April 11th, 1892 - The Augurey
Kieran had been quiet and feeling vaguely ill through the meeting, an odd early-afternoon get-together that was ostensibly planned for today because Jude Was Back but alternatively was planned for today because when the sun went down, Kieran would be flinging himself against the floorboards of Jude's attic.
He shaded in his notebook the whole time, dark to light, not looking. And at the end of things, he was feeling — uneasy. Unsure. And there were only a few hours left. (But if this wasn't Jude — what was he even going to do about it?)
"I'm not sure I'm convinced," Kieran said, angling his head towards the purple hair that Jude was presently sporting — this person sounded like Jude, he even essentially looked like Jude, and yet. Kieran wasn't sure. It was the first full moon night, and he wasn't convinced.
Jude Wright Elias Grimstone
He shaded in his notebook the whole time, dark to light, not looking. And at the end of things, he was feeling — uneasy. Unsure. And there were only a few hours left. (But if this wasn't Jude — what was he even going to do about it?)
"I'm not sure I'm convinced," Kieran said, angling his head towards the purple hair that Jude was presently sporting — this person sounded like Jude, he even essentially looked like Jude, and yet. Kieran wasn't sure. It was the first full moon night, and he wasn't convinced.
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