IC: Prospective | Mituna Captor

[helmetdoesnothing]

Character: Mituna Captor
Mun: Fiona
Plot Specific: N

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5H117

C4N 50M30N3 L37 M3 1N70 7H3 FUCKN1G C0MM0N R00M
I 4M 50 FUFKC1NG S1CK 0F 7H15 C1RCUL4R R1DDL3 BU5L5H17 R0W3N4 R4V3NCL4W W45 0N3 M3553 DUP B1HCH7H
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[Translation: Shit

Can someone let me into the fucking common room
I am so fucking sick of this circular riddle bullshit. Rowena Ravenclaw was one messed up bitch.
God]



((Apologies in advance for foul language, possible inappropriate innuendo, and just generally not being able to understand half of what this guy is saying. Story here is, he was a gifted young Wizard, until a bad accident with a backfired spell in his third year. While still able to perform magic, he now makes rather a poor example of a Ravenclaw student and has trouble getting into the common room on a daily basis.

I'm still working on getting this guy acceptable for this kind of setting so if anything he says is too far, let me know :>))

Comments

[helmetdoesnothing]

[Sollux why won't you just tell him the answer. Why]

Don't know.

[notthebee2]

[Because Sollux believes his brother can get there!]

Okay...

What doeth a poker dealer do.

[helmetdoesnothing]

[Long pause right here. Mituna frowns]

... Dealth the cards.

[notthebee2]

[ Sollux smiles a bit. ]

Where doeth he deal them?

[helmetdoesnothing]

... On a--

[Oh.

There it is]

[notthebee2]

[ Sollux is just gleeful.]

Tho?

What ith plathed on a table and cut, but never eaten?

[helmetdoesnothing]

Playing cardth!!!

[notthebee2]

[ And almost like a gesture of "WOW FUCKING FINALLY KID", the door creaked open. Sollux was still smiling. ]

You did it!

[ He went to grab Mituna's hand but hesitated and held back, instead using it to put his glasses back in place. ]

Do you think you can tholve tomorrow'th by yourthelf?

[helmetdoesnothing]

[The grin on his face is near dazzling for the fact that he actually opened the door, and he scrambled up to his feet, entirely missing the hand almost extended to touch his]

Yeth. I think so.

[Probably not]

[notthebee2]

Thweet.

[ Mituna's smiles were always contagious. ]

But if you ever need any help, jutht call me, ok?

[helmetdoesnothing]

Yeah.

[Still looking pleased, he took a step towards the common room door, then looked back over his shoulder, and smiled again. It was a small, soft curve of his lips, and he spoke quietly]

Thanks, little man.

[notthebee2]

[ He could shed a single tear. ]

No problem, Bro.