Kiki heads out around midday or early afternoon.

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Tying a scarf around her neck, Kiki picks up her basket and marches out of the dorm, for once, not on her broom. In the other hand, she's holding a hatchet. She's cutting across the fields towards the forest.


EDIT: Later in the afternoon, she returns. Since the weather has turned cloudy and a little cold, she sits in the 4th floor common room. Her basket is full of long grasses cut from the meadow and the is carrying a thick sapling, taller than she is.

She pulls out a knife and begins shaving down the bark off the sapling.

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((ooc: what floor is this on?))

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[ooc: Ooops, sorry! The 4th.]

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((Want JConnor to come and play?))

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(Sure, if you want :) This was mostly just if anyone was passing by ;-) ]

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[She'll probably be there again tomorrow, working, too]

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Bored and wandering, John followed the sound, to find someone whittling a stick.

"Hallo. What'cha doin?"

OH NOES! VIOLATING THE WEAPONS BAN! ROVER! ROOOOOOOOOVEEEEEEEEEEER!!

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[HAHAHAH, I totally never even throught of the weapons ban!! OK, I have NO idea where she got the knife from. Filched out of a handy nearby supply closet.]

Kiki looks up, a little startled. "Hi... um... I'm sorry, I don't think I remember your name," she finishes, cheeks flushing with embarrassment. "But actually I'm, um... making a broom."

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"John. John Connor. And you're making a broom? Wouldn't a hatchet be better?"

[I sooo want to have Connor pull out the Crocodile Dundee style Bowie knife]

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"I'm Kiki - nice to meet you," She says, setting the knife down. "I had a hatchet before, to cut the tree down, but the knife actually does the trick alright for shaping. I'm not good enough with the hatchet to use it for carving down the broomstick."


[Flashbacks to "That's not a knife. THAT'S a knife." scene, heh! Having Croc Dundee at this school would rule.]

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"Well, it just takes practice. And heavy pants. And, of course, the trick is to cut away, not towards, your body."

"Silly question, but why are you making a broom? Halloween just ended, and I'm sure you could just borrow one from the custodial closets around here."

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Kiki grins. "Well, this one isn't for sweeping. It's a gift, for a new friend of mine. I mean, I can't afford a fancy broom from a store...but she really seemed to like the one I made for myself - good speed, stability, turning and such. I'm sure I'm not a phenomenal broom-maker, but since she liked it so much, I figured I'd make one for her: practice my skills a little."

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"Wait a minute. Speed? Stability? Turning? Either I'm mistaken, or you're not talking about sweeping."

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Kiki laughs. "No, it's for flying. Basic construction is similar, but you have to be a bit more particular on how you make a flying broom."

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"FOr... flying? LIke a witch and all?"


John paused, for a very long minute.

"Can anyone learn how to fly a broom or is this something, yanno, instinctive? Hereditary?"



((what tournament? I THOUGHT YOU HAD FORGOTTEN MEEEEEE! *angsty fake sob*))

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"Yep, I'm a witch - well, training, anyway. It is certainly much easier to fly if you have witch or wizard blood in your ancestry, or some other form of supernatural ability, but I think, if you are very focused, anyone might be able to have even a little bit of luck at it. Do you want to give it a try sometime?"

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John pondered for a minute. "Yes. Yes I would. What all's involved?"

((So... I take it you fence? :P ))

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"Well," Kiki begins slowly, "It's a little difficult to describe. I once lost my powers, and I couldn't remember what I did to fly, you know? Part of it is just really wanting to know the joy of flight, and part of it is concentration, being totally focused on the task, plus all the technical aspects of it. Then you have to be able to mix all this together the right way to get it to work. And you can't be afraid of it, or think that you'll fail - because then, of course, you will.

"Have you heard of Into the Black? The flying club on campus? We've done a small amount of work with brooms in there - there's a few others than fly, too. You should stop by sometime, between all of us, we could probably teach you a little."