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    11.21 A glimpse at post-move changes.
    11.13 This news is not at all big. Do not bother with it.
    11.10 Election update!
    11.07 We have Posting Wizards!
    11.06 A big announcement...
    11.04 Happy AC day!
    11.03 Banner time!
    11.03 Welcome to November!
    10.29 October is waning...
    10.17 Election 1887 campaign ledgers are up!
    10.16 Kayte's changed her (Charming) face!
    10.10 Congrats to September's PW winners Olive and Miri!
    10.03 An update on the Hogwarts ban...
    10.01 It's now October~
    09.30 The AC Approaches
    09.24 We have new Wenches!
    November 1887
    Strange Sensations
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    July 1st, World Market

    Even though with their introduction to floo powder, the Restell siblings were only ever a brief walk and a quick trip through a fireplace away from everything in magical Britain, she and her younger brother had both been positively delighted by the news that there would be a wizarding market place opening up here, in London. Rena didn't understand why it was only going to last a week--the Soho marketplace and the Pantheon Bazaar both lasted year-round, after all. If this was going to be their only chance to experience it, though, they were certainly going to make the best of it.

    They'd had to go to Diagon Alley first, and exchange their usual assortment of normal money for strange looking coins that Rena wasn't sure she understood. Ezra seemed to know how to handle them, though, and would probably be handling any of their transactions if they were to buy something--Rena's own small coin purse was really just a precaution, in case something happened to his.

    She liked going places with Ezra. He was much more fun than her usual chaperones--all of whom were locked out of this strange new world they were discovering. He was also, apparently, just as easily distracted as she was--or at the very least, not quite as adept at keeping track of her as she wandered about as the usual battery of older women were. No more than twenty minutes after their arrival in the market, she'd lost him entirely. That was certainly not ideal... but since it had happened, maybe she could make the best of his disappearance? She had a little money--she didn't even know how much, because it was all so strange--so maybe she could find something to buy Ezra that he would like? She'd never be able to get him any surprise present, otherwise--he was the only person who could chaperone her into these strange magical places, and now that they knew about the magical world, she could hardly buy him a boring, normal present.

    Rena knew that he wanted a wand. He'd talked about it so often, and said it was the key to unlocking all sorts of magic he wanted to learn. She knew, essentially, nothing about wands, including how expensive they were... but maybe she could look, and sort of price one out, if she didn't have enough? Besides, if this marketplace did sell wands, that might very well be where Ezra had gotten off to!

    She didn't know how to go about finding a wand-seller, or even what one might look like if she did, but just at that moment a man who looked startlingly familiar happened by. She didn't remember his name, but then, she seldom did. She had definitely met him, though--she just couldn't remember when. Or where. Well... hopefully they were good enough acquaintances that he wouldn't object to answering her questions!

    Approaching boldly--much more so than she might have, had he not looked so familiar--Rena greeted him with a brief, "Good morning," then launched immediately in to her questions: "Do you know if they sell wands here? I've gotten separated from my brother, somehow, and I think perhaps he might have ended up looking for wands. If they do sell them, anyway."

    @Ezra Vablatsky / @Odira Potter
    FYI @Ezra Restell
    It seemed foolish, really, not to stop off to check out the Marketplace—especially when he worked in the city, and doing so would save him a trip from Birmingham later. The wizard was decidedly impressed, as there seemed to be no end to the variety of products available and the variety of merchants on-site from countries so exotic that Ezra Vablatsky had not even heard of some of them.

    In spite of this, at the woman’s question, Ezra hesitated.

    “I confess, I’m not wholly certain,” the healer admitted. He felt for her, for she did not look to be local to the area, for all that her English was good, and even at the best of times, it was uncomfortable to become separated from one’s companions. “Though if your brother is in the market for a wand, he would be best off venturing to Diagon Alley, for Ollivander’s wands are far superior to anything you might find here, I imagine.”
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    "Oh!" Rena said, trying to wrap her head around the strange word. Ollivander's. She'd have to remember to tell Ezra that, when she found him, because she knew he was looking for a wand. At least they already knew where Diagon Alley was, so that was a step in the right direction! "I'll let him know, thank you," she said with a bubbly smile. While she appreciated the advice, however, it did not at all solve the problem of what she was going to do to find her brother now.

    Ezra might still have been looking for a wand, since he would have no reason to know that whatever he found here wouldn't be the best wands, but if this very-familiar-stranger didn't know where the wands were, that wasn't going to help her much. What else would have caught his eye? Just about anything could have, and Rena didn't know half of what was even here, so she wouldn't be able to speculate on that front.

    "What did you come here to buy?" she asked the man abruptly. Maybe that would be able to shed some light on what might have caught Ezra's eye? Or maybe he had even been with Ezra somewhere, if they knew each other--she still didn't really recall how well she knew this man, just that she did, somehow.
    Her English was flawless, but if she did not know Ollivander’s, Ezra was now quite certain that the woman was not from here. That, and her…abruptness. That was certainly not the English way!

    “I came to take it in, rather than shop properly,” the wizard replied with a small, if slightly awkward, smile. It was rather more a direct question than he had been expecting, and the healer’s answer was hardly a thrilling one. “London is a large place, but it is rare that we have something quite so exotic as this. I may have wound up kicking myself, had I missed it.”

