Not exactly. Transfiguration is all about exchanges. Things want to keep the shape that they're in, right? A mouse wants to stay a mouse. He doesn't want to be a teacup. So when you transfigure a mouse to a teacup, he'll always look a little like a mouse, 'cos that's what he wants to be. And he's always going to want to go back to being a mouse, so he won't stay a teacup for very long.
[He reaches behind him, somewhat absently, and tugs the blanket off of the bed toward him as he talks. With his wand, he severs the corner of the blanket--a silent invisible burn--and the same spell, then, to bisect that corner, so he's got two pieces.]
But a mouse transfigured to a mole, that might be easier. A mouse transfigured to a very tiny furry jumper--also easy. A blanket, transfigured to a mitten--
[He taps the severed corner of one bit of blanket, and it curls up on itself, rolls into a narrow tube--and then one end inflates, puffing up into a space for a hand--a tube for the thumb, sealed at the top--]
[ Kate's fascination is obvious, she's all but set her chin on her hands to listen, rapt. When the blanket turns itself into a mitten she grins and reaches out to take it, wiggling fingers inside. ]
That's so cool. And so useful, especially around here. Are there limits, like-- do you have to have seen a thing before, or need to know how it works? Like if I asked you to turn some pile of plastic into a laptop, could you? --I don't need one, just hypothetically.
All these years aboard the Tranquility have given Sirius a rough working knowledge of a great many muggle concepts, even weirdo future concepts, but, strangely, laptop is not one of them. Or else they were called something else. He shifts his wand as the second mitten begins to grow out of that second bit of blanket, and scratches at his nose with his thumbnail.]
Lap Tops are probably too technologyery to be made with magic. [A bit too formal on 'Lap Top', a bit too enthusiastic with the suffixes on 'technologyery', but he says it smoothly enough that he could nearly pass.] I dunno, no one's ever asked for that sort of thing before. If I knew the bits that went in it, I could make the inner bits, probably.
That's good. Correction: That's not as bad as it would have been if it'd been the same person. I assume the vampire you dated isn't as creepy as our vampires. Or do you like them pale & skeletal & unable to stop staring at your neck?
I'll trust your judgment & believe it really was only a bit of one. I took someone to meet a group of vampires once & he must have felt a little like women do. 'My eyes are up here' etc.
I'm not sure my judgment deserves trusting given what happened with the other one. But the guy I dated seemed like a decent guy and as far as I could find out he'd never tried to hurt anyone on board, so it seemed like he deserved the benefit of the doubt.
I'm not sure. I think so? Or at least similar. We didn't talk about it. They hated each other, and I thought it was because the one who attacked me was a vampire hunter, but obviously that was way wrong.
[ Ooooookay. It takes Kate a second to remember what she means, but that is not on the recording. ]
Uhh. Jay, Cap, Brrrrad maybe? Maybe Jax if we weren't already friends? To be honest I remember the part where I left you off of it much more clearly than the rest. Why?
Are you poaching off my list? What's yours these days?
It was a good guess. I've heard there are hunters aboard. Maybe he was a vampire's girlfriend hunter. What happened to the good one?
I'm a werewolf, by the way. It's half a secret, due to the hunters etc., [ * ] but my friends know. So there you are.
[ * and 18 years' worth of ingrained fear he can't just shake loose in a few months because SPACE, no matter how nice everyone is—but whatever, blaming Winchesters is easier. ]
[ At least with Steve Rogers (especially the baby-faced version she's seen on the network here), drawing doesn't immediately lead her to think poaching. ]
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