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astrocat · 02-07-2022, 09:37 PM

SPOILER!!: Moose

Ash would not tell Moose to heat the kettle with magic, partly because he'd get upset and partly because she sometimes forgot to remember that you could use magic for small everyday tasks. She preferred to do them the muggle way, unless they involved healing or repairing something. It was just more familiar, and it came easier when she was kinda out of it.

"No thank you. I don't drink tea much." There was like... a small chance that this would upset him. Moose was very easy to upset. Not that she wasn't- she'd cried for hours when he compared her to the mad hatter. It was impressive that they were friends, probably. It was impressive that Ash had any friends at all. "Do you want to eat something, or do you just want tea?" She hoped he was hangry. That was a fixable problem. The world sucking and Hogwarts being a terrible place and everyone being on the verge of death at all times... not so much.

02-07-2022, 09:37 PM	#5 (permalink)
astrocat Puffskein Join Date: Jul 2020 Location: New York City Posts: 2,126 Hogwarts RPG Name: Brandon Fox Hufflepuff Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Phoebe Calypso [s]Dupont[/s] Slytherin Second Year	Which came first, the phoenix or the flame? SPOILER!!: Moose Quote: Originally Posted by Uncle Moose The waiting for tea to boil only made him more irritated. Some would tell him to just heat the kettle with some heating charm, it would get the hot tea out faster. To them he would say. 'get out! Who asked you anyways!?' There were things Moose actually understood from magic more than others. Like Potions, Moose was actually very good with Potions, and in Potions class. Sure yeah half of the ingredients felt infuriatingly unreal, but they crushed or sliced just like any other kitchen ingredient you could find. He would tell you he's a terrible chef. It's just that brewing a potion felt like the most relatable subject to an actual muggle activity that wasn't itself Muggle Studies. So his arms crossed as he leaned on the table where he placed the rest of the tea set and looked to his side when a voice piped up. "Hi, Ash." He responded to her. Not really even answering her question. She saw him, she knew him. It was obvious he was having a bad day. He moved his glare off from her. "I'm making some tea. Care for some?" She looked like she was at her tipping point too. Ash would not tell Moose to heat the kettle with magic, partly because he'd get upset and partly because she sometimes forgot to remember that you could use magic for small everyday tasks. She preferred to do them the muggle way, unless they involved healing or repairing something. It was just more familiar, and it came easier when she was kinda out of it. "No thank you. I don't drink tea much." There was like... a small chance that this would upset him. Moose was very easy to upset. Not that she wasn't- she'd cried for hours when he compared her to the mad hatter. It was impressive that they were friends, probably. It was impressive that Ash had any friends at all. "Do you want to eat something, or do you just want tea?" She hoped he was hangry. That was a fixable problem. The world sucking and Hogwarts being a terrible place and everyone being on the verge of death at all times... not so much.