Malachy was sitting in an empty shop. He knew what he was going to do but his Harmless attempt to read the titles of the books in the school library failed miserably. Malachy hadn't even been able to get information from Morgan, he wanted to kick the Hufflefuff Prefect's arse.
Malachy had magically made an opening just above the door for his bird. Magic kept the air on it's correct places and hr was sure to make the bird door unappealing to other birds, with a bird repelling charm
Speak of the devil the ebony wings and feather flapped though the bird door and found a perch on an old hat rack. Belasko, that the raven, was charmed so he could ignore the bird repelling charm. "So Belasko, you have no idea if she's coming" "NO!" it squawked. The raven had a bigger vocabulary when Malachy was controlling it, but, taking an idea from Ms. O'dell, he was teaching the bird rather than take control all the time.
(momo is expected to post next)
Last Edit: Aug 12, 2009 23:10:49 GMT -5 by Malachy
Post by Morgan Pendragon on Aug 14, 2009 21:50:40 GMT -5
Morgan had decided she needed to talk to Malachy in person. She was tired of being afraid of life. So, as soon as she could, she arranged for herself to be in Drakborough. Of course, she hadn't expected to fall in love with a kneazle kitten along the way, but well, the New Morgan took chances like that. And anyway, Nimue was currently asleep, cradled in Morgan's arms; she wouldn't be a problem. All of her supplies were safely tucked away into Morgan's satchel.
It was creepy; Dovie's old shop, which had once been so bright, beautiful, and lively, was now dark, abandoned, and empty. Morgan missed the seamstress, but supposed that only something of the utmost importance could have dragged her away. Morgan opened the door with trepidation.
"Hello?" she called softly, even the low volume of her voice producing echoes. "Malachy?" She had her wand out, having transferred the drowsing kitten to one arm. She didn't expect trouble, but with the track record of this place, she wouldn't be surprised if Angelus Morti himself was waiting inside.
Malachy was in the back, Beasko had found a perch on the only table in the back room. H had yet eo put a bell on the door so he didn't hear Morgan enter. But how did hear her call his name and he quickly stopped what he was doing, which was leaning finishing a letter to Mr. Windwaltz, and went to the main room from behind the fixed counter.
He Saw the young witch in the middle off the store looking around at how empty the place was. "Morgan," He said drawing her attention, "The place is still a mess but it will be alive with people. You sort of inspired me you know..." Belasko was still in the back room asleep, he had yet to meet the cat, which was probably a good thing. Birds and cats didn't get along well and he didn't need the hassle.
Post by Morgan Pendragon on Aug 14, 2009 22:28:56 GMT -5
When Morgan saw Malachy, she was relieved. She lowered her wand, but still kept it in hand. This place still gave her the willies. She set Nimue down, though. The cream and chocolate striped kitten didn't even wake up. She was really tired, Morgan could tell. Well, she should be, considering how crazy she had been before; climbing all over Morgan the way muggle children climbed on their Jungle Tims. (Although, who Tim was and why he had gone to the jungle, Morgan had no idea.)
Morgan sat down next to her new companion, running her fingers through her silky fur. "This is Nimue. She's the newest addition to my little...family. I haven't even introduced her to Dora and Mon yet." However, her little announcement was cut off by Malachy's. She smiled warmly. "So, this place is really yours then? That's fantastic! But...how could I have inspired you?"
Malachy smiled, "what was it you side to Belasko or should i say, me when you saves those kid from being blinded by the pair of us?" He wasn't about to openly admit she had saved them. "If I remember right you said I should keep the bird out of the library and just ask you things. Now, if role had been reversed and I told you to stay out of the library because your too old? What would you do to me?" he asked eying the cat making sure it didn't wake up and wander back to his sleeping bird.
Post by Morgan Pendragon on Aug 15, 2009 16:14:13 GMT -5
What kind of question was that? Honestly, some people had absolutely no sense. Morgan rolled her eyes dramatically before answering. How very Slytherin of him to assume that others would attack a problem the same way he did. Without thinking. Still, the best corse was to show him what a little common sense could achieve. "Well, here's the thing, Malachy, I wouldn't do anything to you. Mostly because I'd never be in that situation.
"If I was researching something, and was no longer a student at Firefox, the first thing I'd do would be to browse my father's library. Then, if I knew Firefox had the book, but my father didn't I'd ask Headmaster Windwaltz for permission to conduct my research on his campus. As a last resort, supposing he said no, I'd just try to see if I could buy the book I needed. I would never, under any circumstance send Mondleid in to read books for me in broad daylight. For one thing, he's a bird; he can't read. Secondly, even if I was looking through his eyes, eagletross eyes are better suited to hunting prey than reading, anyway.
