wit beyond measure is

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WHO: Hermione Granger & you
WHEN: The Drought / Ke-Waicai plot
WHERE: Multiple places!
WHAT: Multiple threads
WARNINGS: TBD


NOTE: this log is open for all to interract with, whether we have plans or not. Each starter is open to one character unless specified otherwise; I'd ask to please respect this so I don't bite off more than I can chew lose track of continuity.

If the starters below don't fit, PM/plurk/discord me and we can whip up some wildcard!

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[She shakes her head at that, very adamant to say:] Nobody's sacrificing anyone. [She hasn't figured out quiet to fix that yet, but give her time.

First, because her mother raised a polite girl, she holds her hand out to shake his. Introductions, it's been a while.] Hermione Granger. I've been with the travelling group for a while now.

[So you can ask questions.]

[incantates]

[ He wishes he had her confidence about the no-sacrifices part, but he's also determined not to let the same happen. ]

A pleasure to meet you, and I have perhaps far too many questions than you have time to answer. But let's start with the main one– [ He's making sure to keep a low voice for this. ] Do we know what's in the House of Ravens? I'm a little unclear on the point of this mission?

[ And his orientation might have been a little compromised given the drought and all the preceding talk about ancestral curses. ]

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[Oh, but she loves answering questions - maybe he'll ask them anyway. And when he does, she doesn't bother hiding a smile.]

We suspect it's the way to stop the draughts, and discourage people from sacrificing humans to a volcano. Alternatively, either a way home or a way further along.

[incantates]

So basically, comply or be trapped here forever being eaten away by a curse. Fun.

[ The sad part is he knows exactly what he did to deserve this. He just wishes his sentence didn't tear him away from his loved ones a second time. ]

Next question, say we get these three keys, do we know what's on the other side of the door?

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You can rid yourself of the curse. [She's not unkindly dismissive of this, it's just facts. She dismissed hers.] It will take some care and effort, and unfortunately nothing short of some sort of atonement will do, but it does go away.

Unfortunately, for whatever is on the other side of the door... [A little sigh.] It's the not knowing that's lead us down this path to begin with. Maybe being in Ke-Waicai will finally inform us how to get through, and then we can find out.

[incantates]

I think we probably should have figured out that answer long before planning to infiltrate it. Otherwise, we could be risking our lives for an empty room or a janitor's closet.

[ If he could teleport inside, that would make this whole venture a lot easier, but he can't simply go into places he's never been before. The spell has its clear limits. ]

How long have you been here anyway? I assume long enough to have cleansed your own curse, but in Earth-days or in whatever-is-your-planet-days?

[ At least she'd given him verbal confirmation that all his good deeds won't be for naught. ]

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Oh, yes - it's Earth. [She grins at that, mostly because it's always nice to bump into people for whom Earth exists and is Earth, as she hopefully knows it. This must be what Lily had felt like, to run into her in the tunnels, after such a long time on her own. Kinship and a desperate need to compare notes and see how their realities matched.]

To answer your question, though, it's been...ah, maybe over half a year now? I've counted the days, I think nearly close to eight months. [She pulls a little face.] We haven't been in Ke-Waihu for all that long, but the curse was starting to be painful so. Desperate times call for [badges and W.A.P.] desperate measures.

[incantates]

[ On one hand, he too is glad to meet someone else from Earth. On the other hand, eight fucking months.

Pardon his mental French, but that's a lot longer than he'd been planning on staying. It's actually a rain drop of time, considering the length of his lifespan, but not so much for the mortals waiting back home for him. Definitely not for Alec... –on top of the fact that they'd already been separated for months from one another due to his own impromptu trip to Edom.

He frowns a little deeply. ]

Have you returned to Earth at all in those eight months? Or has it been eight straight months of dimensional hopping and all– [ He gestures vaguely to the robed figures around them. ] these fun little adventures?