Third Seed; [Action]

[nearlychosen]

[Good evening, Luceti. It's just past sunset, and neighbors around House 26 might have noticed Neville outdoors a bit later than usual, fussing with an overgrown potted ivy. A wave of a wand and a cheated mumbled incantation later, the plant has grown to twice its size. From there, it's a bit of a boring magic show while he works with ineffective spells, some of them providing mobility to the little vines; mostly, though, there's nothing. Fully engrossed in his work, he doesn't notice some of the vines loosely coiling around him until they begin contracting against his forearms. He yelps in surprise and sets to work stunning the wispy strands, which might have been easier if he'd work on mobilizing it before it was the size of a rather large cat.

Little help?]

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[outwalks.livejournal.com]

Ah—excuse me!

[nearlychosen.livejournal.com]

[Oldschool brick or newschool DS? Please say brick.]

[Traditionally speaking, harnessing lightning (which is what electricity does, right? That's as far as Neville's understood it) is a tool used to promote plant growth. However, these aren't exactly traditional circumstances, and the electricity works to at least displace some of the magic he's worked on it, leaving most of the vines to lie limp. Once it does so, he kneels beside it as if checking for some kind of Plant Whisper-y vital signs, not bothering to look over at his mysterious savior.] Then perhaps it's a species unique to my world. Thank you for the help, doubly so for not setting it aflame. [Fire would have been the obvious solution; it says much that this person is aware enough to seek an alternate.]

You remind me that i really do need to make time to actually *play* the copy of SO4 I bought. XD

[nearlychosen.livejournal.com]

["Companion" is a strong word. The ravenous plant in question is partly to be used for defense against Draco's presence, should there come a time it isn't a complete deathtrap. But for right now, he isn't actively seeking the help of others, though a bit of it has gotten itself wrapped his wand and engaging in something of a tug of war at the moment. Minor setbacks, really.]

[loyalotter.livejournal.com]

[Hermione hears the yelp and glances out the window... only to see that Neville is doing something. Not that Neville and plants are a terribly unfamiliar sight, but the way that one's hooking around him reminds her of Devil's Snare. Well, no time to sit around trying to decide if it likes or hates light and fire. She heads outside.]

Neville, what are you doing? Stupefy!

Yes, you should~!

[13th_captain]

[This entire thing is just getting more and more ridiculous by the moment. As much fun as it is for him to watch this little struggle, the sooner he can get this over with, the sooner he can leave. Lifting his scythe above his head, he issues a single command to the boy:]

Hold still.

[invidia-keeper.livejournal.com]

[New school. Naoya is up to date on things!]
Mmhm.

How does that plant work? Or rather, how did you modify it?

[gravity-splode.livejournal.com]

[...That is a rather active plant you've got there.]

[nearlychosen.livejournal.com]

The one at home is primarily used as a security measure. It eats trespassers. [And since he has no idea who Naoya is, that's all the information he's willing to dispense just now.]

[invidia-keeper.livejournal.com]

Naturally.

You used a wand, though? [He thinks that's what those are called. He has seen Draco use it before.

And good thing he doesn't, else Neville really wouldn't tell him anything.]

[nearlychosen.livejournal.com]

I did. I'm a wizard. [He puffs a bit as he says that, feeling both proud of his heritage and a little silly about how it sounded on the way out.

And yes, this is absolutely true.]

[nearlychosen.livejournal.com]

One would assume it's still in a dragon's mouth. [If he sounds snippy, it's just from all the trying to not die.]

[fightlikeacow.livejournal.com]

I don't think there are any dragons around here, so let's try this...

[He draws his cutlass, and delivers a chop to one of the vines.]

[invidia-keeper.livejournal.com]

Oh, I see.

Do you know a Draco Malfoy?

[Action] YOU'RE VERY IMPORTANT.

[nearlychosen.livejournal.com]

[Better late than never, particularly in cases like these. The second wand's blast is more effective in subduing the twitchy little thing. As it withdraws, Neville grins up to her. Thanks, BFF.] A brilliant save as usual! I do believe I owe you now.

[nearlychosen.livejournal.com]

[That was a bad question to ask. His demeanor shifts tangibly, tense and suspicious. Was he sent as a spy?] What of him?

[invidia-keeper.livejournal.com]

[Naoya will just smile at that. Not that he's out to make any friends, but he is always out to tease Draco. Let's see what he can learn.]

I know him, that's all.

I'm not a wizard though, as you can tell.

[nearlychosen.livejournal.com]

[Though he's happy for the assist, really he is, be frowns lightly at the hacking.] Mind you don't cut too close to the roots. [And now that the most life-threatening bits are a safer distance away, Neville's back to stunning it in the hopes of preventing further damage to his project.]

[nearlychosen.livejournal.com]

You ought to keep better company, if that's the case. Malfoy's dangerous.

[invidia-keeper.livejournal.com]

Hm? Why?

One day! -- Actually ooh I just youtubed a bit to hear Arumat's voice -- this is kind of awesome. :O

[nearlychosen.livejournal.com]

[In a possibly life-threatening situation, obeying a command like that would imply spontaneous trust or suicidal stupidity. Though Neville stops resisting, he's aware of how costly his choice could be, to have faith. His attention focuses on the scythe, half-expecting the man to bring it down upon his head.]

[nearlychosen.livejournal.com]

He serves a violent master. He isn't to be trusted.

[invidia-keeper.livejournal.com]

How funny that he never told me that. [Naoya does indeed look amused.]

Thank you for the warning, Mr...?

[nearlychosen.livejournal.com]

[Unfortunately, it doesn't seem that the plant has enough consciousness to be put to sleep even with magic. Still, the effort is appreciated, and despite the tangled mess Neville's found himself in, he still finds room to smile at the attempt.] Well hello... Hermione's friend, isn't it?

[nearlychosen.livejournal.com]

I'm sure there's much he doesn't mention.

Call me Neville. [He pauses, expecting the stranger to fill in the gap with his own name.]

HIS VOICE IS SO SEXY

[13th_captain]

[Now now, Neville, are you implying that a hulking, battle-scarred man like Arumat could possibly be untrustworthy? It certainly wouldn't be the first time someone got that impression of him, that much is for sure. But he has no interest in using the scythe on anything but the plants; he'll bring it down in a swift arc, intending to sever the tendrils that are twining around Neville's arms.]