"If, by some unlikely and probably highly comical series of events, I was forced to sneak Mon in to look at books for me, I'd have done it at night. And most likely I'd refresh the Disillusionment Charm on my Invisibility Cloak and just have Mon help me sneak in so I could read the book myself. If I got caught, I'd just get out of there, without any particular malice felt against those that caught me." Morgan beamed beatifically. Well, okay, she was being smug, and she knew it.
She would hold no grunge against those that wronged her huh, well even if he believed that that was where they differed. "What would you do if there was a shop for books in Drakborough though. I mean not all the kids have private library to go to as you and many still want to look and learn. What about the not so wealthy mud... muggle-borns in your own house? What happens when they graduate? They have to leave and go to the Triangel Tunnel for the nearest library plus half the most interesting books are in the restricted section of the school library, why should any one censor knowledge especial from those that are responsible and can't get permission from a teacher.
Before she had a chance to contnued with another bit of her aristocratic, too-good-to-break-any-rules attitude. he answered his own questions for her. "Well my idea was to put one here in Drakborough. You know a library, with no restriction except for age when it comes to to more restricted book of course. And maybe even a small time book store in case peopl just can't let go of their book or want to collect.
This Morgan will be that new library." With that he whipped out his wand and waved into the air. An shower of sparks flew into the are and fell drawing out the outlines of full bookshelves, and book racks at the end of aisles.
"You say you know of a private collections of book and a book store needs books, could you see if you father is willing to part with his or at least provide me with a sales man so as to get my own? Also as for you're earlier remark if that perfect hasn't got his just dues for turning Belasko into stone I won't stop the bird from seeking its own revenge." Who was wanting Morgan to punishment but having her know that he was justly punished would be just fine. "You see you may not hold a grudge but me, and especially birds like Belasko do."
Post by Phugsius Charadus on Aug 16, 2009 0:53:11 GMT -5
"You're holding a grudge why, Malachy?" Phugsius said in a calm voice as he came striding into the store. With him, a little black panther kitten bounded along trying to keep up.
After Phugsius' last visit to the store he had decided to pay it a visit and see how the store was coming along. Unfortunately he had not expected Morgan Pendragon to be there. His emerald eyes looked her over with a slight hint of disdain. Seraphinus let out a low hiss at the Ravenclaw. However, the kneazle was silenced with a quick glance from his master.
That slight hint of disdain transfered from his eyes to his voice with a quaint bit of sarcasm. "Hello, Miss Pendragon. I see once again your excercising your skill for social tact"
His gaze passed to the glowing furniture, "Well Malachy what's the verdict on this place?"
Post by Morgan Pendragon on Aug 16, 2009 8:46:25 GMT -5
Despite her sanctimonious act, Morgan had no doubt that Malachy knew she was only needling him a bit. After all, it wasn't often Morgan had something to hold over his head. The usually carefully calculating snake had messed one up. Morgan knew that if she had done something similar, Malachy would be making his own snide remarks. It was just how their friendship worked. Actually, Malachy was probably the only person Morgan felt really comfortable being facetious with. Ordinarily, she'd be so petrified of offending someone that she'd have probably commended them for a dumb stunt like that.
Actually, there was one other person Morgan had no problem trading snarky remarks with. Coincidentally, he was a Slytherin too. Also, seemingly by coincidence, he turned up at Malachy's shop too. Phugsius Charadus. What an ass. Seriously, that kid needed to dial his ego down a bit.
Morgan had just been about to agree to ask her father about his books, and donate some of her own collection (and some money too), while negotiating her way into partial ownership of the library, which seemed like a good idea and an excellent investment when Phugsius burst in. Morgan's amber eyes slid from Nimue to rest on Phugsius as she smiled venomously. "And, I see that you are, once again, sticking your abnormally long nose where it isn't wanted. This is a private party, and you weren't invited."
Malachy just gave Phugsius a glare. He was actually getting somewhere with the shop before he burst in. He was Just about so say something when he felt Bleasko's consciousness turn on in his mind. Belasko, Say where you are and let me handle it right now. He sent the image his eyes where taking in to Belasko. He didn't care so mush about the kitten but that black panther was a threat. If things get out of hand I will intervene
"Well Bugsius I was about to get something done but then you walked in. Also if I here you insult Morgan again don't be surprise when your organs wind up outside of your body" He said venomously, Yes he knew Morgan could take care of herself. Malachy knew she was more than capable, but why should she have to.
"Also if you must know belasko my raven was tuned to stone by that stupid Hufflepuff Prefect. If you see him be sure to send my regards, as well as Belasko's."
