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arms wrapped around her waist, Aslan stood near the vending machine and listened. Airey Flamsteed was the very same, behaving as if he were opening a lesson and not starting a meeting. It made Aslan almost nostalgic. almost.
as she had in school, Aslan did not waste her time answering a question easily answered, and instead allowed her mind to wander and drift up through the ministry to where Angelo Milano was spending his afternoon. She would check on him during her lunch break, just a peek in to be certain he was doing well enough with the other children.
Jostled back to the present by Major's strange noises and brash talk, Aslan let her eyes sink into his form for just a second longer than necessary -grey. frizzled threads, broken pipes, a silver bike horn- before turning her settling focus on her former Head of House.
__________________ the moon:  feminine, intuitive, inner strength, innocence
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