Shrieking Shack [ Even though Shinpachi's more used to Japanese customs when it came to holidays, he's no stranger to Halloween. Even in the wizarding world it seemed to be popular over there. But as he stands in line, looking rather out of place among so many kids, he also feels like he fits in. A big, broad grin splits his mouth and he laughs every time he can hear someone scream in the distance.
He leans down a little to the kid in front of him. ]
It's not really that scary, is it?
FOR SANO [ The fireplace in Madame Rosmerta's office roared to life with a great green flame, and out stepped a man with bushy red-brown hair. He wore foreign style robes of gold, green, and black and as he looked up to Madam Rosmerta herself, he gave a sheepish smile. Then an equally sheepish small wave. She knew he was coming and allowed her office to be used for his arrival. ]
Thanks, Madame.
[ He stayed to chat animatedly with her for a few minutes, his boisterous nature fueled by her giggles. All too soon he was out of the door, headed into the rest of the tavern. Shinpachi took in the smell of food and drink. The cozy atmosphere. The chatter and clink of glasses at night. It was obvious that it was later in the evening, students nowhere to be seen and what looked like relaxing professors. One in particular he recognized immediately, even seemed magnetically drawn to the man. His back facing away from him made it far too easy to sneak up on him, lean in juuust enough and whisper. ]
SURPRISE
[ Even though Shinpachi's more used to Japanese customs when it came to holidays, he's no stranger to Halloween. Even in the wizarding world it seemed to be popular over there. But as he stands in line, looking rather out of place among so many kids, he also feels like he fits in. A big, broad grin splits his mouth and he laughs every time he can hear someone scream in the distance.
He leans down a little to the kid in front of him. ]
It's not really that scary, is it?
FOR SANO
[ The fireplace in Madame Rosmerta's office roared to life with a great green flame, and out stepped a man with bushy red-brown hair. He wore foreign style robes of gold, green, and black and as he looked up to Madam Rosmerta herself, he gave a sheepish smile. Then an equally sheepish small wave. She knew he was coming and allowed her office to be used for his arrival. ]
Thanks, Madame.
[ He stayed to chat animatedly with her for a few minutes, his boisterous nature fueled by her giggles. All too soon he was out of the door, headed into the rest of the tavern. Shinpachi took in the smell of food and drink. The cozy atmosphere. The chatter and clink of glasses at night. It was obvious that it was later in the evening, students nowhere to be seen and what looked like relaxing professors. One in particular he recognized immediately, even seemed magnetically drawn to the man. His back facing away from him made it far too easy to sneak up on him, lean in juuust enough and whisper. ]
Guess who!