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Luna Lovegood ([info]luna_llena) wrote in [info]vas_captio_rpg,
Luna's lips stretched into a smile, "I didn't realize. It was quite funny now that I think about it," distractedly she laughed for a second, as she reran what he had said in that context. Even while she wondered if the children of Fae required spiritual guidance. Never before had she heard of a Fae needing a wand to focus their magic, however.

There was no flinching away from his fixing her wayward hair. That short-lived tic of hers had appeared and disappeared long ago. "Tracy?" Came the curious question, wondering at the name. It was an unusual name, she thought. Even as she sounded it out in her head. Ter-ayh-cee. Huh.

With a wave of her hand, Luna dismissed her former words. Or rather the memories of their truth, "Truthfully, there has been little cause for alarm in years. The Aurors handle any such problems anymore." People could do wondrous things, she knew, even while some rare ones did bad.

She nodded, "Ron always did go on and on about how several attempted to consume him when we were all children. Never did tell me whether they had three white spots or two, I consider it a lost opportunity." Acromantulas did not overly interest her, people already knew they existed, and therefore were not a challenge. Always on the look out, she was, for a mysterious creature to be discovered and studied.

"Oh!" Came the sound of realization, "Like Pipeweed? I once met a wizard who was always smoking the stuff. Had an obsession with jewelry." Not many wizard that she knew of were so attached to golden, shining things, but to each their own in her opinion. Smoothing her hands down the front of the hoodie as she settled into the fabric around her, she nodded. "Very much so." If she had had any clue as to where her wand was, she could have cast a warming charm, but a Muggle piece of clothing did quite well on its own.


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