isleofavalon | A Busy Wizard’s Winter (Open)

Who: Harry, Rose the Pygmy Puff, and YOU!
What: Café Work, Practicing Kinetic Magic, Snowball Fight, and Goblins!
When: All of December
Where: Avalon’s city center, training grounds, snowball fight area, and lower town
Warnings: None at the moment, will update this when something comes up

Teen Barista
It took some time for Harry to search high and low for a job that can allow teens as employees, but he is doing work as a part-time barista in the café within city center. Sure, it is not exactly what he has in mind back home, but this should do for now; patiently taking orders, brewing drinks, and dealing with customer concerns and complaints. Today is very busy at the moment with the lunch rush starting to happen and people are entering the café looking for a place to sit and something to eat. What’s more: there are seasonal drinks and foods made to tie into the Winter Solstice season and everyone will be salivating over them for sure. Luckily, his kinetic magic is also handy in getting plenty of tasks he has as a barista from delivering drinks and food to quickly getting spare change from the cash register while he multitasks on the fly during this time of the year.

Thankfully, the owner/manager is kind enough to let Rose accompany him at work, though he has been told not to let her run amok or eat up supplies while at work, which they both comply around the clock. You can catch him taking your order (or someone else’s order) or making drinks on the fly. Or say hi to Rose while she dances around on top of the food display case.

Mind Over Matter
It’s about time that he gets to put his newfound kinetic magic to good use. Upon arriving at the training area, he walks towards a clearing with Rose riding on his head this time, doing her best to maintain her balance while her master walks down the dirt and rock covered path. Putting down his backpack onto a fallen log which acts as a bench and with Rose hopping onto the log to sit on, he could see rocks, twigs, and fallen branches of various sizes on the ground.

Harry then does his best to visualize a magical force tossing those things at him like playing catch or chasing after a Golden Snitch during a round of Quidditch before flicking his right index and middle fingers towards a rock and when it flies towards him, he immediately catches it at once. Rose happily squeaks in joy as her master captures a rock. Soon his focus targets a fallen branch the size of his arm and he attempts to make it float by lifting his right hand up to the sky. The branch slowly rises up for a few meters and stay that way for around 3 minutes before it landed on the ground. Not by much, but at least he gets some practice while he’s at it.

Feel free to chat with him and practice magic together.

Trial and Icy Errors
Snowball fights sound like fun, that’s what Harry thought to himself when he sees Merlin sending a text about practising magic through snowball fights and he has been looking forward for any opportunities to get better at it. After all, he does have kinetic magic, so he has a bit of an advantage to slug some snowballs at people for fun. Thank Merlin that it happens to be on his day off from the café so he gets out there, carrying a basket full of shimmering rainbow snowballs and loose rainbow snow while Rose stays cozy inside one of his coat pockets with her head sticking out to see snow falling all over.

Harry then begins to float a trio of snowballs before maneuvering his right index finger to fling them into some trees for target practice and he soon discovers whenever he sends three snowballs at his selected target, they either expand in size faster than Aunt Marge after she had pushed him too far before bursting into rainbow snow slushie or bounce back and hit at random trees and rocks or sometimes flying back at him, the last one has him dodging them as swiftly as he can. In addition, he is also being careful with how much snow needed to pack into a snowball as he witnessed some people having trouble with snowballs with large sizes.

And to make things even more interesting, a group of mischievous people is flinging snowballs at him at random behind his back: Harry has to run fast and dodge faster from the mischievous snowball fight participants before he finds some shelter behind a large bush, all while carrying that basket of rainbow snowballs and snow. While he is busy sending snowballs to fly at his opponents, he then turns to the person next to him, saying, “Well, it looks like we got to stick together to scare them off.”

Jack Bredbeddle(s)
The quest sounds simple enough: get the mischievous Jack Bredbeddle and turn him over to the authorities. Harry knows this sounds like a great chance to help the locals out during his free time and days off. He has been gathering information from the people who witnessed Jack’s antics and pranks so he can keep up to date and track the man down. Soon enough, he has caught on to the pattern and was slowly inching closer to getting Jack and ending his pranking spree.

Luckily, he has been looking a close eye on the green tint in ‘Jack’'s sclera when he catches him trying to set some horses loose on the streets one mid-morning and yanks in him with levitation towards him so he can take the fellow to the authorities. Except that he wasn’t expecting that there would be more than ONE Jack Bredbeddle, as he soon finds himself getting swarmed by goblins: small green goblins, not like the goblins he was used to seeing back home, these ones are terrifying as they can get.

The young former wizard does his best to keep them at bay by pushing them away from him and the onlooking crowds as far as possible and hopefully into nets, although he does know he will need some help if he wants to end these goblins’ terror on the people.

