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paradisa2014-07-20 02:34 pm
strangewonders) wrote in paradisa2014-07-20 02:34 pm
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01 (33) | In which a wizard is misplaced--again. [Dictated/Action]
[When one found oneself suddenly transported to a magical castle and no explanation, and one is also possessed of enough curiosity to have already swapped worlds completely once before, there's really not much to be done but go exploring, and that was exactly what Howl was doing.
It had taken awhile to finally stumble across the room with his name on the door--both his false one, and, concealed underneath it (more disconcertingly) his real one.
That's a neat trick, and one he's not sure he likes. Opening the door, it's even more disconcerting. Because it's not his bedroom back in the moving castle, by any means, but it is remarkably like that room. His clutter, his way of stacking things, even his bottles and packets and potions all stacked in the bathroom. A bedroom that was clearly his, but was also clearly not his at all.
It's a little worrying, to put it lightly.]
I'm getting the uneasy feeling this place knows far more about is than any empty building should.
[Maybe he'll get a reply. He's not sure how many people have worked out the apparently bespelled books for themselves. For passers by, though, the door is wide open, giving a good view of a dapper wizard looking rather gobsmacked by everything around him.]
It had taken awhile to finally stumble across the room with his name on the door--both his false one, and, concealed underneath it (more disconcertingly) his real one.
That's a neat trick, and one he's not sure he likes. Opening the door, it's even more disconcerting. Because it's not his bedroom back in the moving castle, by any means, but it is remarkably like that room. His clutter, his way of stacking things, even his bottles and packets and potions all stacked in the bathroom. A bedroom that was clearly his, but was also clearly not his at all.
It's a little worrying, to put it lightly.]
I'm getting the uneasy feeling this place knows far more about is than any empty building should.
[Maybe he'll get a reply. He's not sure how many people have worked out the apparently bespelled books for themselves. For passers by, though, the door is wide open, giving a good view of a dapper wizard looking rather gobsmacked by everything around him.]