The Wizard who knows too much.

[aphoenixsong]

I have been enjoying the tomes you keep tucked away in various dusty corners, however you are correct in thinking I would like more freedom. Are we speaking seriously on the matter or - ?

[A small, knowing smile follows. Damn you, Dumbledore.]

One does begin to miss - what was the word your acquaintance used? - ah yes - bastards when they are missing for long periods of time.

Comments

[kaijuaresnacks]

Bastards have their own unique taste, a mix of self preservation mixed with cowardice and selfishness.

[aphoenixsong]

I am unique in that a generous helping of genius has been added to the mix.

[kaijuaresnacks]

They are a pleasure to devour, with them pleading for their lives and offering innocence before their own while I decide to eat them anyway.

Of course, I consume those innocence thereafter, but I like a generous diet.

[aphoenixsong]

You are indeed unique, Madam. [And not one he wants to associate with for long periods of time.] I would never offer an innocent life before my own. I am fully capable of accepting punishment for my wrong-doings.

[ladyofrivendell]

[Tsk tsk.] Books shouldn't be kept in dusty corners.

[The elven lady finds somewhere to sit comfortably and watches him with a smile.]

My mundane is positively ecstatic at seeing someone playing you.

[aphoenixsong]

It cannot be helped. One cannot air-out one's head unless they possess a Pensieve. She does not.

[He bows his head to her respectfully.]

Is that so?

[ladyofrivendell]

A Pensieve? Such a thing is foreign to me, I fear.

Oh yes, you're her absolute favorite character.

[aphoenixsong]

It is a a rarity even in my world. One can siphon out unwanted thoughts and place them within the bowl to be viewed at one's leisure.

I am flattered.

[courageous_wit]

Oh... Professor Dumbledore.

[aphoenixsong]

Miss Granger. Are you well?

[courageous_wit]

Yes. It's just... the last time I saw you, you were much younger.

[aphoenixsong]

Time does behave oddly in this realm.

[atomic_wrath]

[Godzilla had no idea what dust or tomes were, but he had an inkling what bastards were and he fit the term.

Still, he feels little shame for his reputation on Earth.]

[aphoenixsong]

[Good for you, Godzilla. Everyone can't be knights in shining armor.

Think of the glare!]

[atomic_wrath]

[Godzilla was only concerned about his son and maybe a few humans that had caught his interests. Maybe. A little.

Godzilla had to deal with Mothra's sparkly attacks, so he'd prefer to keep away from wearing the armor of his mechanical twin.]

[aphoenixsong]

[Dumbledore was concerned about...everyone, really. He knew there would be sacrifice no matter what and he chose his pieces wisely. Whether or not said pieces ever forgive him is another thing entirely.]

[masked_stag]

Hello Professor. Nice to see you again!

[aphoenixsong]

Mister Potter. I had wondered if you would pay me a visit.

[masked_stag]

Well, us dead guys have to stick together! [James winked. Excuse him, he's been around a while.]

[aphoenixsong]

Death is quite enlightening. [And a relief. Dumbledore has been around for some time himself.]

[immaculat]

[ She scrunches her nose somewhat. ] It is of a gentle heart to be able to miss, ah,... those kind of individuals.

[aphoenixsong]

[He looks apologetic.] It was not my intention for a lady such as yourself to hear foul language.

[immaculat]

[ Her expression brightens. ] It is quite alright; my meaning still stands.

[aphoenixsong]

Do you possess such a gentle heart?

canon: When They Cry

[19th_person]

[The disembodied voice of a haughty lady speaks.] Does a wingless bird seek freedom?

[A flock of golden butterflies flutters into Dumbledore's midst. They congregate in an area a few feet away from the ancient wizard. A golden aura expands from their gilded bodies into the silhouette of a well-dressed lady. Finally, the hallowed insects dissipate along with the silhouette, revealing the grandiose form of the Golden Witch, Beatrice.]

Should it take a single step out of its cage, it shall fall to its inevitable doom.