folklorist | ϡ - Chapter Three; the normalcy of everyday [action/voice]

[ Regardless of the light snowfall now going that won't deter the ever wandering headmaster who is carrying various bags of groceries from his recent travels back to his new apartment. He’s just whistling a little tune as he does so not really paying much attention; he might even trip a little but he doesn’t fall ~~yet~~ the bags he’s carrying rustling with the action. If you happen to run into him as he’s standing outside community house #7 you’ll see his bag is filled with all sorts of foods, and a lot of bags of sugar…like three or ~~ten~~ four. ]

Only a few weeks here and I've already been subjected, or at least everyone around me has, to one of those so called shifts. Amazing! I wonder how they're doing it...a spell? Incantation? Perhaps some sort of voodoo? Hmm oh! Maybe it's these wings it's hard to say but I think...[There's some shuffling as he puts down the various bags. He laughs and clears his throat. ] Oh...I forgot this was on! And here I am talking to myself, haha!

Now then...which room was it? Floor...five. Oh dear...er. Ted, or Lazlo even, haha I seem to have forgotten the room number. Ah my memory isn't what it used to be! [ There's another light laugh. ] At least I found the building!

[ Or there’s the reason that he never asked, derp. There’s some rustling as he puts down another one of the bags scratching the back of his head to disperse the snow now clinging in it and because he's totally forgotten where to go. ] It's Valentine's Day soon...isn't it? Well in terms of days back on Earth, at least I think. I had almost forgotten.

[ His voice sounds completely emotionless with that sentence if not a bit sullen. A sigh comes over the transmission, albeit its constrained and distant as if Helios moved away from the journal so as to not be heard. This holiday is always the hardest on him, but he won't concern anyone with his problems. ]

I do hope everyone enjoys themselves it's such a nice holiday, lots of sweets to be had and all that! A very rich history to it as well. Maybe we'll even be graced with a visit from Cupid himself. [ And his voice goes back to being its usual happy self and he laughs. ]

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That's a pretty big safe house.

Oh well it was used during the witch trials...so there were many people who were wrongly accused as you can imagine. Fear and panic tends to make people point the blame at just about anyone especially when paranoia settles in.

Sounds like a pretty hectic time that had been. I can see why you'd need a safehouse.

[ He nods his head in affirmation. ]

Mm I can only imagine what it must have been like for those poor people. But my ancestor Darin took care of them! As expected of our family to do!

What was your family's profession anyway?

[ He pauses one finger going to pursed lips as he thinks for a moment. ]

Ah well we're more of a philanthropist sort you could say. My great grandfather Darin made it his job to protect those of the magical sort from unjust acts during his time. And then I suppose from there it turned into modern education for the new generations with my parents and myself. So you can call use teachers and protectors!

I didn't really think people discriminated against magic before until I got here. It's really common in our world, though it doesn't come in the same form as a lot of others.

It sounds like a noble lineage you came from.

[ Fff that's the second person to say what he's doing is noble. So he's just gonna blush and laugh since he's not really used to compliments. ]

N-Noble...oh well I'm sure if it was anyone else they would have done the same! Hardly noble.

That's just you being modest. Not a lot of people would really do the same.

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