and he's in a Mood. You may not have realized he was gone at all; what happened and why is he "back"? Perhaps that has something to do with the Mood. At any rate, the Wizard is up to something and conspicuously restless. [Open prompts under the cut!]
Warnings: n/a
1. move on (10/17)
[ Howl spent his first night back in Aefenglom at "home" - the residence he shared with Mikasa, where he'd lived since the other first night he arrived here. But when he laid down to sleep, he could not ignore an overwhelming feeling that he could not stay here any longer, and when he abruptly woke up the next morning, his mind was immediately returned to the same thought.
One hour later, just as the morning sunlight has breached the rooftops, there's a carriage outside on the street. Howl comes in and out with armfuls of boxes, books and wooden chests, slowly filling the back of the carriage. Despite the physical work, he's well-dressed and made-up in his finest cosmetic spells, with hair recolored blond.
Should he see someone he recognizes on the street, he might pause to entertain some small talk. Otherwise, any curious strangers will be called out once he notices them staring. ]
Pardon me! [ after emptying his arms, he beckons. ] I could use a hand - I'll pay you for your trouble.
2. prestidigitation (10/17)
[ As the day reaches noon, the eateries along the border between the shopping district and the entertainment district start to come alive. Howl's moving carriage stops at one particularly busy corner so he can wolf down some street food, but it ends up staying there throughout the lunch hour - attracting a sizeable crowd around it during most of that time. The vendors hardly seem to mind, as the traffic can only boost their sales, but it's surely an annoyance for those simply trying to pass through on their way somewhere!
The slowdown is over what is, essentially, a cheap street performance. The wizard, in an effort to flirt, performed a simple feat for a young woman, and against his expectations, she tossed a coin to him instead of accepting it as a romantic gesture. Instead of being insulted, he started doing magic tricks for anyone willing to watch. Sure, nobody is that impressed - the citizens of Aefenglom are as accustomed to magic in daily life as Howl is - but his showmanship is enough to keep people entertained. Not to mention... some of these "magic" tricks aren't involving magic at all.
Is it demeaning to be performing on the street, accepting pocket change for tricks? Yes. Does Howl care? Nope. ]
3. a voyager, a settler (10/17)
[ By the end of the day, Howl's carriage reaches a small, empty two-story building in the entertainment district, sandwiched tightly between two newer, larger buildings. The bottom floor was once a small store of some kind, although it's unclear whatever used to be sold there. Above it is a one room apartment, intended for use by the shopkeeper. He spends the next several hours unloading his belongings and carrying them into ground floor of the small building. When the final item - a basket of folded tunics - is set down in his new home, the sun has set and the street lights are on.
The rented carriage wheels away. The street outside of the old store is moderately busy, with people wandering here and there to various destinations in the entertainment district. After a few minutes, Howl reappears outside the front door. He takes a seat in the low light of the street lamps and produces a bottle of dark alcohol, the neck decorated with a black ribbon and dried flowers. ]
You - Mirrorbound, yes? [ Howl suddenly says, picking his head up as someone passes by the stoop. He holds up a clean, empty shot glass. ] Care for a drink to help me celebrate? I just moved in.
4. focusing (week of 10/18)
[ One fortnight has lapsed and there have been few outward developments at the old store Howl has taken up residence in. Other than the erection of a cheap wooden sign painted Pendragon, and the installation of blackout curtains in all of the ground floor windows, no other changes have been made to the exterior of the building. Howl has invited nobody inside, and nothing has been hung outside to announce when this "business" has is open for customers or closed for the day.
But, the building has not been entirely quiet. Starting on the night of the 18th, and every night after that, strange noises can be heard coming from the ground floor from people standing on the sidewalk outside. Despite the blackout curtains, periodic flashes of light and glimmering sparkles peek out along the edges of the windows. The chimney emits a continuous stream of smoke that changes in color from black to light blue to purple and back to black.
What exactly is going on in there? Maybe you'd like to knock and ask if he's alright. Maybe you'd like to try to peek inside, or even sneak in through the open window on the second floor. If you know Howl, maybe you'd like to send a message to his watch to check on him. Or maybe you're just a very unlucky sap who happens to be walking by when Howl bursts out of the front door, dashes onto the side walk and suddenly asks if you'll help him with something incredibly important. ]
When: From Octeuril 16 until Samuin
Where: Aefenglom (Various)
What: Howl is back and he's in a Mood. You may not have realized he was gone at all; what happened and why is he "back"? Perhaps that has something to do with the Mood. At any rate, the Wizard is up to something and conspicuously restless. [Open prompts under the cut!]
Warnings: n/a
1. move on (10/17)
[ Howl spent his first night back in Aefenglom at "home" - the residence he shared with Mikasa, where he'd lived since the other first night he arrived here. But when he laid down to sleep, he could not ignore an overwhelming feeling that he could not stay here any longer, and when he abruptly woke up the next morning, his mind was immediately returned to the same thought.
One hour later, just as the morning sunlight has breached the rooftops, there's a carriage outside on the street. Howl comes in and out with armfuls of boxes, books and wooden chests, slowly filling the back of the carriage. Despite the physical work, he's well-dressed and made-up in his finest cosmetic spells, with hair recolored blond.
