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[dragonofgrey.livejournal.com]

Yesterday, he pissed off FX. Then later, Molly.

So now there was a wizard in very distinguished robes, reading up on muggle military history again, having afternoon tea.

The message on the back of his robes that once read "I play with my wand WAY too much." Now had this instead, "I WISH I HAD A WAND TO PLAY WITH."

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[mark-of-samael.livejournal.com]

"you're from somewhere else..." She's still getting this concept.

[dragonofgrey.livejournal.com]

"Yes, I thought I established that already," Draco remarked with some curtness.

[mark-of-samael.livejournal.com]

"but things look the same..."

[dragonofgrey.livejournal.com]

"What things? Maybe some things are the same. But we have magic. Not sure how much your lot has of it."

[mark-of-samael.livejournal.com]

"Mama... me... Claudia has the Gift, too. i think there were some other people..." She looks up. "no wands."

[dragonofgrey.livejournal.com]

Draco nodded thoughtfully at that, "Wandless magic. Well, most of other worlds that use magic seem to have that. Dunno why we're different in that regard. Doesn't seem to make that much difference. Certainly be a bit easier though."

[mark-of-samael.livejournal.com]

"you need them?" She leans around, checking his back again.

[dragonofgrey.livejournal.com]

"Need what?" Draco blinked at her.

[mark-of-samael.livejournal.com]

"wands." It's a little strange to think of it.

"is the magic inside them?"

[dragonofgrey.livejournal.com]

"No, we just use them. The magic's in us," Draco stared as though she was mad.

[mark-of-samael.livejournal.com]

Her brow furrows. "then what do they do?"

Clearly, there's something weird with this system.

[dragonofgrey.livejournal.com]

"Help us focus it, along with the words and the will. All works together."

[mark-of-samael.livejournal.com]

"oh." That still doesn't make much sense. But maybe his people just aren't as good. "then you can't do anything now?"

[dragonofgrey.livejournal.com]

"Well of course I can. I have my wand, like any proper wizard or witch." He got it out, and held it up. Hawthorn with a core of dragon heartstring, ten inches.

[mark-of-samael.livejournal.com]

She blinks, then looks around at his back again, puzzled.

But she's not about to accuse his shirt of lying, because that just never goes over well.

[dragonofgrey.livejournal.com]

Draco stared, and tried to look behind him.

"What? What are you staring at? Seeing things again, are you?"

[mark-of-samael.livejournal.com]

"words. They're on you."

[dragonofgrey.livejournal.com]

Draco stared at her, "What?" He glanced down at himself.

"You really are a mad girl, aren't you?"

[mark-of-samael.livejournal.com]

"it's not a lie!" she replies, frustrated. "your back."

[dragonofgrey.livejournal.com]

Draco got up and turned around, trying to stare down his back. He then took off his robes.

"What the Merlin is this??" He asked with a snarl, and got out his wand to try to send the message away. All that did was return it to the original message from the kitsune's trick.

"Arrrgh!" He threw it down. "Somebody's going to pay for this!"

[mark-of-samael.livejournal.com]

Her eyes wide, she steps back nervously, then fades out of view. Alessa does not want to be around angry people. It's not a very safe situation, in her experience.