I would have picked a quote about shadows [OPEN]

[atouts]

Who: Childermass & open.
What: Having finally gotten his shadow teleport spell to work, Childermass is trying to iron out just how to control the damn thing...
When: During the Mainframe stop, before Performance week.
Where: Around the carnival.
Warnings: n/a

i. all around the carnival

It's a whole lot of trial and error, it seems, this shadow magic, but at least Childermass doesn't anticipate ending up anywhere deadly as he goes from shadow to shadow, place to place. He's found early and late in the day works best, when the sun is forcing shadows to cast at an angle. Night time only deepens and darkens the entire world, which, in theory, you might expect to make it the easiest time of all, but there is such a thing as too many doors...

So, during these days before the carnival opens, it won't be uncommon to suddenly find a tall, somewhat dour-looking (exciting as messing around with magic like this is, he just isn't the sort to let on to that easily) Englishman abruptly existing where there hadn't been an Englishman — or anyone at all, for that matter — before! Look fast enough and you'll catch him moving like he's just stepped out of somewhere, though there's usually nothing but shadows and whatever is casting them behind him.

This could be inside buildings, the cookhouse, the Big Top, all around the forest—

ii. or in your trailer, any trailer at all

Or accidentally shadow-stepping straight into the closet in your trailer or maybe even the bathroom, if the lights been left off in there by some chance. There'll be a THUMP of Childermass walking directly into something — a broom, the shower curtain, whatever it is — and then a muttered curse of, "Oh, damn it. Not again."

And here he thought he was going to be better about this than Strange was...

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This is, at least, closer to what he had been aiming for. Childermass will gladly take ending up in the pantry over someone's, say, shower, though he does blink and squint against the sudden light let in by the door opening.

"Ah," he starts, refocusing on Hinawa once his eyes adjust. "I suppose that is true..." Considering he has a habit of swinging through the kitchen to grab something to eat without asking already, well. This is different, though. "But that isn't why I'm here this time."

[sunflowerfields]

It's true- despite her best efforts, people were always popping in and grabbing food without so much as a 'please', and it seems this time she isn't even catching him in the act.

"Is it too much to hope that you're here to help with the dishes?" Hinawa sighs.

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That gets a faint laugh, at least, since it's not exactly the question he was expecting. So far it goes 'how did you even get here' or 'what are you doing', possibly accompanied by falling off or into something. Dishes, though...

"If you really need help with them, I suppose it's the least I could do," is probably the kinder, if unexpected, answer. After all, Childermass has no problems with the cookhouse staff and certainly no reason not to help. "I take it the cinder sprites aren't very good at handling water, then?"

[sunflowerfields]

"Oh, no no no, I was just joking!" Hinawa holds her hands up- to say his response was unexpected is an understatement. "Although, they really aren't..."

But wait, what about the matter at hand? "What were you doing in there?"

[atouts]

Cinders versus water did seem really futile, so... but it looks like she's moving past that and onto why he's lurking like this.

"Ah, well," he starts. If he were anyone else, that might have sounded sheepish, but he isn't one for that. From him, Hinawa gets a shrug, followed by him saying, "I was testing out a spell. It allows me to move from one place to another, though I clearly need to work on where I end up."

[sunflowerfields]

"Oh! A magic thing! Of course!" Hinawa exclaims. Literally everything that happens here is a 'magic thing', but it still takes her by surprise. "Where exactly were you trying to go, anyway?"

[atouts]

"Yes, a magic thing," he concurs good-naturedly, smiling slightly. "I had meant to end up in the cookhouse proper, not in here, but I wonder if my stomach may not have led me astray."