 Mamie's new friend Quinn Constant Vigilance! O_O AWAKE!
So this creature could kill you with its eyes...it could only be killed by a weasel or a mirror...and all their mirrors were broken? She stared at Professor Williamson. Why were they going into the maze again? Hogwarts had a cockatrice problem they were going to solve? This seemed a bit out of her comfort zone...she preferred the safe animals. Nifflers, nifflers were cool.
It took Mamie a moment to get moving, first to the padding crate, where she grabbed a helmet and shoulder pads. Then to the sunglasses, where she opted for a lime green pair of sunglasses. She supposed if they looked at the cockatrice through the sunglasses they'd be fine? She wasn't sure how that would work. What if they accidentally saw it out the side of the sunglasses? She gingerly lifted a piece of mirror out of the crate and tried to hook it into her padding...but it didn't feel very secure, so into a pocket it went.
Now for the weasels! Mamie cooed at the box of weasels as she approached. "Hi there," she said softly, trying to calm them down so she could pick one up. "You're fiiine, I won't let anything happen to you." She hoisted a reddish one out of the crate, carried it back to her spot, and set it back on the ground, holding the leash. It seemed a little nervous, so she squatted next to it and stroked its head gently. She could feel the edge of the mirror in her pocket poking into her, so she shifted her weight slightly. "Don't worry, little weasel," she said softly. She kind of wished someone would reassure her, then maybe the weasel would find her a bit more believable.
She looked up at her new acquaintance Quinn. "Want to team up?" |