Post by Losi on Sept 11, 2011 21:24:35 GMT -6
ooc/ Wow, you started 13, Katie! Oooh, I wonder what shall happen on this page....
Sonia, Vi, Rachel and I went to the library to be quiet and secretive. With our powers of equal parts Ravenclaw and Pufflehuff, we would overcome ALL. We turned out to be the only ones there (everyone else was outside chattering about our new arrivals), so we had to talk very quietly and very urgently.
"No one announced that the foreign students were arriving today," said Vi. "It's a bit strange."
"Maybe they wanted to make it a surprise," I suggested.
"I kind of doubt that," said Rachel slowly. "Still, it's certainly sped things up. Soon the tournament will begin!"
"But what are we here for, Charlotte?" asked Sonia. "And why are we whispering?"
"Right." I gathered my thoughts. "We need a more efficient way of communicating with each other. If we keep whispering to each other secretively and huddle around suspiciously like this, we're eventually going to get caught. And as dangerous as this whole situation may turn out to be, we might need to be able to communicate quietly and over long distances."
"Do you mean, like, telepathy?" asked Sonia quizzically.
"I think that's only possible for wizards with plenty of practice, experience, skill, and strength and control of mind," said Vi. "I'm not quite sure all of us quite match up to that high caliber...."
We silently thought of Will. Then I thought of OMAR, who we hadn't seen in some time. I liked OMAR, we'd have to make Will bring him to the Anti-Meep meetings. I'm sure he'd have a lot of input on the situation at hand.
"Maybe we could try and leave notes for one another in secret places," said Sonia, but the idea didn't sound very good, even to her.
"That would probably be even less secure that what we're doing right now," said Vi. Everyone nodded, but it was getting very hard to think of something.
"Maybe we should carry around some kind of object used to communicate instead," said Rachel. "Something inconspicuous."
"Like a cell phone," Sonia joked. We chuckled. But something wasn't right. There was an extra chuckle among us, one that we didn't quite recognize as one of our own. It was coming from....
Slowly, I turned around and looked behind me. Sitting on a table and looking at us sheepishly was our young librarian, Miss Mia Nefries.
"Hey there." She spoke first, as we were too dumbfounded to speak. "Might you guys want to tell me just what you're trying to be so secretive about?"
We kept staring at her. Uncomfortable goosebumps were crawling along my spine and forearms, my face was growing hot. Had we just let our secret loose while trying to make it more secure?
Miss Nefries sighed and folded her arms. "Come on, you have to tell me now that I know you're up to something. Go ahead, I won't tell. Promise."
Okay, sure, but this was a highly dangerous situation involving the combat against an evil conspiracy planning on school infiltration, genocide, and the ultimate collapse of the government as we know it. Either she would tell on us, or she wouldn't want to get involved, and neither way would be very good for us.
"Please?" she said shortly after another silence. "Pleeeeease? Pretty please with a cherry on top? PLEEEEEEEEEEEEAAA--"
Okay, fine. We told her.
"Oh." That was the only word she could say for a while. For a few horrifying seconds she just stared at us. Could she be the infiltrator we'd been fearing? Had we just had a terrifically obscene lack of judgment? But she couldn't, she was a Muggle-born....
"Well, I suppose I'd better help you guys out then, hadn't I?" she brightened, though maybe a tad manically. "Come into my office, I've got a ton of old stuff in there."
We followed her without any further explanation. Her office was a huge, cluttered, unlawful mess, papers all over the floor and books kept in the strangest of places. But there were MANY books. Everywhere. It could rival the library itself. There were plenty on her chair, making us puzzle as to how exactly she used office.
"When I attended Hogwarts as a student, my friends and I were all sorted into different houses. It was awful, we hardly ever got to see each other all at the same time. We needed a way to communicate so we could all talk to each other more easily. We also needed a way to be secretive, because my big brother and his stupid friends would always try to snoop into our things and read diaries and make nuisances of themselves. So we invented this."
She held up a blank piece of parchment.
"Okay..." said Rachel. "Further explanation, please?"
"Yes, well. This is a CATT, or a Communicating and Talking Thing for long. How it works is you have to press your wands to the pieces of parchment and say the word communis. Then the paper will know who everyone is, see? To make the paper reveal what it is, you just tap the paper with your wand and it'll open up. To send messages, just write a message with your ordinary quill and ink. Or the more convenient pen if you've got one. Once you've written a message into your own parchment, it will be sent to everyone else's, automatically signed with your first name. When a message is sent to you, a little tune Roxie wrote will play in your ear. Only you can hear it. Any questions?" (atroveoftales.proboards.com/index.cgi?board=ruleshp&action=display&thread=7&page=1)
"That's a pretty impressive bit of magic," I remarked.
Mia beamed. "Thank you! Bea did most of the technical work, but I did help a bit. So, I suppose I'll give these to you, then? Ah, there are four of you! Perfect, there were four of us, too...."
She started to dig out three more magical pieces of parchment.
"Actually," said Rachel, "there are fifteen of us."
Miss Nefries looked up. "Wow." Then she started rummaging through her desk again. "Well, that's okay, we made about twenty copies; Prunella kept on losing hers and we had to keep making more and more. Roxanne eventually found them all again before we graduated. I could use her excellent finding skills now....Ah, here they are!"
