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sweetpinkpixie · 03-12-2016, 02:48 PM

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Originally Posted by nicole black

She could practically taste the lake water on her tongue. The murky greenish taste was heavy on the air and Nana would have bet her life she was now somewhere beneath the black lake... A thought that in no way, shape or form comforted the brunette witch. Despite her anxiety (not fear, Nana Ichihara was too resilient and strong to be afraid), she held herself with composure, with dignity. Basilisk, Agromantula, Sphinx, come what may, Nana would face it with her usual cool grace.

The Chamber. She knew what it was now, the Famed Chamber of Secrets. Rumors of it having reopened a few years prior had spread through the academic world but Nana had listened to them all with skepticism. Only a true heir was supposed to have been able to open this place, not silly students with too much time on their hands or, in her own case, absentminded professors.... And yet here she was...

Were she not currently preparing for an attack she might have taken the time out to appreciate this living testament to magical history, but appreciation would have to wait. The thing (for lack of a better word) was drawing nearer. It was- was that- whispering? whistling? hissing? Nana couldn't make out the noise clearly. Nor did she want to. There was time to identify the creature after she had subdued it. Flourishing her wand high into the air, Nana pointed it in the direction of the shadowy figure coming ever closer. She nonverbally cast a stunning spell, followed quickly by a spell that would transform the creature to a ferret. Nana held her breath, watching as the violent jets of green and blue light shot from her wand, illuminating everything in their path as they sped toward....

AIREY FLAMSTEED.

"Airey- Watch out-" she shouted, hoping desperately that the man would be aware enough to duck.

The thing about these little away missions of one Airey Flamsteed was that he transported himself into the far reaches of his imagination. It was a rare sight, except to those closest to him, to see the astronomer in his unnaturally natural habitat of his mind. It projected itself so vividly onto the reality before him that any addition would seamlessly blend into his vision.

Sort of like that jolt of light that came shooting out of no where at him.

Figuring that it was just that, his subconscious making the story play out more vividly, he made no real effort to avoid it. After all, what harm could...

SWEET SOLSTICE

...that was not....

And then suddenly he was...shrinking? What? Eyes widening, he somehow lost his grip on both Pebbles and Spock - both toppling to the ground with dull thuds against the damp stone floor - and the next thing the man knew was that he was on all fours and he could smell EVERYTHING.

He had heard the voice - and it had been vaguely familiar - but it has merely been but a whisper on the winds of pretend. But now he could HEAR things...hear AND smell things...

Sniffing the air, the astronomer turned towards the source of the sweet smelling aroma. Nana? Had been what he had WANTED to say...but instead it came out entirely in ferret talk.

.........................

This was just NOT his term.

03-12-2016, 02:48 PM	#6 (permalink)
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