Should he see someone he recognizes on the street, he might pause to entertain some small talk. Otherwise, any curious strangers will be called out once he notices them staring. ]
Pardon me! [ after emptying his arms, he beckons. ] I could use a hand - I'll pay you for your trouble.
2. prestidigitation (10/17)
[ As the day reaches noon, the eateries along the border between the shopping district and the entertainment district start to come alive. Howl's moving carriage stops at one particularly busy corner so he can wolf down some street food, but it ends up staying there throughout the lunch hour - attracting a sizeable crowd around it during most of that time. The vendors hardly seem to mind, as the traffic can only boost their sales, but it's surely an annoyance for those simply trying to pass through on their way somewhere!
The slowdown is over what is, essentially, a cheap street performance. The wizard, in an effort to flirt, performed a simple feat for a young woman, and against his expectations, she tossed a coin to him instead of accepting it as a romantic gesture. Instead of being insulted, he started doing magic tricks for anyone willing to watch. Sure, nobody is that impressed - the citizens of Aefenglom are as accustomed to magic in daily life as Howl is - but his showmanship is enough to keep people entertained. Not to mention... some of these "magic" tricks aren't involving magic at all.
Is it demeaning to be performing on the street, accepting pocket change for tricks? Yes. Does Howl care? Nope. ]
3. a voyager, a settler (10/17)
[ By the end of the day, Howl's carriage reaches a small, empty two-story building in the entertainment district, sandwiched tightly between two newer, larger buildings. The bottom floor was once a small store of some kind, although it's unclear whatever used to be sold there. Above it is a one room apartment, intended for use by the shopkeeper. He spends the next several hours unloading his belongings and carrying them into ground floor of the small building. When the final item - a basket of folded tunics - is set down in his new home, the sun has set and the street lights are on.
The rented carriage wheels away. The street outside of the old store is moderately busy, with people wandering here and there to various destinations in the entertainment district. After a few minutes, Howl reappears outside the front door. He takes a seat in the low light of the street lamps and produces a bottle of dark alcohol, the neck decorated with a black ribbon and dried flowers. ]
You - Mirrorbound, yes? [ Howl suddenly says, picking his head up as someone passes by the stoop. He holds up a clean, empty shot glass. ] Care for a drink to help me celebrate? I just moved in.
4. focusing (week of 10/18)
[ One fortnight has lapsed and there have been few outward developments at the old store Howl has taken up residence in. Other than the erection of a cheap wooden sign painted Pendragon, and the installation of blackout curtains in all of the ground floor windows, no other changes have been made to the exterior of the building. Howl has invited nobody inside, and nothing has been hung outside to announce when this "business" has is open for customers or closed for the day.
But, the building has not been entirely quiet. Starting on the night of the 18th, and every night after that, strange noises can be heard coming from the ground floor from people standing on the sidewalk outside. Despite the blackout curtains, periodic flashes of light and glimmering sparkles peek out along the edges of the windows. The chimney emits a continuous stream of smoke that changes in color from black to light blue to purple and back to black.
What exactly is going on in there? Maybe you'd like to knock and ask if he's alright. Maybe you'd like to try to peek inside, or even sneak in through the open window on the second floor. If you know Howl, maybe you'd like to send a message to his watch to check on him. Or maybe you're just a very unlucky sap who happens to be walking by when Howl bursts out of the front door, dashes onto the side walk and suddenly asks if you'll help him with something incredibly important. ]
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Very nice! Is that one your personal favourite?
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[ Smiling, Howl tips his head thoughtfully and pulls his hands back, preparing for another trick. The last one involved the production and subsequent disappearance of a coin from nowhere; it's a simple maneuver that relied on misdirection and the use of a duplicate. It could easily be spiced up with some extra real magic. ]
I've known it since I was a very small boy, so perhaps you could say it is. [ He flips the coin into the air, swipes his hand to catch it, and misses. After the coin clatters to the ground, he opens his palm to reveal that it isn't empty at all, but holding a whole fistful of coins. ]
no subject
[He keeps his eyes on Howl's hands, meaning to try to see what Howl's doing- but the miss surprises him, and he whistles at the sight of the fistful of coins.]
That's impressive! A twist of your own, I take it?
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More like the tiniest twirl on a mere folly.
[ not that Howl won't take his compliments, though. He bends down to pick up the coin that dropped to the floor; when he shows it to the stranger, the coins in his palm have disappeared again. ]
...but impressive in its own right, maybe.
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A little thing can go a long way, too. But I'll wager that's hardly all you have up your sleeves, either. You've been practicing these since childhood, you said?
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[ So many questions. This person is so curious, Howl muses, but for what reason? Surely his little tricks can't be the reason why. He taps the coin to his chin a few times before pocketing it in his coat. ]
It seems I've caught your attention in some way. Sir...?
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[Well- it keeps things moving, and it never hurts to learn about the others brought here. Thancred's ears flick for a moment- but then, this sort of thing does happen now and again, doesn't it?]
Thancred. A pleasure to meet you.
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[ He bows his head to him and takes a few steps back so he can lean against the side of his carriage, which is still parked at the side of the street. ]
My efforts to replicate my usual magic have been mixed. Some spells that I'd consider simple have been impossible for me to grasp here. Some of my usual methods will work in one situation, but not in others... it's frustrating.
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I can well imagine. [Losing his own was not a particularly enjoyable experience, here in in his own world.]. Do you believe there to be any pattern to it?