fifty-third labyrinth

[lord_wizard]

[Today Felix is in town, resting on a bench at the edge of an open-air market. Carts full of produce and flowers circle a shady square on the outskirts of the city. It's a nice find, though admittedly not what he'd been looking for. Served him right for going off the beaten path. He always got lost.

The slight headache he'd all weekend had abated this morning, but not with leaving the reminder that since Dextera's departure, he was shy the extra hand he'd gotten used to. Now might be a good time to remedy that.

He opens up the journal, filling it with the ambient sound of chattering voices before he speaks up]

Well, this weekend was certainly an education, wasn't it? One I'm sure a lot of us won't care to repeat.

With that in mind, I have a small job available for any young person in the castle who may be interested. Small things, mostly - light cleaning, pet-sitting, running errands...things of that nature. I prefer not to rely on the ghosts. You'll get an allowance of caisos paid out of my own income. Less wishing for everybody involved.

[Mark]

Are you back, or do I have to send out the search party?

Comments

[exanimatus]

[hanging out? minding your own business? then of course Zelman's going to show up behind him and lean over the back of the bench.]

Yo.

[lord_wizard]

[Felix doesn't even notice Zelman until he speaks - since of course the vampire had to come up on his right side. He startles, closing the journal with a reflexive snap and he turn abruptly to face the source of the voice...]

Powers...Zelman...I didn't see you there...

[exanimatus]

I understand that is a regular symptom of being snuck up on.

[he sliiiiides forward on his arms, lazily draping himself over the back of the bench.]

[lord_wizard]

[He frowns slightly and turns his body just so, in order to keep the vampire safely out of his peripheral vision.]

Not something that happens to you often, is it?

[exanimatus]

No, not really. People are very loud.

[he seems to at least be looking out across the market, which means that his attention is not immediately on Felix.]

Felix

[hard_talker]

I'm back. Came back late Monday night. And yes, I'm in one piece, thanks, Mom.

Mark

[lord_wizard]

You wish, darling.

Where did you go?

Felix, to end

[hard_talker]

Mineas Well. ... I got to meet the lady who runs the place, too.

Mark, to end

[lord_wizard]

Ah. Flora. Intriguing lady. Did you learn anything?

[hard_talker]

A little bit, yeah. Mostly she told me about the tree itself, and how it was there when she got here ... and how she takes care of it, that kinda stuff.

[he was a little too distracted by the fact that he was Actually Walking Around In A Giant Magic Tree, okay, that was a new thing for him]

[withmymind]

It made it different.

[lord_wizard]

I don't think most of were ready for that kind of different.

[withmymind]

You can't be. Don't know it's coming.

[lord_wizard]

I'll be very surprised if there comes a day when the castles chooses to warn us of it's plans ahead of time.

[withmymind]

It won't. It likes surprises.

[walkinthruwalls]

I could help?

[lord_wizard]

Wonderful. Do you have any questions or anything you can and cannot do?

[walkinthruwalls]

Not that I can think of. It sounds like it could be fun.

[lord_wizard]

[...yeah he's not sure about fun, but if she can enjoy it he won't object.]

Well then. You can start as soon as you like. I won't insist on a schedule, other than for the cleaning and laundry. I'll just contact you as I need you for the rest.

[walkinthruwalls]

Okay, and thanks.

[jammin_with_ed]

Edward can help!

[lord_wizard]

[...He's a little dubious] Have you ever done anything like this, Ed?

[jammin_with_ed]

Uh-huh! Edward has pets. And Edward helped Jet take care of his boooooonsai-sais.

[lord_wizard]

His what?

[jammin_with_ed]

Bonsaaaaaai! Little trees!