http://half-giant.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] half-giant.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] milliways_bar2005-04-30 04:35 pm

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Hagrid is in the gardens, wand in hand, coaxing his sprouting pumpkin seedlings to grow into mature plants, one by one.

He saw a sign before coming out about circuses, and wonders what it is. Maybe he'll stick around to find out...

Come and keep him company while he works.


[ooc - computer's being dodgy. Sorry if I disappear suddenly. If I do, we can slowtime.]

[identity profile] firstwizard.livejournal.com 2005-04-30 11:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Since Zedd is outside, he just so happens to see Hagrid. And he also just so happens to be walking over. He also just so happens to be smiling with a cheerful voice.

"Good afternoon, Hagrid. Doing a little work in the garden?"

[identity profile] firstwizard.livejournal.com 2005-04-30 11:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Zedd smiles approvingly.

"That works pretty well. Would you like some help?"

[identity profile] firstwizard.livejournal.com 2005-05-01 12:02 am (UTC)(link)
Zedd smiles pleasently.

"Well lets see what I can do, shall we?"

He kneels down, moving his sleeves up to his shoulders. Oh dang, he got his robes dirty. It'll wash out.

[identity profile] firstwizard.livejournal.com 2005-05-01 12:12 am (UTC)(link)
Zedd nods happily.

"Than I'll just give them a checkup. Make sure everything inside them is working alright and all."

He places his hands about 1/4 of an inch away from one plant and check up on it with a bit of magic.

[identity profile] firstwizard.livejournal.com 2005-05-01 12:23 am (UTC)(link)
Zedd lifts his head back up with a very pleased grin.

"This one is doing just fine. It's have some growing pain, if you will, but thats to be expected."

He looks a bit like a vet talking about a pet that has a nasty infection.

"Although some bugs have been eating at it's roots. I have removed them for you though. They won't be bothering anymore plants of yours."

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[identity profile] timsbooks.livejournal.com 2005-04-30 11:55 pm (UTC)(link)
*There a man in white walking through the garden, examining the plants.*

[identity profile] timsbooks.livejournal.com 2005-05-01 12:06 am (UTC)(link)
*Tim nods his head.*

Morning Hagrid.

[identity profile] timsbooks.livejournal.com 2005-05-01 12:14 am (UTC)(link)
My body died, yes.

*He smiles.*

I made myself a new one.

[identity profile] timsbooks.livejournal.com 2005-05-01 12:22 am (UTC)(link)
Yeh.

*Tim concentrates...and he is a cloud of magic particles, floating serenly. He drifts over beside Hagrid, and is human looking again.*

Out of my own magic.

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[identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/_righthandman_/ 2005-05-01 12:06 am (UTC)(link)
Chase has gone outside for a while. Fewer people to gawk at the tutu, and he needs some fresh air.

However, noticing the very large man over by the pumpkin plants, he immediately wonders whether he oughtn't go back inside.

[identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/_righthandman_/ 2005-05-01 12:15 am (UTC)(link)
Chase looks down at the tutu. "Um, thanks." He sighs. "Not really my choice of outfit, though. I have to wear it because I lost a bet."

He wanders over by the gardens. "Nice pumpkin plants," he says.

[identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/_righthandman_/ 2005-05-01 12:23 am (UTC)(link)
Chase startles momentarily. He's never going to get used to running into literary characters here. "I'm Chase," he says. "The bet...it wasn't really a bet. It's just that there's this French ballerina, and if you even say the word 'bet' within ten feet of her, she'll mess with your head and guilt you into wearing a tutu. So I'm stuck wearing this thing for the next three days."

[identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/_righthandman_/ 2005-05-01 12:34 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, that'd be her." Chase shakes his head. "Just watch what you say around her; she's crazy."

He leans against the wall. It's starting to get chilly out. "Did you hear about the circus?" he asks absently.