Jei

*shoves a note deep into his bookbag, bolting out of his common-room chair with his nose in his journal; then slams it shut and races for the stairs to his dorm*

*in a minute or two he'll be bolting down the stairs, muffled up in a sweater and scarf and extra socks, but first he takes the time to scribble down a quick note....*


[[Filtered to Tayuya, hackable by his friends]]

..They put me on the team!

Heh.... HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

I shall be out on the Quidditch pitch. It can't be dark out yet....

[[/private]]

Something in the school is eating everyone's cats...

..or maybe they have just run away. White and Twist are safe. If Nunnerly hides them again I will bite him this time, I really will. Twist needs water to stay alive.....


[[Private]]

He was not that sort of creature. He would not have -- but everyone changes here and the way he

[[/private]]

*accidentally written outside of the private field* smelled in the hall was


..[[Filtered to Vivi]]
Where is Yamino?
[[/filtered]]

..*then remembers Vivi is tiny right now and strikes it out*


[[White is Jei's crab, and Twist is the salamander that Tayuya gave him. He's currently prowling the school searching for Yamino or the missing cats. Also, first strike is hackable to staff if they try (he's really, really not supposed to even joke about biting people, time of the month or not).]]

I hate the hospital wing....


[[Filtered to professors]]

I will not be in class today. The nurse thinks I have a temperature.

[[/filtered]]


Rukia, if you could feed my salamander tonight... just because I'm... not going to be in the dorm....?


*growls quietly to himself, feeling lonely and put upon; listens for Nurse Plum's presence, and then scratches at a large poultice encasing his left arm*


[[It's a minor infection, but disruptive enough to keep him in the Hospital Wing for a few days... much to his annoyance.]]

They were watching so I hid my journal and nobody tried anything. They knew what would happen. This summer has made me stronger.

If there were Death Eaters in the school.... *grits teeth, vowing to pay special attention in Defense this year*


The Runes teacher is a ghost. He had better stay in the front. Ghosts are cold.

*stands in the middle of his dorm, feeling more at home than he has all summer*

Nunnerly, leave my salamander alone or else.

When do classes start?


[[Jei has grown several inches over the summer; he's now about 4'10'', and has outgrown most of his old robes, so they'll be up to just below his knees -- not that he really notices. And Nunnerly is one of Jei's NPC roommates in Ravenclaw House.]]

*accidental voice post* How did they--!?

*stands in the middle of the room he's been sharing with Vivi, holding a sheet of parchment -- and instinctively shies away as the very official-looking owl on the windowsill takes a swipe at him with one claw*

It was the owl I sent... someone was watching.... no, I'm not paying you -- go away!

*a few muffled noises come through the journal -- the owl has taken exception to Jei's ultimatum and swooped at him just as he whipped the top-sheet off his bed to shield himself; scraps of cloth fly everywhere and the letter floats down to the floorboards, its heading printed prominently in lavender ink... Wizarding Child Services: Notice of Default.*


[[The owl I didn't have a chance to post about was for Fiver, carrying a tiny box woven from sea grass and containing a small curly shell. Jei forgot to write a note to accompany it, but he's been tracked down all the same.

My classes start in another week, along with what will likely be a major hiatus for me and my characters, so this is the sound of plot threads quietly being tied up before that time. *eyedart*]]

Everyone is talking about picnics.....


[[Private, 10% hackable to friends]]

The air flows from the coast... the full moon, the running tide, the heavy stink of the people and the sea -- two more days and it's so much easier to concentrate during the day, with -- with....

The moon is whispering to me. He will ride high tonight; I can hear him.

[[/private]]


*closes his journal, listening for a moment to the quiet of the house; then slips out the door, fully intending to be back in time: he would never deliberately endanger the innocent, especially Vivi, but something deep within him is excited and stirred by the gravitational fluxes and the quality of the light on his skin, and the beach is right nearby, with the sun's last light glancing at him from the surface of the waves....*

*limps back to his bunk and throws himself flat on his stomach, burying his face in the thin pillow until most of the other inmates are asleep; then gradually draws his journal out of a slit in his mattress and begins to write with a plain Muggle pen*

If I could use magic here, I would bring heaven's wrath down upon his stinking head. I am not the only one who wants to, but no one else will dare. There is no reason for him -- no reason--

A time will come. A time will come. A time will come.


I think my crab is dead.....

*hides his face in his arms and tries to stop his shoulders from shaking*

How did all of these people get here--? Some of them... are some of them Muggles? They're... what....

*yelps* Don't step on peoples' robes! You don't belong here--!

*listens for a minute*


These people... they came a long way to see their children....

That means they're good, I think.....

*creeps off toward Ravenclaw Tower with very mixed feelings, aware that his parents (who gave him up) and guardians (who couldn't care less) will take no part in this event*

*written in his usual straggly, somewhat ominous handwriting*

Heh heh heh... I found the charm to unstick the pages at last. Blagg, Nunnerly, your hours are numbered.

Somebody told me that ghosts walk through people. None have ever walked through me. Perhaps that means they are smart.


My crab ran away....


[[Filtered to first-years; partially hackable by staff]]

That last Potions assignment is a trick. Each person only got part of the instructions. What we have to do is put all the pieces together and find someone something to test it on. Or look up the effects in the textbook, but how much fun would that be?

[[/filtered]]


[[Stopgap post the third: strikes illegible; Blagg and Nunnerly are Jei's NPC roommates; underline is a strike that got skewed and didn't work; and any other first-years may go ahead and run with the idea!

( OOC continuity note )

]]