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Wizard has been displaced
Open/locked?: Open
Who: Harry and You
What: Harry has been displaced across the multiverse AGAIN
Warnings: Tons of disorientation and confusion; Will update if something comes up
So this is it: he is about to return home after helping out in saving Avalon and the world from being frozen in time for nearly two years. And he does miss home so much that once Excalibur has been destroyed and time and the multiverse has been saved, he thought that now is the time to go back and rest up from a long endgame fight with a cursed sword. As much as he wants to stay here, he has a mess of a battle aftermath to clean up, a destroyed school to come to, friends who are missing him badly now, and a community that needs to rebuild itself. The situation his world is in is not that great but he does need to go back and help in the repairs soon.
Or that is what he thought how that day would end because he soon finds himself being transported into a very unfamiliar place. For the second time in his life, Harry has been very much displaced across the multiverse again. He takes a look around to see if he has everything from Avalon with him. Relief settles in when he finds that Hedwig in her cage is there, and much to his own surprise, even Rose too. Wait a minute, he thought that he had tried to say goodbye to her in Avalon so seeing the little pink Pygmy Puff is a big surprise to him. Then he turns to find that his polearm had become very padded and his phone from Avalon didn’t work as at all. So he can’t be able to call King Arthur for help anytime soon.
But the most confusing thing he has stumbled upon to date happens to be the giant and grand scale of the castle before him. He knows that castles can be big in space like with Hogwarts Castle but this one has to take the cake. And it is a lot more beautiful than what Hogwarts is currently at, whoever did the maintance work sure does put a lot of effort to make it super pristine as it can be. But all he can muster to say at this time as he looks more confused by his new situation is “Where in the world I am in now?”
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She glanced aside, and gestured, and maybe she'd been holding that black cloth a second ago? It could have been lost from view in the drape of her outer sleeve, right? But even if she had been, there was no way to explain how it fell neatly over a little round tabletop that certainly hadn't existed there a moment ago. In fact, it may still not exist there; there didn't seem to be table legs sticking out from under the makeshift tablecloth.
"Well, I can think of something offhand I can do for this owl," she said, waving a hand in front of a bowl with a good few already-shelled and halved hard-boiled eggs that definitely hadn't just been there before, as though passing a hand over it was what made it visible. Which was probably the case, actually....
She didn't stop at the bowl of eggs, though. Another handwave, and more dishes appeared, ones with assortments of fresh fruits, bread, a few spreads for the latter... "And you, what's your preference? Sweet? Savory?" She made a small pie with dark fruit filling visible in the holes in the crust appear, and an omelet made with what looked like yellow meringue, with cheese and vegetables... bowls with different kinds of soup and pasta and even a plate of different kinds of cookies... a few different bottles and pitchers, wines and water and probably milk, and a pair of cups near them....
She looked back to Harry, her smile slightly sheepish. "I'm not certain what the other eats, though.... I don't suppose you could tell me?"
Judging by the way she gestured to the table and glanced back to Kyoko, the young lady was invited to join in as well, if she so wanted. Maybe that was why she'd put out enough food for at least half a dozen to have their fill?
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Rose soon begins to happily munch on the food that Mallia has conjured up to her heart’s content as soon as he drops her off on the table. Harry is impressed, he hasn’t seen fae magic this impressive since his time in Avalon. The Fae of Avalon should be taking notes from her.
“Oh yeah. She sure has a great use of magic.”
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A silent sigh, putting one loosely-closed hand up to her lower lip as she thought it over. "I've never eaten rodents, though. I'd have no idea how they ought to taste." Nor, realistically, any confidence to speak of that this bird would be able to directly steer her magic toward giving it the taste it expected. It was a feat for humans, as it was, enough so that it was nearly unheard-of....
"But... I wonder...." It was barely a murmur to herself, as she focused on something in her other hand, opening it carefully... and then held it out for Hedwig in offering. What was it, a smallish crustacean? A fat green body, maybe two inches at its widest, with a couple skinny, short little legs... it might have looked familiar, but it was hard to say. It wasn't flat enough to be a crab, nor did it look to have any pinchers or other natural weapons. And it was about half translucent... but perhaps it would appeal to the fluffy raptor? It wasn't a rodent, for that kind of meat, and it would certainly prove soft enough to manage, if it tried....
