Eliot Waugh

Independent roleplay side-blog for Eliot Waugh from Syfy's The Magicians.

[system-on-fire]

[mustprotectchopper]

[thezoruagirl]

  Ain’t that the truth? Esme does know, firsthand, that most people aren’t friendly and she doesn’t even talk to those sorts of people, anyway. “You do have a point there, but I do know some friendly people, despite my line of work,” she states to the man … whose name she still doesn’t know, yet.

  Listening to him explain what Hedges are, the amethyst-eyed brunette nodded at his words, paying close attention to the information he was giving her before responding with, “They sound like people I wouldn’t want to meet in a dark alley if I was walking ”alone“ at night.” She didn’t know if those were the right words to say to the Magician next to her but she still had a lot to learn about him.

[theflaskking]

Eliot nodded at the response,”Sometimes you get friendly people other times not so much just how things go.” Realizing they hadn’t quite exchanged names just yet well could bring it up in an bit. 

It was easy enough to try explaining Hedges even if had lumped them mostly together. “They’d not be the best company even in the day light.” Readjusting the bag strap over his shoulder,”Of course they look like most anybody else minus wherever they have their tattoos.” 

[thezoruagirl]

  Glancing over at the man, the brunette returned the smile, even if it was slight before responding back with, “I can be friendly up until you do something that will get me pissed off.” Which was true and she has believed in her fair share of the supernatural since dating Sam but she understands that not everyone will believe in the things that go bump in the night.

  While walking to the diner, Esme let the man glance around the scenery that’s surrounding them and absorb what was around them. Looking at him through the corner of her eye, the Egyptian raised an eyebrow slightly and said, “Not really. Wait, Hedges? Can I ask; what are Hedges?” She was a bit confused at the man’s words but she was learning about him.

[theflaskking]

“Well in that case most people aren’t friendly.” Far he was aware not many people weren’t threatening when pissed off. Might never want to come across anybody too calm and collected in such situations. Especially since he wasn’t that great at it himself. 

Glancing back at her,”They’re usually not as magically gifted as Magicians;tend to form an place of operations try pursuing magic but not exactly prone to using it for unselfish purposes technically the full title’s Hedge Witches.” It wasn’t the most explainable things,”They have ranks tattoos of stars for each rank but if they get kicked or leave they get removed or marked as no longer an member.” 

[monstrousmess]

[twyllodrus]

multiclassing as High King

mage | rogue | warrior

[todrickshollow]

Bringing this recent classic back

[awildnoechu]

[thezoruagirl]

  The amethyst-eyed Egyptian gave the man, a curt nod and tightened her sweatshirt - that was really Sam’s old Stanford sweatshirt - around her body against the cold air of the almost end of winter weather. “Well, at less you’re unique in your fashion choices, compared to me,” Esme remakes, looking down at her clothing. But she was happy with her fashion choices.

  Biting her lower, purple-colored lip, the brunette shook her head slightly at the man and spoke, “We can’t have you be in deep shit if your secret gets out.” If someone was to have a secret and told Esme, then they shouldn’t worry about the secret getting out there unless you want the secret to be told to those you really care about and know won’t tell anyone outside your circle.

  Giving him, a warm smile, Esme started to walk towards the diner that served the best bacon ranch chicken salad. “Then, let’s go. I know a great diner that might also have something you like,” she says, nodding her head in the direction of the diner she mentioned.

[theflaskking]

“Everybody’s different and I’ve rocked my fair share of old sweatshirts before.” Couldn’t hurt to be honest besides comfortable was nicer in some standards he just happened to have built up an taste for dressing up. Maybe it factored in with his whole outward image but hardly would think it over. 

He gave a slight smile,”Exactly though better from what seems a pretty friendly person as opposed to anybody else.” Not that anybody would believe anything he’d shared even those in the realm of magic and supernatural business. Least none that he had come across thus far. 

Following beside her with ease,”Probably will food’s food far less picky in that department reserve the slight snubbing for drinking.” Eyes watching the scenery they passed by brain glossing over some old memories. “So guess don’t get much interaction with local Magicians or Hedges.” Entirely possible the Magicians moved away and well Hedges operated with stealth most the time.

