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Time for a big ol' Nexus Block party
On a sleepy summer morning a wonderful smell begins to waft throughout the Nexus. For those familiar with this place there can only be one explanation but for those new faces to the nexus this may be a strange thing: seeing so many people flocking toward the sweet and savory scents perfuming the Nexus.
There are a few tables set out this morning in the Plaza in front of a small cafe loaded with several carafes of coffee, a myriad of pastries from more than a few different worlds and cultures, and a large pan of eggs and sausage kept warm over a chafing dish. On either end of the table are disposable plates, cups, and cutlery as well as a few welcome pamphlets in a small container. Along the front of the tables is a hand made banner.
Meet and Greet
Manning the tables is Katsuya Suou, red apron on and a cup of coffee in hand. He looks far too cheerful for how early in the morning it is. It's always satisfying to put one of these on and see the throngs of different people stuck in line together to get their food and find a place to sit among the tables and couches nearby.
"Right then, is anyone hungry? I've got more than enough here for everyone so please mingle among yourselves or feel free to ask me anything you'd like."
((OOC: This thread is ALL ABOUT threadjacking and hopping. I encourage folks to tag on each other's comments and mingle rather than to reply only to me. This is a huge opportunity to have your characters interact with people they wouldn't have talked to before. Branch out! Meet new people! Scheme new schemes! Steal the last chocolate croissant!))
There are a few tables set out this morning in the Plaza in front of a small cafe loaded with several carafes of coffee, a myriad of pastries from more than a few different worlds and cultures, and a large pan of eggs and sausage kept warm over a chafing dish. On either end of the table are disposable plates, cups, and cutlery as well as a few welcome pamphlets in a small container. Along the front of the tables is a hand made banner.
Manning the tables is Katsuya Suou, red apron on and a cup of coffee in hand. He looks far too cheerful for how early in the morning it is. It's always satisfying to put one of these on and see the throngs of different people stuck in line together to get their food and find a place to sit among the tables and couches nearby.
"Right then, is anyone hungry? I've got more than enough here for everyone so please mingle among yourselves or feel free to ask me anything you'd like."
((OOC: This thread is ALL ABOUT threadjacking and hopping. I encourage folks to tag on each other's comments and mingle rather than to reply only to me. This is a huge opportunity to have your characters interact with people they wouldn't have talked to before. Branch out! Meet new people! Scheme new schemes! Steal the last chocolate croissant!))
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"Just my own country. But I would meet other Ministers from other countries, in the International Confederation of Wizards." Hermione explains.
"You would love this... the International Confederation of Wizards is headed by a person who holds the title of Supreme Mugwump." She grins. And waits for the obvious jokes.
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Majima gives Hermione some serious side-eye. "The more ya tell me 'bout this wizard shit, the more I think yer just pullin' my leg. There's no fuckin' way... Supreme Mugwump?"
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"The Mahoutokoro has the smallest student body of all great wizarding schools. Day students are flown back and forth to their homes every day on the backs of a flock of giant storm petals."
Hermione smiles a little teasingly. "Who would you ask to verify the truth?"
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To be completely fair, growing up to join the yakuza isn't exactly a better option.
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"I am a witch born from two humans who had no magical abilities. I am a Muggleborn."
"Witches and Wizards born from parents who are witches and wizards are called Pureblood."
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The only 'aura' Majima has smells very much like stale cigarette smoke.
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She laughs at his excitement. "Is there magic in your world?"
"CJ could tell if you were magical." The kneazle in question is now eating a sausage.
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He turns his attention back to the kitten, bending at the waist. "Oi, CJ-chan! Ya smell any magic on me?"
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Hermione snickers softly. "That would be a no."
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He hums and circles back around to an earlier thought: "So what'd yer parents think about ya bein' magical? They pitch a fit?"
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"They honestly didn't know what to do. I was casting spells at age three. And being muggles, they really didn't have any idea of how to properly train me. Good thing I started receiving magical tomes soon after, so I could learn on my own."
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He snickers and taps his toe around CJ, trying to present a more interesting target. "Guess that's why I ain't runnin' for president. Magic or otherwise."
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CJ is loving the new game. He tries to quickly grab that tapping toe, as it circles around him.