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While she is normally fine with hunting her own meals, she greatly accepts this offer from Mallia with a gracious heart. Rose meanwhile continues to munch on some of the other food (rodents and rodent like creatures have big appetites, so she will be fine taking in so much food) while Harry picks up some cookies and eats them.
“Well, Hedwig thinks that the crustacean will be good enough for her. She accepts it,” he speaks to her on the owl’s behalf.
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Finally, she looked back to Kyoko. "And poppet, I'm afraid I'm becoming less and less convinced you're using that word the same way I or those like me would."
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She turned to him, mostly succeeding in keeping a straight face despite her amusement, her smile mostly only hinting in her eyes. "What would you have guessed I am, had you met me without foreknowledge or introduction, pray tell?" She lifted her hands up a bit and apart, in what wasn't quite a gesture of exasperation or surrender, or perhaps simply holding her sleeves aside so he could see her properly... a mix of all of the above, maybe?
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“Oh right! Elves: That’s definitely what I have been thinking of, I can’t seem to get their name out of the top of my mind immediately but thank you for pointing it out to me, Mallia. Elves are quite a fascinating kind; for the longest time I initially thought that they only exist in fiction but I’m starting to think that elves could be more real than I can imagine.”
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...She waved her hand, gesturing to the top of the fruit bowl she'd set out, and tried to keep a half-straight face as she watched their reactions. "That," she said, "is what fairies look like. Not this." A vague gesture toward herself again. See? Big difference here, you two!
And now that she'd drawn their attention to the fruit bowl, they'd be able to make out the shapes that were playing around among the bits of produce: she really hadn't been kidding, in saying that they were butterflies. They varied greatly in color and pattern, and even in wing shape, but they were indeed otherwise much like the common, fluttery insects. Ones that seemed to push themselves more or less upright on their four hind legs, the fur on their thighs and abdomens blending together to make several of them look quite a lot like they were wearing little dresses of sorts, while they used their front arms as... well, as arms, reaching forward to grab a small berry and roll it around, or preen themselves off. They looked vaguely a bit more humanoid than a normal butterfly would tend to; perhaps it was their heads' shape, their fur sticking up in back like a tiny updo, with tiny faces that had large eyes and mouths that they'd open, to suck on their fingers as they preened themselves or chewed on fruit....
Didn't real butterflies have more of a curly straw for a mouth, not a biting-type one? Because these were definitely built for biting, as one of them was already proving with a little red ball from a raspberry. Maybe they weren't truly butterflies, at least of the usual kinds?
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There are what seem to be a whole host of actual faeries here. And normally that would have her full attention. Harry, however, had mentioned one of the few things stronger for her. One very specific Fairy.
Corn.
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Rose then squeaks out of curiosity as she pulls herself away from the cookies for a moment, wondering if the fairy friend of Kyoko might have landed in Auradon or maybe not. But she does think that it is out of the realm of possibility.
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A mix of hope and despair, which was probably amusing to watch.
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What could she do? She eyed the table, and discreetly added a few more of the glassy-looking green creatures to the bowl for the owl, in case they hadn't quite yet had their fill of them somehow. The rest of the food was similarly refreshed while they weren't looking at it; there would be no such thing as finishing a dish, for them! ...Which was mostly just her feeling like teasing a little....
And after all the confusion that Kyoko seemed so determined not to let her properly clear up....
Honestly, she was just in a bit of a mood again. And she had plausible deniability, at a glance, didn't she? If she just... ah....
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butterfliesfairyflies jumped up, flapping a few times, and landed right on the front of Kyoko's shoulder, grabbing hold of the fabric there to steady itself and secure its position as it craned its little head to look right up at her, folding its wings again behind it. How would she react to a roughly three-inch-tall vaguely-humanoid little figure suddenly perching on her like that, looking up at her with its huge eyes and a little face that looked vaguely to be somewhat smiling? ...Or was it smiling? It might've actually been smiling at her....no subject
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Have fun, guys!
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