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"The free kind."

He spoke with a grumble as the job hunting front wasn't going as well for him.

"I can't afford anything else and no one out there seems to realize the benefits of hiring a demon... They just throw a wolfsbane sprig at you and slam the door."

“Well, I’ll see if I can get you that,” Harry takes note of the order before hearing about Crowley’s not so stellar luck with job hunting, “That’s strange: I assume that the locals could use help in any form at any job these days, and why would anyone throw wolfsbane at strangers?”

"Maybe they were gifted with an especially bountiful harvest..."

Crowley drawled before almost lazily rolling his head to look out of the window at the Pooka, now known as Shadow, looking back in at him.

"Or its his fault. Demon and a Pooka. Not the sort anyone wants to associate with."

“Guess that man will be missing out another person willing to lend a hand,” Harry jokingly chimes in before heading to talk to the manager regarding free coffee.

After getting an answer from them (he was expecting to hear a ‘No’ from them, but to his surprise, it is a yes), he then proceeds to brew a cup of coffee for Crowley and brings it to him.

“Here you go, didn’t expected to hear a yes from the manager, but they do offer free coffee too,” he tells the demon as he delivers the coffee.

The establishment had done well to agree. He was in no mood for another disappointment. Crowley grabbed the free creamer and poured enough into the Coffee to make it a light cream color. Some of the sugar cubes followed the cream. He did not offer any thanks, that was unbecoming of a demon, but he did enjoy the drink with a good long sip.

"Free Coffee, I'll have to remember that. I got used to coffee in New York. Coffee is huge in New York, you almost need to inject it into a vein to get by. I do miss tea though. Don't suppose they ever have free tea days?"

“They also offer free tea as well,” Harry answers, “They offer them every other day. New Yorkers must into be their coffee as much as the British are into their tea. Never been to New York before, the farthest I have been to is Scotland for school: it’s a boarding school I went to.”

His snarl took on a familiarity. He had been to Scotland before and he waxed grumpily about it over his free coffee.

"Been to Scotland a few times. It was cold, damp... good festivals." He took another sip, "You went to Boarding School? Why, parents trying to get rid of you?"

“No, I was living with some relatives by the time I started attending boarding school: my parents passed away while I was a baby on Halloween,” Harry sighs as he replies, “My relatives aren’t exactly among the friendliest people to hang out with.”

As much as he hates to admit, he still can’t shake off the memories of neglect and bullying from his Aunt and Uncle, though Dudley did changed for the better after saving him from getting the Dementor’s Kiss. He will spare Crowley the hard-hitting details for now.

“The school was the closest thing that I could call as home, and I had made friends in there,” he adds in.

"And then you found yourself here. Far away from all those friends."

As a demon Crowley felt the need to point this out even if he personally didn't care for life's little cruelty's to affect children.

"Working a Coffee shop," a glance past Harry to a customer who was trying not to be noticed as he slipped towards the door, "With a non-paying customer trying to do a runner. OI! Leave the kid a tip at least!"

“Yes, it happened a month ago and it is still sad not to be with them for this long,” Harry replies with a heavy heart.

Uh oh, a customer trying to leave without tipping! This sends the young barista to go after them and asks them very kindly to pay him the tip before leaving, otherwise they could get into trouble with the manager.

The customer reluctantly relents and gives him the gold for the tip in question (via phone transactions) before they head out: Oh Merlin, that was a close one.

Crowley just sat back, drinking his coffee and watching the fracas between Harry and the reluctant-to-pay customer. It was a bit boring... Harry only had to confront the guy and that was it? There could at least have been a few curse words involved! This place needed a demon's influence.

"Is there any crime around here at all?"

The young barista just sighs as he walks back to behind the bar area, wondering what made the customer to try to avoid tipping café employees like him.

“I don’t really know since I am still adjusting to living in here, but if there is one being reported on, the person responsible either pays a fine or serve some jail time. But then again, I’m not an expert in Avalon’s justice system,” Harry speaks up to Crowley.

The demon shrugged and finished off his free coffee. The justice system was something he was just going to have to look into himself some time... possibly, just to get the lay of the land.

"It was floor show anyway."

He stood but left the empty mug there on the counter as you do.

"Should I thank you for the coffee?"

“Yes, you can if you want to,” Harry tells him while picking up the coffee mug, “Although anyone who avails for free coffee or tea doesn’t have to worry about tipping if they don’t have gold on hand.”

He thought about offering his thanks for a moment, especially as no tip would be required but...

"Nah!"

Old habits won out. Crowley was already sauntering his way back to the door as he waved over his shoulder.

"Chow, kid."

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