    What would he do, if this brother of hers did not reappear? Plainly, she was adrift in the crowd, and as a lady could find herself in a great deal of trouble if left unescorted.
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    "Oh, it is?" she asked in response to his comment that an event of this type was rare. Rena frowned slightly at that. She'd had so little experience the magical world so far that she had presumed events like this were rather common place. She supposed it was something like the exhibition fairs they'd occasionally had in the normal parts of London, so it made sense that there wouldn't be one just every day. But it had been so exciting, to imagine that the magical world was just constantly bringing in exotic and wonderful things! Not that the rest of the magical world wasn't just as exotic and wonderful, from her outside perspective, but if this was a rarity, there would soon be significantly less to explore.

    "I confess I'm a little disappointed," she admitted with a slight shrug as she eyed one of the nearby stalls. "I was hoping you magical folk were always this interesting."
    Ezra felt his entire body tense.

    You magical folk.

    Of course, given where he lived, his heritage, the healer had had ample interaction with muggles throughout his life—and, in fact, still did. But an ignorant muggle was one thing, while a muggle smack-dab in the middle of a magical event was a horse of a different colour. Ezra was not a fool; he knew that non-magical individuals often accompanied siblings, spouses, children into magical London. But to leave them so utterly alone in the midst of a crowd they could not be expected to navigate? That was wholly deplorable.

    And also left the healer in an undesirable situation.

    “I think that you might find much about the magical world to entertain you,” he countered, “were your brother here to show it to you. If it is not this event, it is another, or a grand discovery.”

    At the word brother, he craned his neck in the hopes of spotting someone who could conceivably be so to this muggle.
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    Rena was entirely oblivious to the man's discomfort, but unless she was particularly paying attention, she tended to be oblivious to most social cues, so this was not entirely unusual. She was still working on the assumption that she knew this man from somewhere else and that he knew her, as well. If he hadn't, he certainly would have said something about it by now and asked for an introduction. If he knew her, he probably also knew her family (she didn't go many places without them) and almost certainly knew Ezra (because she really didn't go to magical places without him, as a general rule). As such, she felt comfortable making a playful face at the suggestion that Ezra would be able to teach her much about the magical world. He did like to pretend he was very knowledgeable, and he probably knew more than Rena did, but she wasn't entirely convinced he was really as well informed as he seemed to think he was.

    "I'm sure Ezra would be very flattered that you said so," she teased lightly. "But we're both so new to it all that I don't imagine he'd be a very good tour guide."

    Not that she was really complaining. She was inquisitive enough to explore things without much oversight, though it would have been handy to have someone around who could reliably answer her questions, instead of just mutually speculating on everything.
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    Hearing his own name on her lips threw the wizard—had he introduced himself? Why was she speaking of him in such a fashion when he was right there? Why the informality? Altogether this was becoming a very peculiar and disquieting social situation.

    And then it clicked in—Ezra was, he hoped, her ‘missing’ brother, and she was not speaking of Ezra at all.

    The time he took to reach this conclusion was altogether an awkward length, and so he felt the need to sheepishly explain, “My apologies for my confusion, Miss—when you said ‘Ezra’, I thought you to be speaking of me. Mr. Ezra Vablatsky, healer,” he concluded.
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    The pause was long enough for even Rena, oblivious as she was, to realize that something was the matter. She assumed it was something she had said, because when social situations got awkward it was more or less always something that she had said. When he introduced himself, she understood his hesitation immediately--jumping the gun on an introduction was not at all unusual for someone with her particular talents and particularly vague state of mind, most of the time. Rena had gotten herself into a pickle before by 'knowing' someone she had never met.

    "Oh, dear," she said with an intense frown. "Are we only just now meeting? I'm sorry, I'm rubbish at first meetings and introductions. I never realize until I've made a fool of myself," she said, cheeks flushing. "Miss Severina Restell, sir--and I really am sorry, I thought we'd met already," she explained rather abashedly.
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       Ezra Vablatsky
    “You must be acquainted with my brother, then,” Ezra returned, happy the situation seemed to be clear cut. “Mr. Micajah Vablatsky are so similar in look that it is only our mannerisms that truly set us apart—and if you do not know both of us well, the subtleties can be easily missed.”

    The confusion was not entirely uncommon, though had fortunately dwindled after the twins had left Hogwarts.
    @Severina Restell
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    Rena knew she hadn't met Mr. Mee-Cage-uh at all (or at least, she strongly suspected that she hadn't). Certainly she would have remembered such a bizarre name? She did tend to forget names frequently, that much was true, but most people had terribly dull names. No, she thought the more likely scenario was that she 'remembered' meeting this gentleman, but she couldn't very well just say as much. Her parents had done everything they could amongst normal social circles to try and minimize how strange she was, and they had long since ingrained in her a hesitation to come right out and say what she thought to be true. Instead, she tried whenever possible to defer to the social cues of others--and this gentleman had offered her a perfect out, as it so happened, even if she didn't believe it.

    "Yes, that must be it," she agreed readily, cheeks still flushed. "I'm sorry for the mistake. I won't take up any more of your time, sir, and my apologies."