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Discussion in 'Hogsmeade Village' started by Damian Wayne, Jan 13, 2018.

  1. Damian Wayne

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    @Kara Danvers
    December 28th, Y7

    Damian had to admit...it was far past time for him to return to Cascade Bay. Certainly, there wasn't much keeping him here when he butted heads with his 'family' at every turn and even Grayson didn't have a shred of recollection in his eyes when he looked at him. He hadn't really been able to pin down what had even prompted him to visit for Christmas in the first place when his plans had mostly included sulking in a tree and nicking cookies from Lexa's counter. But something had and now, beyond all reason, he was reluctant to go home.

    To clear his head, Damian had crept out of Wayne Manor during the early hours of the morning with Titus in a drawstring bag on his back. The puppy's overly-large head poked out happily with his tongue lolling out of his mouth as the two of them drifted through Pandora Town's mostly empty streets. For once, he was out of his Robin uniform and dressed simply for the sake of appearing inconspicuous. There was nothing 'superheroic' about him, nor anything reeking of 'heir to a fortune.' For once, he just looked like a boy.

    Without realizing it, Damian had found himself wandering into Hogsmeade, another one of those places that saw fit to appear and disappear at its leisure. As he walked through the quaint town, his boots crunching in the lightly-fallen snow, he wrinkled his pink nose at the little shops and taverns. While he'd never heard of it happening as of yet, he was a little nervous at the idea of Hogsmeade disappearing with him right in the middle of it.

    (But then again, Damian Wayne never got nervous. Not as far as anybody else was allowed to know.)

    Naturally as 12 year old boys did, his first visit was to the joke shop, which found him in his current predicament less than an hour later. Damian was sitting down on a snowy stone fence not far from the main part of the town, idly stroking Titus in his lap as the puppy hiccuped uncontrollably. He'd gotten into something from his bag that Damian found in the joke shop without the boy looking. Really, he'd only picked anything up in the first place because he'd shrewdly doubted any of the magical properties they were boasting of, but judging from the startled look on Titus's face, perhaps there was something to it.

    Intently, Damian pulled the pin on a colorful rod in his hand, watching it immediately spark, sizzle, and whistle. Multi-colored flames began to shoot out of one side and steadily grow larger while he squinted at it in curiosity.

     
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  2. Kara Danvers

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    Hogsmeade, of all places, had sprung up around the time that winter hit Pandora.

    Kara was beginning to get used to the odd occurrences that were what passed for ‘normal’ in Pandora, but still, coming face to face with something straight out of one of her favorite childhood stories? It was actually more surprising that she hadn’t just spent every last second in Honeydukes for the past month.

    It’d been a pretty hectic winter, actually, and Kara hadn’t made nearly as much time for trips to Hogsmeade as she would’ve liked. So she made a Christmas resolution (which she would’ve called New Years except the Pandora New Year was actually in September, go figure) to visit one shop a week that she hadn’t gone to before. And this week, Zonko’s was the shop she wandered into—she wasn’t looking for anything in particular, but joke magic had a lot of potential. If nothing else, she could look around, find a few things she could amuse herself with on rainy days—maybe something for Alex and Lucy, too.

    She was careful not to bump into anything—it was magic, after all, and she didn’t want to accidentally set something off. A few minutes later, and she walked out with a small bag of purchases, a few things she thought looked amusing—a couple joke wands, some candy that was supposed to have odd (but temporary) magical side effects, and some no-heat, wet-start fireworks, which Kara was fairly excited about getting to try out.

    As she walked down the street, nibbling on a bit of chocolate she’d gotten from Honeydukes (she just couldn’t go to Hogsmeade and not stop there at least for a minute), something caught her eye—a boy and a dog, sitting on a low stone wall, with one of those rods she recognized from Zonko’s going off in his hand. Granted, it was winter, and a light blanket of snow lay over everything, so she wasn’t particularly worried about him starting a fire—but she wasn’t sure he was supposed to keep holding onto it while the multicolored flames kept building up.

    “Did you get that from Zonko’s?” she asked, drawing closer to him and keeping an eye on the sparks and flames. “You should be careful,” she added, trying not to sound too much like her mother as she did so, “some of that stuff can be dangerous if you don’t know what you’re doing.”
     
  3. Damian Wayne

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    Damian just scoffed as the woman approached him. In return for her apparent well-meaning kindness, she got a dirty, dismissive glance from a young teenager whose default expression seemed to be 'I know more than you and also die.'

    "Your nagging is noted," he told her idly as he looked back at the steadily sparking firework wand in his hand. His other was tucked into the pocket of his coat, and Titus was still flopped on the fence beside him hiccuping and watching the lights with curiosity. "Now, are there any more unnecessary contributions you want to make with the space you're currently taking up or are you able to tell when you're not needed?"

    He looked Kara in the eye as he extinguished the wand in a pile of snow on the fence behind him. It went out after a few seconds with a low hisss and a small puff of smoke. Really, he was kind of always like this, but he especially couldn't stand when strangers looked at him and only saw a child. This girl had no way of knowing he'd climbed mountains with his bare hands at two years old or had fought alongside the greatest heroes of their ages and surpassed them, but it would be inappropriate to lecture her.