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KATE BISHOP
KATE BISHOP
This message is to inform you on behalf of the medical team that we will be making records of your recent injuries and only these records specifically available to Security for the purposes of investigation into mural tampering. You will be informed again by myself if your records are accessed at any point in any investigations, and if you have any concerns about your information and its availability, I maintain regular office hours where I will be happy to discuss the matter in further detail.
Your recovery and comfort are a priority to our team.
- Dr M. Gallo
Your recovery and comfort are a priority to our team.
- Dr M. Gallo
[O Christmas Tree has not yet reached its conclusion, and Sirius holds up one finger to warn Kate: wait just a moment. He gives the water a stir with the tip of his wand, how love-ly are your bran-ches, ritardando and long sustained final note--
And then he looks up at her, with a grin.]
Nah. This just makes it easier. Everything is so bloody same-y in space, even rooms. Look at this one, it probably looks exactly like yours, if you took everything out of yours. [Not that her room is messy. He actually has no idea; this is a guess.] I'd extend the walls if I could, but I think that might actually cock up the ship even more.
Anyways. Just snow, or should we try for some ice as well?
And then he looks up at her, with a grin.]
Nah. This just makes it easier. Everything is so bloody same-y in space, even rooms. Look at this one, it probably looks exactly like yours, if you took everything out of yours. [Not that her room is messy. He actually has no idea; this is a guess.] I'd extend the walls if I could, but I think that might actually cock up the ship even more.
Anyways. Just snow, or should we try for some ice as well?
[ Kate laughs as he shushes her to finish up. She'd join him but harmony is beyond her whistling skills, so she just waits and grins. And her room is very neat, thanks!! ]
Both, definitely both. Why not? It's space Christmas, after all.
[ Extending the walls has her glancing around at them, nose wrinkling before she nods. ] Yeah, that'd be nice. Or if we could at least paint them something other than awful mural colors. [ Not that she really wants to take quite that much ownership of this space, even if she's probably spent more time here than her actual apartment at this point. ] Is that like the thing with Shepard's bottomless bag? You make a space hold more than it looks like it should from the outside?
Both, definitely both. Why not? It's space Christmas, after all.
[ Extending the walls has her glancing around at them, nose wrinkling before she nods. ] Yeah, that'd be nice. Or if we could at least paint them something other than awful mural colors. [ Not that she really wants to take quite that much ownership of this space, even if she's probably spent more time here than her actual apartment at this point. ] Is that like the thing with Shepard's bottomless bag? You make a space hold more than it looks like it should from the outside?
Both. I like the way you think, miss.
[He taps his wand against the side of the basin, almost thoughtfully--but then, when he sticks the tip of it in and gives the water inside a swirl, a tendril of water curls over the side in a distinctly not-watery way--too solid, in the way that it flows over, and onto the floor, smooth and glassy.
Sirius, meanwhile, also gives the room a glance. Bottomless bags, very nice. One guess as to where those came from. His mouth thins a little. Snivellus will not stand in the way of Space Christmas.]
Yeah, more or less, with some modifications. The bags have to be undetectable extension charms--you could use those for rooms, but it would get a bit weird, especially if the charm were to collapse on you.
[The puddle on the floor is distinctly silvery now, and Sirius leans over to give it a tap with his wand. With a sizzling crackle, a tendril of ice spreads across the surface, like the veins of a leaf.]
[He taps his wand against the side of the basin, almost thoughtfully--but then, when he sticks the tip of it in and gives the water inside a swirl, a tendril of water curls over the side in a distinctly not-watery way--too solid, in the way that it flows over, and onto the floor, smooth and glassy.
Sirius, meanwhile, also gives the room a glance. Bottomless bags, very nice. One guess as to where those came from. His mouth thins a little. Snivellus will not stand in the way of Space Christmas.]
Yeah, more or less, with some modifications. The bags have to be undetectable extension charms--you could use those for rooms, but it would get a bit weird, especially if the charm were to collapse on you.
[The puddle on the floor is distinctly silvery now, and Sirius leans over to give it a tap with his wand. With a sizzling crackle, a tendril of ice spreads across the surface, like the veins of a leaf.]
What about like a tent or something? I mean if there were any tents on board, which there probably aren't.
