ϡ - Appointments Post

[folklorist]

This post here is for personal conversations which should happen but one or both of us doesn't want to put up a new post/log and thus we will just thread it out here. This can be used to thread with Helios anytime and anywhere. This can either be in person (with action), or via the journal's call feature (voice and/or written).

When replying to this post please mark in the subject line when and how it is taking place EX:
[Action, March 11th]
[Voice, September 8th]
[Written, June 10th]

Comments

[menial]

[He'll get there about fifteen minutes later and raise a hand in greeting.

'This is really not what I expected from a fearsome wizard, but anyway...']

Yo.

[folklorist]

Ah hello! I don't think I caught your name. [ Introductions were in order, clearly. Helios gives a cheerful smile shifting the book under his arm to a more secure position. ]

[menial]

[He'll give his full name, then hesitate.]

Uh, you can just call me Kyon, I guess. Most people do at this point.

[folklorist]

Kyon it is then! And you can just simply call me Helios! [ Since they're on a first name basis as it is. ]

Now as for this little spell of yours. I think I've got a very good way of doing it. It shouldn't take all that long either which is good.

[menial]

['Westerners and their first name thing.']

Great. What would that be?

[folklorist]

[ Helios isn't a Westerner though! He just likes being informal with most people. ]

Well we'll need to find a specific snowflake for one thing. And then I could probably use a simple enchantment to increase the size and then the one I've picked up for keeping it from melting. [ he looks at the snow around. ] I believe the hardest part is obtaining the perfect snowflake.

[menial]

[Kyon more or less assumes everyone who isn't Japanese is a Westerner. Or an alien.]

Right. Makes sense. On the other hand, there seems to be plenty of snow around, so how hard could it be? They say every one is unique.

[folklorist]

Very true. Each one unique in shape and form. [ He'll bend down and cup some snow into his hand. Examining it before his eyes glow a bright green. One single flake out of the that mound will get increasingly larger, until it's about the size of a gold ball. ]

Hm. Haven't used this spell in awhile but at least I haven't lost my touch with it. [ Just an amused laugh. ]