Post by Phugsius Charadus on Jul 9, 2009 10:27:09 GMT -5
Phugsius didn't bother asking why there was a puddle of water, he didn't care. He was tired and breathing heavy and he was too worried about what that prefect was going to say.
Once the boy responded with "Lead the way" Phugsius took off at a sprint again. He couldn't believe he was running AGAIN, but he had to quickly get down to the dungeons before everyone came running. His lungs hated him now. All that Phugsius hoped was that The prefect was keeping up.
Once Phugsius had reached an isolated part of the dungeon where he figured no one would walk by he turned around to catch his breath and make sure the prefect didn't get lost.
He had stopped at a dead end so that no one would be able to walk by with out him seeing them. He didn't want to risk a back attack in case anyone did decide to come wandering this way.
Amused at Felix's antics, she stared at the puddle. Of course, writing regular letters was too normal for the Gryffindor. She understood it all the same, and slunk back until they had started walking. Curiousity writhing through the lycan's mind, she back-shifted. Tanned skin turned to stone-grey fur, and her hair melted into her body, forming a russet mane. Her eyes, more silver than green, were shadowed with the night.
Once sure they were well ahead, the wolf started towards the dungeons, keeping yards behind. Even if this boy, Phugsius, turned, he wouldn't see her. She was nearly invisible, her mottled fur almost the same color as the dungeons wall. The scent became strongest at a dead end in the dungeons, and snuffling quietly, Willow sat down just around the corner of the hall. Being a wolf, she'd hear anything they said.
Perfect. Glad Felix had warned her not to blow cover, she waited, settling down on her belly with her head rested on crossed paws. They were slightly wet, as she had kicked the puddle a bit to make sure nobody else would read it. Then again, Felix wasn't very good at sign language, and it wasn't that easy to read anyway. Hand signs drawn in water were hard to read.
Deathly still and quiet, she listened, and waited. This had better be worth it, she thought.
Post by Felix I. Genero on Jul 9, 2009 11:29:54 GMT -5
Phugsius sprinted off and for a second the fifteen-year-old Gryffindor Prefect was almost convinced that the Slytherin was making a run for it, yet still, Felix decided to trust him, just this once. He was using him to get information that was not for his ears. Pragmatism worked here right? He was achieving a higher purpose, right?
Following Phugsius, Felix only hoped that Willow was slightly following him. Glancing behind his shoulder a couple times, he couldn’t see a thing. His friend had great mastered the art of ‘Haha!-You-Can’t-See-Me’ to a refined level. If Firefox University every played a massive game of hid and seek, Felix was sure to pick Willow for his team.
Finally reaching a dead end, Felix pauses to catch his breath. Phugsius had finally stopped. He didn’t know if Willow was there, but he would tell her anything she missed later.
“So.” Voice stern as ever. “Start talking.” Silently, Felix was dying with anticipation for the answer. If Phugsius talked, they could definitely help each other in the future.
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Post by Phugsius Charadus on Jul 9, 2009 11:58:18 GMT -5
"As long as you tell everyone that the werewolf elementalist started the fire and tell them nothing of me I'll even sing dixie." His british accent echoed through out the dungeon. "Hold on a second" Phugs pulled out his wand and put it to his throat. "Quietus"
"So here's what I got from the three creatures I listened to" His voice no longer echoed through out the cavern. "Apparently there is some plot to find someone close to this Vampire named Romulus. The big bloke who came after me said that the thing that would do this was good at not being seen.
The big gentleman was also looking for some way to have plants give him reports on whatever happened in the area."
Phugs took a moment to dig into his memory by tapping his chin with his index finger.
" And I heard mention that they wanted the books Headmaster Windwaltz has. errrr... Zodiac books or some rubbish. He wanted to create a new dimension or something ridiculous like that"
The Slytherin took a moment to listen for sounds coming down the hall way for a moment.... When he heard nothing he continued.
"I recall more about plotting to end Romulus..... and apparently that fire elementalist owed some sorta debt to this large bloke"
Phugs paused and scanned his brain again for anything else he might have forgotten. He thought he got all of it but anything that he'd forgotten was probably lost in his brain.
"That's all I have. I hope you keep your end of the bargain prefect" he threatened "If you don't you'll find life extraordinarily painful"
He put his wand up to his throat again "Sonorus"
He gave the prefect a wink and walked down the hall. "Thank God I can sleep now" he thought to himself as he almost tripped over a stray dog.
"A dog in the dungeon?" His voice carried an echo again.
"huh.... Wierd" Phugs didn't care he just wanted to sleep
"Scram fido before you end up on a menu in a chinese restaurant"
And with that he walked down the hall to his common room and disappeared through the door.
Snarling at him as he almost fell over her, Willow got up and walked to the spot where Felix was still standing. His little spell had been annoying, she'd barely heard anything the kid had said to her friend. Looking irritable, the wolf stepped up to Felix, and shifted.
"Didn't catch alot of that," she said shortly. "But I did hear Romulus's name. Alot. What's going on Felix?"
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