"How convenient," I muttered with a smile.
Sonia, Vi, Rachel and I went to the library to be quiet and secretive. With our powers of equal parts Ravenclaw and Pufflehuff, we would overcome ALL. We turned out to be the only ones there (everyone else was outside chattering about our new arrivals), so we had to talk very quietly and very urgently.
"No one announced that the foreign students were arriving today," said Vi. "It's a bit strange."
"Maybe they wanted to make it a surprise," I suggested.
"I kind of doubt that," said Rachel slowly. "Still, it's certainly sped things up. Soon the tournament will begin!"
"But what are we here for, Charlotte?" asked Sonia. "And why are we whispering?"
"Right." I gathered my thoughts. "We need a more efficient way of communicating with each other. If we keep whispering to each other secretively and huddle around suspiciously like this, we're eventually going to get caught. And as dangerous as this whole situation may turn out to be, we might need to be able to communicate quietly and over long distances."
"Do you mean, like, telepathy?" asked Sonia quizzically.
"I think that's only possible for wizards with plenty of practice, experience, skill, and strength and control of mind," said Vi. "I'm not quite sure all of us quite match up to that high caliber...."
We silently thought of Will. Then I thought of OMAR, who we hadn't seen in some time. I liked OMAR, we'd have to make Will bring him to the Anti-Meep meetings. I'm sure he'd have a lot of input on the situation at hand.
"Maybe we could try and leave notes for one another in secret places," said Sonia, but the idea didn't sound very good, even to her.
"That would probably be even less secure that what we're doing right now," said Vi. Everyone nodded, but it was getting very hard to think of something.
"Maybe we should carry around some kind of object used to communicate instead," said Rachel. "Something inconspicuous."
"Like a cell phone," Sonia joked. We chuckled. But something wasn't right. There was an extra chuckle among us, one that we didn't quite recognize as one of our own. It was coming from....
Slowly, I turned around and looked behind me. Sitting on a table and looking at us sheepishly was our young librarian, Miss Mia Nefries.
"Hey there." She spoke first, as we were too dumbfounded to speak. "Might you guys want to tell me just what you're trying to be so secretive about?"
We kept staring at her. Uncomfortable goosebumps were crawling along my spine and forearms, my face was growing hot. Had we just let our secret loose while trying to make it more secure?
Miss Nefries sighed and folded her arms. "Come on, you have to tell me now that I know you're up to something. Go ahead, I won't tell. Promise."
Okay, sure, but this was a highly dangerous situation involving the combat against an evil conspiracy planning on school infiltration, genocide, and the ultimate collapse of the government as we know it. Either she would tell on us, or she wouldn't want to get involved, and neither way would be very good for us.
"Please?" she said shortly after another silence. "Pleeeeease? Pretty please with a cherry on top? PLEEEEEEEEEEEEAAA--"
Okay, fine. We told her.
"Oh." That was the only word she could say for a while. For a few horrifying seconds she just stared at us. Could she be the infiltrator we'd been fearing? Had we just had a terrifically obscene lack of judgment? But she couldn't, she was a Muggle-born....
"Well, I suppose I'd better help you guys out then, hadn't I?" she brightened, though maybe a tad manically. "Come into my office, I've got a ton of old stuff in there."
We followed her without any further explanation. Her office was a huge, cluttered, unlawful mess, papers all over the floor and books kept in the strangest of places. But there were MANY books. Everywhere. It could rival the library itself. There were plenty on her chair, making us puzzle as to how exactly she used office.
"When I attended Hogwarts as a student, my friends and I were all sorted into different houses. It was awful, we hardly ever got to see each other all at the same time. We needed a way to communicate so we could all talk to each other more easily. We also needed a way to be secretive, because my big brother and his stupid friends would always try to snoop into our things and read diaries and make nuisances of themselves. So we invented this."
She held up a blank piece of parchment.
"Okay..." said Rachel. "Further explanation, please?"
"Yes, well. This is a CATT, or a Communicating and Talking Thing for long. How it works is you have to press your wands to the pieces of parchment and say the word communis. Then the paper will know who everyone is, see? To make the paper reveal what it is, you just tap the paper with your wand and it'll open up. To send messages, just write a message with your ordinary quill and ink. Or the more convenient pen if you've got one. Once you've written a message into your own parchment, it will be sent to everyone else's, automatically signed with your first name. When a message is sent to you, a little tune Roxie wrote will play in your ear. Only you can hear it. Any questions?" (atroveoftales.proboards.com/index.cgi?board=ruleshp&action=display&thread=7&page=1)
"That's a pretty impressive bit of magic," I remarked.
Mia beamed. "Thank you! Bea did most of the technical work, but I did help a bit. So, I suppose I'll give these to you, then? Ah, there are four of you! Perfect, there were four of us, too...."
She started to dig out three more magical pieces of parchment.
"Actually," said Rachel, "there are fifteen of us."
Miss Nefries looked up. "Wow." Then she started rummaging through her desk again. "Well, that's okay, we made about twenty copies; Prunella kept on losing hers and we had to keep making more and more. Roxanne eventually found them all again before we graduated. I could use her excellent finding skills now....Ah, here they are!"
"How convenient," I muttered with a smile.