Wizard in the big city

[madethemproud]

Who: Neville and OPEN
What: Confused wizard stuck in the muggle world
When: Today
Where: All over Prospero
Rating: PG? Rating will change if need be
Warnings: British slang
Status: OPEN as a really open thing

Neville is wandering around the island, confused and worried. He's lost in some strange world, he's lost without a wand and wandless magic isn't working. There's muggles everywhere, muggle devices everywhere. In fact he woke up with one, some strange little thing with too many buttons that spoke at random intervals. Talking back at it hadn't done anything. He was lost, bruised, and getting more than a little worried.

[ooc: Just name a spot and we'll say he's there.]

Comments

[harpbeat]

Eater was out and about too: at this moment she had just finished her shopping, and was carrying a large bag of clothes that obscured her vision enough that she bumped into someone upon exiting the store.

"Ooof! I apologize, sir." She peered around her bag to see if he was alright.

[scorpiospider]

Thump. "Hey! Watch where you're going!" Even if the little thirteen year old wasn't paying attention herself.

[genius_idiot]

Neville will come across a pizza delivery boy man on break, a bicycle leaned against the wall of a building as he has a smoke. There's a bag strapped to the back rack of the bike, his deliveries snuggled inside. But they can wait. It was cigarette break time. Just one problem - his lighter was dead.

"Hey, you! Got a light?"

OH GOD LET ME ON THIS CR

[fourteenthscion]

Walking back from work, Neah noticed this confused boy passing by him. The confused look was familiar upon newcomers of Prospero. Upon seeing this -- He, in good conscious built from being here, could not simply leave him wandering Prospero. Instead, he turned his heel and shouted.

"Excuse me, Young man?" Course, every "young man" on the block turned their head and looked at Neah. Ah well.

LATE TAG IS LATE BUT NEVILLE 8D

[crimsonbells]

Chitose has been doing a little exploring - mind, for her that entails merely actually moving about the hotel, rather than staying locked tightly up in the room she shares with Itsuki.

So if Neville happens to be in the lobby of the hotel, he may see a small ten-year-old girl sitting in an armchair far too big for her, arms folded on the chair's arm and chin resting on them, watching the world go by with great, if timid, interest.