James Potter (
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entranceway2012-08-19 06:35 pm
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Does anyone else feel really...well, odd?
[It's taken him a day or so of unsuccessful (and downright boring) bed rest to work up the nerve to admit that to the general public, but with everything that's going on outside, well. It's probably an event, isn't it? And if that's the case there's no point to wallowing around in bed.]
I don't think I'm sick or anything. I guess...it's like there's something missing, I suppose? It's hard to explain. Maybe I'm just a bit tired, but I don't think that's it either.
[He sounds tired though. And he looks a little worn out, but he's mostly frustrated that he doesn't know exactly what's wrong with him. Obviously an answer should have popped into his head as soon as he went to make this post.]
Anyhow, I was wondering if there's a virus going around? Maybe something to do with how grim it looks outside? I mean. I can't be the only one feeling like this, right?
[It's taken him a day or so of unsuccessful (and downright boring) bed rest to work up the nerve to admit that to the general public, but with everything that's going on outside, well. It's probably an event, isn't it? And if that's the case there's no point to wallowing around in bed.]
I don't think I'm sick or anything. I guess...it's like there's something missing, I suppose? It's hard to explain. Maybe I'm just a bit tired, but I don't think that's it either.
[He sounds tired though. And he looks a little worn out, but he's mostly frustrated that he doesn't know exactly what's wrong with him. Obviously an answer should have popped into his head as soon as he went to make this post.]
Anyhow, I was wondering if there's a virus going around? Maybe something to do with how grim it looks outside? I mean. I can't be the only one feeling like this, right?
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And then, suddenly, he stops. He sets his wand down and just, stops everything. He looks like he's trying hard to concentrate on something, but whatever it is just isn't happening.
Where is his inner stag?!]
==>video
John, however, switches to video.]
Uh, Mr. Po-- James? Are you okay?
(I'm not late shhh)
Shh. I'm trying to turn into a stag.
[Unfortuantely, no amount of zen-like focus is going to make this either work or sound any less crazy.]
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I'm guessing that's part of your powers, though. You probably won't be able to do that for a while.
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[Sigh. What a killjoy you are, John.]
I was hoping that might've gotten around it somehow, but I guess not. It's a shame, really. It's obviously the most useful thing I could possibly do under the circumstances.
[And look, he's back to all smiles and kidding around, with sarcasm and everything.]
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Yeah, stags are anti-fog! I totally forgot about that day in biology.