un: man's greatest treasure (video)

[reparo]

[The talisman starts transmitting almost out of spite, catching a few seconds of Hermione chopping herbs meticulously, in what looks like her room in the teahouse. The few days before departure are very clearly spent preparing supplies for the road, with her cauldrons bubbling happily away.

She brings her herbs over to one cauldron and drops them inside, picking up a spoon to stir, muttering under her breath:] Ten counter clock this time, maybe it will be stronger - no replacement for - [She flinches, her jaw twitching where she grits it.

Somewhere in her head, she is treated to a cacophony of Ke-Waihu's dead, the most recent ones outraged that they were not rescued sooner by all these strangers. You stir your potions and tell us to mind that face paints aren't poisoned, but do you do anything for us? Where were you when the beasts attacked?

A from Hermione in stirring, the sudden flash of anger in her face at having lost track of her counterclock-wise strokes, and to anyone unwise to what's happening, she snaps at thin air:] Will you shut up for ONE MINUTE - all of you --

[She freezes in place, and looks at the talisman, propped onto the worktable next to her.] Shit. [The feed stops.]

[ooc: SOMEONE signed up to absorb some volcano spirits and now SOMEONE can hear the dead and the dead have A LOT to say right now so now SOMEONE might be extremely angry. (Set before sea-travel, after Subaru's post announcing it.)]

Comments

un: Black Prince; text; Private because what the fuck girl

[blackscales]

Hermione. I believe we spoke previously of sleeping draughts.

[ Yes we are coming at this sideways so you cannot just brush him off. ]

Private

[reparo]

Yes? I've been trying to brew some, what do you need?

Private

[blackscales]

I'm curious to compare it to the Dreamless Sleep potions I'm aware of. It was on my mind, and since you are brewing anyway today seems a suitable time. 

un: chengmei | voice

[thesuspense]

Do you need an exorcism~?

[Is there any need to singsong this question?

No.

But he sure singsongs his heart out.]

voice

[reparo]

[What's this irritating fly voice in her ear that needs swatting? Oh, it's The Suspense.]

I'm fine, thank you.

voice

[thesuspense]

Do you always talk to yourself then?

[He hums, as if considering that.]

Is that why you're in a bad mood all the time?

un: absterge

[downswing]

How many?

[reparo]

How many what?

[HO HO HO a challenger of being obscure arises]

[downswing]

Speakers.

[ video ] un: owl lady

[traaaaaash]

So did you come here knowing to brew potions in this world or do you have resources?

[ Yeah we're just gonna ignore all that other stuff. Distraction, always a winner! ]

[ video ]

[reparo]

[Turns the video on with a little more of a smile, because yes - she sees you, Eda. Thanks for the bone.]

I came here knowing how to brew potions, and then figured out how to brew them in this world.

[traaaaaash]

Wanna share with the class? I brew potions at home, but I don't know half the stuff that grows here.

un: anzhi, text; private

[balancedwire]

Are you alright meimei?

text; private

[reparo]

I'm going to be fine.

text; private

[balancedwire]

Don't forget that I did what you did. I am here if you need me.

@taken for granite | private

[rumorate]

[Allison knew she wasn't the only one who absorbed magic, but she wasn't sure if it would effect everyone the same way. Powers in her world had always seemed so random and distinctive of each other. But Hermione isn't the only one who's hearing the whispers of the dead at the moment, and Allison can't help but be concerned.]

You too?

| private

[reparo]

Oh, gods - Allison, you can hear them too?

un: a civil serpent | audio.

[inferus]

( The anger is something Wrath appreciates whenever he sees it. People should be angry. There is plenty to be angry about. )

Telling them to shut up is rarely effective. ( Granted, souls generally are very quiet around him. He frightens them. )

You absorbed the magic of the volcano?

( Allison did, and Wrath already saw the effects it had on her in person - she reeks of death now. He's certain the same can be said of Hermione. )

audio.

[reparo]

[oh no, there's just no way of waving this off anymore, too many people have caught on. damnation.]

I did, yes. It was supposed to help, and - well. It didn't erupt in the end, did it?

un : deft hand of little deaths (voice)

[scrapgege]

You know, if you want the spirits not to bother you, it's better to learn to ignore them.

[Yeah, he didn't even ask what is happening here.]

(voice)

[reparo]

Treat them like one would be told to treat playground bullies?

voice; un: sizhui

[paperbutterflies]

Would you like me to make you some tea?

voice;

[reparo]

[The need for confrontation and deflection and anger sort of...deflates. There are two people in this world that have managed to make her feel self-aware and self-conscious, and the second one is his father.

She's quiet in her reply,]

It's late - probably late for tea.

action;

[somebadnews]

[ Five was listening for a while, first on the network and then from the noise down the hall. Not that he's one to talk about... talking to himself, but that's not what gets his attention.

He appears in her room in a flash and immediately starts to survey her space, like that might tell him everything. It's not uncommon to find her fussing over potions, especially considering the travel preparation, but he picked up on enough of her conversations to have questions. Actually addressing Hermione is secondary. ]

What are you working on now?

action;

[reparo]

[She could've gotten used to this by now but she still jumps when he does that. Almost drops the laddle.]

Do you mind? [Rethorical. He does not mind.] One of these days you'll manifest yourself inside someone's body by mistake, at least announce yourself.

[A little indignated sniff before she goes back to the potionmaking.] I've decided to restock. If we're going to be travelling by sea, I'm sure we'll need healing potions. And sleeping ones.