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Luna D. Lovegood ([info]luna_l) wrote in [info]pandorarpg,
@ 2011-12-06 18:47:00

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Entry tags:^date: november 06 2003, character: luna lovegood, character: michael corner

Who: Michael and Luna
When: 11am
Where: Rook Cottage
What: Puzzles and Challenges
Warnings: Safe for work [i.e. low]


Setting up for lunch gave Luna another reason she loved being able to call her own hours. She'd gotten up when the nightmare had struck, deciding to head out and start work then return for a nap. A couple hours into her nap, she woke again screaming. It was nearly ten in the morning, perfect time to get up, so perhaps it wasn't that much of a loss. Though shaking was not the easiest way to prepare lunch. Still, she managed and the kettle was ready at eleven proper. She wasn't sure what Michael liked for lunch and having forgotten, she chose to make sandwiches. Pickles and cheese as well as a duck and chutney. That way he had a couple of choices.

Her father was off for the day, looking again for the Crumpled-Horned Snorkack. She was beginning to doubt its existence, but that was something she wasn't ready to discuss with him. However, that did mean that the likelihood of them being interrupted would be extremely low, a definite plus.

She frowned looking around the living room. She would have preferred to have a pensieve for this excursion, but still, it wouldn't do to get an expensive item simply to spill it intentionally.

Checking the kettle once more, she waited for Michael.



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[info]mlcorner
2011-12-09 06:39 pm UTC (link)
Michael nodded while she spoke, more thoughts flying into his head. This time he tried to speak aloud as he thought, instead of keeping quiet. "Alright so let's think through this. What do we know about memories so far?" Michael hadn't ever studied them at length, but he knew what they'd learned in lessons. "We can pull them from our minds and put them in a pensieve if we so desire, watch them as if we were watching a film. Others can see them as well, even if they weren't there at the time. That would be like the dreams you lot are having, if that's what they are...

"Okay so using that logic, we should be able to extract them. Also using that logic, we should be able to extract any other memory of someone's, say mine, and put it into someone else's head, like yours. If these are this Pandora Zurlo person's memories, or someone she knows, then somehow she's put her memories into everyone else's heads. But how? And why? Well I guess we'll worry about that later and just focus on trying the other bits first."

Michael was not really aware that he was rambling, but that's how he usually got when he was trying to figure things out. He was excitable and jittery and talkative. He really did love thinking. "Alright so let's try pulling a memory first and see what we can do with it, yeah?" He stood up and nodded. "Okay so, what do you want to try first?"

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