[ Kate's still asking about that but she's watching the winter-making process with obvious curiosity and a smile that spreads with the ice across the floor, though it's warm enough it's a wonder the frost doesn't melt under her attention alone. ]
I like it already.
[ Kate's still asking about that but she's watching the winter-making process with obvious curiosity and a smile that spreads with the ice across the floor, though it's warm enough it's a wonder the frost doesn't melt under her attention alone. ]
I like it already.
And we've barely started. Don't tell me you're easy to please.
[He tsks, like this would be such a shame, and he keeps working as the ice spreads. It's all wandwork now, a few jabs toward the air, and then a quick whip of the wand, cutting through some invisible layer--and from the tip of his wand, a cloud billows out, quick, and grey--]
I could make a tent. And then I could extend it. They sell 'em pre-charmed, of course, but beggars, choosers, et cetera. Is that what you want for Space Christmas? An Extended Tent?
[He tsks, like this would be such a shame, and he keeps working as the ice spreads. It's all wandwork now, a few jabs toward the air, and then a quick whip of the wand, cutting through some invisible layer--and from the tip of his wand, a cloud billows out, quick, and grey--]
I could make a tent. And then I could extend it. They sell 'em pre-charmed, of course, but beggars, choosers, et cetera. Is that what you want for Space Christmas? An Extended Tent?
Edited (spelling mistakes nooooooooooooo) 2014-11-19 23:01 (UTC)
I guess I haven't seen her in a couple days.
Have you asked her?
Have you asked her?
I'm pretty sure no one's ever said that about me. [ Kate flashes Sirius a grin in profile, but her attention follows his wand, and the cloud that spills from it above their heads. ]
You can make a tent? You mean you can build one out of stuff that's around or you can just make one magically appear out of thin air? I haven't really gotten a sense of the limits of your kind of magic yet.
You can make a tent? You mean you can build one out of stuff that's around or you can just make one magically appear out of thin air? I haven't really gotten a sense of the limits of your kind of magic yet.
not answering
and by not answering i mean i sent her a photo of my abs and she's not answering
and by not answering i mean i sent her a photo of my abs and she's not answering
So she answered? Because if she didn't respond to an ab shot I would actually be concerned.
What made you worried enough to send an ab shot?
[First time for everything, Kate. He does an ehhh one-shouldered shrug as he works, to indicate as much. The cloud seems quite content to grow on its own now, and Sirius drops his arm for a moment, surveying his handiwork with a slightly critical eye.]
I can do either, really. Transfiguration is easier than anything else, here. It's not really that it's got limits, it's just that there's loads of ways to get to do what you want to do, you've just got to work out how to get there. With some small exceptions.
[Satisfied with the cloud's progress, he gives it a little nod. Right.]
Now, it's easier if we get a seasonable cold going in here. Shall I conjure up some mittens for you, or will you manage without?
I can do either, really. Transfiguration is easier than anything else, here. It's not really that it's got limits, it's just that there's loads of ways to get to do what you want to do, you've just got to work out how to get there. With some small exceptions.
[Satisfied with the cloud's progress, he gives it a little nod. Right.]
Now, it's easier if we get a seasonable cold going in here. Shall I conjure up some mittens for you, or will you manage without?
i don't know if worried is normally what i'm feeling when i send someone a photo of my abs
meet me for a run in 30?
meet me for a run in 30?
How often do you do that, exactly?
And I don't know, are you planning on wearing a shirt?
And I don't know, are you planning on wearing a shirt?
Sure, mittens. Why not?
[ Kate pretty clearly just wants to see more magic and as much as she's keeping an eye on the cloud she's also watching Sirius work with open curiosity, eyes a little narrowed but not in skepticism, just thought. ]
So transfiguration is just you can turn a thing into anything else? There's no limit on, like, the parts having to exist within a certain range or anything? Like even if there's no yarn on board you can make mittens? Or is someone's sweater in their locker somewhere unraveling to make this happen?
[ Kate pretty clearly just wants to see more magic and as much as she's keeping an eye on the cloud she's also watching Sirius work with open curiosity, eyes a little narrowed but not in skepticism, just thought. ]
So transfiguration is just you can turn a thing into anything else? There's no limit on, like, the parts having to exist within a certain range or anything? Like even if there's no yarn on board you can make mittens? Or is someone's sweater in their locker somewhere unraveling to make this happen?
Wow, since when do you need to be asked to keep your shirt off?
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