[melynite]

[highkingfen]

Eliot + hair porn 

requested by Anon

[thezoruagirl]

  Tilting her head at the man, Esme looked him up and down, and shook her head at him before answering him, “You don’t look like a grumpy hermit with quote-on-quote "bad fashion taste”. If anything, you look unique but that’s just my opinion.“ Maybe he was joking …?

  Returning her head back upright, the Egyptian gave the man, a quick nod at his words and told him, ”You won’t have to worry about me telling anyone.“ And she wouldn’t tell anyone about this. Esme was a smart girl, her Mother did make sure she had some of the best tutors Egypt can offer.

  Adjusting her purse to put the strap over her other shoulder through her head and the shopping bags in her hands, Esme jabbed her thumb over her shoulder and asked, ”Want to grab a bite to eat before I bring you to my place? You look like you need food in your system and I could go for a bacon ranch chicken salad.“

[theflaskking]

“That was a joke seems how media pictures Magicians;though isn’t that far from true with some kids at the college.” Of course he did however appreciate the rest of the statement even if his joke had not been obvious to her. “I’ll take unique though really I’m not even that outrageous just fashionable and from New York.” Imagined and knew small towns were more casual wear most the time meanwhile he was button up shirt,vest,slacks and nice shoes.

“Great cause I could get in some deep shit if you did.” Of course hardly be the worst he ever did. Like when he discovered his magic in the first place after that a few things like mentioning it wasn’t too bad. Besides the other seemed aware of the Supernatural and magic possibly anyways. 

Eliot considered the offer,”Sure that sounds good.” Nothing against some good especially since would need energy for either getting himself back to school or finding a way to have his friend pick him up.

[everlastingxmagara-deactivated2]

theflaskking:

“Right.” Eliot figured couldn’t hurt walking in after the female so maybe actually the right address. “Well what I’m looking for is an really old not particularly powerful book which somebody said you might have.” At least if they had been telling the truth though he was only looking for it out of interest. Hardly a necessity given how the library at Brakebills was and that wasn’t really any knowledge which was complicated to obtain.

“A really old not particularly powerful book. Honey, I have a library. You have to be more specific. “ Magara made her way around the apartment and gestured to her wall to wall bookshelves full of books. They were the ceiling to floor in height. And warded against theft and tampering. “What kind of book is it? My books are a tad….testy.” 

[theflaskking]

“Alright well if want to get specific it’s probably being extra testy,dark green without any words along it’s binding or front cover.” Following behind her taking in the place actually a fairly nice apartment. “That’s really all I know about the book particularly nobody really offered any other details.”

[hopefeir]

[sweet-thoughtt]

[thezoruagirl]

  Yes, she was an ex-huntress but that didn’t stop her from being on the alert when it came to people like the man in front of her. Sam taught her better than showing a weakness to a supernatural being, should she come in contact with one. For now, it looked like the man needed some more answers. At less, she hoped that he needed more answers.

  “That … actually makes sense. Like I said; only magicians I know of are the ones you’d see at a kid’s birthday party that Mommy and/or Daddy afford, along with a clown if the kid isn’t afraid of clowns.”

  Okay, that sounded more like witches to her; something she’s familiar with, thanks to Rowena. “And here I thought Hogwarts was a fictional school that kids in the 90’s, and even now, grew up, wishing to go to,” Esme muttered to herself, remembering the one time she read the Harry Potter series with Charlie when the lovable nerd was still alive.

[theflaskking]

Eliot gave a nod,”Suppose that’s what most are used to or you picture something along the lines of a grumpy hermit with bad fashion taste.” Sure still relatively on edge but nothing said he couldn’t still be his outward self. Joking and besides it was not a common knowledge thing either. 

A slight smile hearing the muttered response,”Anyways suppose long as you don’t tell anybody no harm in telling you that information.” Seemed the other was smart enough to realize hopefully that he meant no harm. Really just wanted to figure out a way back to school then to the party.

Of course that is assuming his best friend couldn’t for some reason come pick him up. Which would be the preferable option ideally though might not be too terrible explore the small town a while. After all if there was a person who could respond as such to his explaining then maybe there was some interesting local Magicians or people around. 

[theflaskking]

“If you always fuck things up then you appreciate not fucking them up when it happens.” Well he could wish that was the case while currently trying to find a fix for a disaster he caused. Twirling the pen around in his hand,”So technically you’re using up mistakes so that other people aren’t a walking disaster.”