Last Edit: Aug 16, 2009 11:58:49 GMT -5 by Malachy
Post by Phugsius Charadus on Aug 16, 2009 12:39:25 GMT -5
The mild sarcasm in Phugsius' voic continued, "Those who stick large noses where they don't belong oft gain the most knowledge. I figured a Ravenclaw would understand that more than anyone. You're always cowering behind books and such. And regardless of whether I was invited or not, I felt it was my prefectly duty to see how some of my ex-housemates are doing".
A sly grin made it's way onto The Slytherins face and a tint of amusement played in his eyes, "Bugsius? Clever, for a four year old maybe..." Phugsius drew his wand and held it at the ready now when Malachy mentioned organs. He spoke in a composed tone which left no second guessing that he wasn't afraid. "Was that a threat Malachy? I don't think you want to mess with me" He let out a whistle and Seraphinus slid into a safe hiding spot under a bench outside where he could blend into the shadows, "You see i've got a very, very hot temper" He snapped his fingers and a couple sparks flew into the air and quickly dissipated. "You've got to learn some customer service Malachy, or else you'll never sell anything"
"Customer service?" Malachy grinned, "Well, a shop owner I have to able to detect liars and thieves or therewill be notrhing to sell and no one wants to come to a place where they are gonna have wand pointed at them and insults thrown at them." Malchy said smoothly and unafraid. If Puug had bee paying attention he would notice that he was missing the silver ring that was normally wrapped around his left ring finger.
Malachy had yet to move for is wand because Sning was already curled up behind Phug. He began to grow to his full length, 5 feet, and hissed a loud metallic hiss. Now, put your wand away while on my property, or you better hope you tongue is faster that a snakes bite." no human magical or otherwise was faster than Sning when he was striking.
Also, Make no mistake You became prefect for the year that I wouldn't be attending school so technically I'm not a former student of yours. you have no business here we're not opened yet and you where never invited.
Last Edit: Aug 16, 2009 13:15:58 GMT -5 by Malachy
Post by Morgan Pendragon on Aug 19, 2009 19:13:11 GMT -5
Dear Lord. There was so much testosterone in the air, Morgan was practically choking on it. She had remained seated during the entire exchange, and she remained sitting now. She sighed, an exasperated sound. "Now, now, boys. Play nice." Her tone was bored, and contained not so much a note of sarcasm as a symphony. "We wouldn't want to do anything we'd regret. Now, Phugsius, why don't you take your party tricks somewhere else, huh? And Mal, is Sning really necessary here? I don't think so. Why don't you just let the nice boy go?"
Wow, it was like she was channeling Gwyn. Maybe they were related after all. Heh, next thing you know, Gwyn was going to have manners or something. "Run along now, Phugsy, the adults are trying to talk." She shooed him dismissively with a wave of her hand. She'd really like to talk business with Malachy, but unfortunately, she didn't think Phugsius was going to leave.
Post by Phugsius Charadus on Aug 19, 2009 19:38:56 GMT -5
Phugsius heard the snake hiss behind him and Phugsius knew exactly what was going to hapen next.
APPARENTLY Sning and Malachy's attention had been so grasped by Phugsius that they didn't notice the jet black-panther kitten flying through the air letting out a heroic kitten mew. He ended up landing right on Sning covering his eyes and hanging on for dear life.
Once Phugsius heard the kitten screech he immediately turned around his wand drawn and pointed at the blinded sning.
"Wingardium Leviosa" The snake lifted off the ground and the kitten jumped off of the floating snake and darted to his safe place again.
Phugsius flicked sning over to Malachy a poisonous tone in his voice. "If this is how you're going to treat customer I will have no part in helping you with your store" The Slytherins face clearly showed contempt for the other occupants of this room. "Just be glad I didn't melt your silly ring and turn it into a silver statue of the cheshire cat". His emerald eyes burned with a deep inferno. "I won't be so kind hearted next time" Phugsius blatantly ignored the silly Ravenclaws insults and began striding for the door. "And Miss Pendragon" He stopped to look back at her. "Don't do anything I wouldn't do" With that he was out the door Seraphinus walking along side him.
(ooc: just so you know Sning would have wrapped around the kitten meaning if you threw him you threw the cat but I'll let it slide once.)
"Accio Sning." The snake flew strait into his hand shrank and wrapped around his finger. Malachy glared at the prefect as he left he didn't and wouldn't be allowed to treat that boy the way he did today once the shop was opened. In that Phugsius was right but the boys help was unneeded and unwanted. If he wanted to help then insulting the one your going to help was a bad move. Morgan would be all the help he needed if that was what she was intending.
He turned back to Morgan, "Sorry about the Morgan. Believe me once this shop is ful and opening I won't be near as... violent. So, what was it you where about to say before we where so rudely interrupted?" He asked curiously.
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