-till we come face to face-

*pacing through piles of books in his office, the weird light from his glowing skull casting odd flares over the narrow walls*


[[Private]]

One advantage of this prank is that I will be able to carry myself to the day's festivities without having to ask anybody for help. How he persuaded the cursed thing to move with me rather than anchoring me in place... *irritated handwave* It must be a fluke. If Dark magic had any power to alter my sentence, I would have discovered it long ago.

..Time.... well, best be getting on with it.

[[/private]]


*turns with a show of nervous energy, strides for the door, and is brought up short with his nasal cavity against the wood*

...

*a muttered curse* Though there are inconveniences as well.

*grumbling, orders the door to open and let him through*