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[fuzzbeat]

Who: Harriet and y o u
What: Getting settled in
Where: The dorms, the temple, and the time-honored wildcard
When: First week or so of December
Warnings: Blanket warning for The Magicians in general. Will edit if anything comes up.


1) she had only three ingredients. somehow, she made it work. one woman's quest for a hearty meal

[ College style dining is her life now, huh. What Harriet wouldn't give for a bottle of Worcestershire sauce right now, or some ground spices. Bland food is cruel and unusual punishment.

But here she is, heating up beef stock, canned mushrooms, and red kidney beans in a bid to cook something vaguely tasty. She could go out and buy food, but the monthly stipend isn't enough to sustain a diet that consists of eating out every day. Pragmatism it is.

The pot of soup is big. Maybe she'll share if you ask. Or maybe you have food of your own and are willing to make this an impromptu potluck. ]


2) this easy trick will change your life!

[ At least her magic works here. That one year without was an experience she does not care to repeat, especially not in a strange new place.

Harriet makes a few quick tuts and ends up with a rectangle formed by her thumbs and forefingers. It's through that frame that she looks at the temple, the sphinxes, the ground — everything in the temple's immediate surroundings.

Does it look weird to a non-magician? Yes. Does she care? Nah. But she'll chat about it with anyone who asks, provided they're not The Man or The Man's People. ]


3) wildcard

[ Talk to Harriet in town or wherever seems fun! Hmu at punnyinpink @ plurk if you wanna plot anything out. ]

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[blitzcheer]

...Can they see that on the other side?

[ He knows magic, but bumping into this just casually? Still strange and bizarre, and not a sight Tidus was suspecting to see, his brow raised even when or if the woman might look at him. Not out of wariness, but absolutely surprise.

Uh. ]

3 » A Wild Top-Level appears!

[morethanatrickster]

[For many reasons, Loki could often be found at the library, typically perusing the astronomy shelves, but this afternoon he would be stumbled upon near the books on magic, particularly of the Earth variety. Magic didn't have such schools to his knowledge and he was finding the segregation fascinating. In fact, he pulls a particularly intriguing tome, Advanced Thermodynamic Incantations, from a shelf with unmasked interest.]

(OOC: I'm sorry for how long this has taken! Let me know if you'd like me to change or add anything!)

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[whosthemonsternow]

[South doesn't set out today to follow the smell of food, but, once she catches an almost familiar scent, she can't help it. Hello, she doesn't speak up just yet, just walks uncomfortably close and sniffs hard for a second or three, giving a soft hum as she finally does speak]

What're we eating?

[Wait for a proper invite? Oh please. She's pretty sure it's implied by the scent wafting out for all to smell]

a library wildcard at last

[scathefires]

[jason is, for the most part, a capable adult man, but he isn't free of the occasional dumb mistake. like taking an entire stack of children's books in both arms to carry for reshelving, except the stack is so high he can't see over it and thus relies on memory and the occasional sideways glance around the stack to navigate his way around the floor.

too bad someone's placed a chair right smack in the middle of his current path, and jason has no idea. when he collides with the errant piece of furniture, the stack of books predictably goes flying in all directions, and jason himself is left crumpled across the chair, mentally cursing his idiocy.]

... Ow.