un: man's greatest treasure (video)

[reparo]

[-- a scramble of images: sky, trees, rooftops. And noise: flapping of wings, birds cawing, and in the distance, for those who recognise her voice, Hermione Granger yelling-]

Give that back! I don't want to hurt y - ow, you little - Accio communicator.

[Whatever projects image with the communication talismans/crystals/what-have-you goes decidedly zoooom as it gets yanked, bird holding it in its beak and all, back into Hermione's outstretched hand. She wrestles it out of the beak, and sends the mad bird flying with a shielding spell, on camera.

Then finally, harried and disheveled, her face appears in the video in full glory: the scratches at the edge of her face, and neck, and the mad look. It melts into concern, when she notices the device is transmitting.]

Oh - balls. [A sigh.] There's something wrong with the birds. They've been attacking all morning - and no, these aren't mine. I've seen farmers try to chase them from the crops, so everyone please be aware.

[ooc; LET'S GO PLOT, LET'S GO.]

Comments

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Artifici - that's incredible! [Sure shows on her face that she's impressed.] You're the first I've ever met - I think.

Anyway - I hope that helped with the birds. You're a bit scratched up.

[unpurposed]

You are the first person I have met capable of magic, so I am equally excited to meet you.


Ah- Yes. Thank you. I am not sure how long they will keep away, but I will endeavour not to stand so close to fields.

Ah - could you please point out the damage to me?

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[He is delighted - artificial intelligence is one thing, but perhaps this goes beyond smarts? Empathy? Sympathy? Emotions? Gods, he's quite remarkable and she should not get distracted by that.

But he's cool.]

Oh, yes - of course. Here and here. [She points to near the screen, the shoulders. Not touching, though, just pointing.] Do you have assigned quarters here, from...[whispered:] the Merchant?

[unpurposed]

[ He raises his hand and delicately touches where she indicated in a strangely human-like gesture, though he is expressionless. He seems to be considering silently before she lowers her voice and asks her question, and then he tilts his head curiously and leans down a little as if to hear her better. ]

Ah - do you mean my designated Family Unit? Yes. Though why are you whispering?

[reparo]

We're not really meant to advertise we're from other places, are we? I'm also not entirely sure that affiliation with the Merchant is a good thing around here...

So that would be why.

[unpurposed]

[ Cato tilts his head to the other side and then straightens up. ]

I see. I will endeavour to be cautious. However, it is impossible for me to pretend I am native to this area. Even if I were able to lie...

[ He gestures to all of himself. ]

I would be given away rather quickly. As far as I can tell, there are none of my kind in this place at all. I have been told my visage is very frightening to the locals.