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[The first time Bartimaeus takes Ptolemy's form after the fight with Nathaniel, the PCD does it's strange thing where it displays what it's owner would prefer to not be broadcast. He is in the little nondescript room he has been using as his own since he quit Whipstaff. He mutters to himself (he is lonely, okay!).]

Maybe it is time. [He walks purposefully towards the door, then stops.]

Nope, can't do it. He is too much of a prat to deal with today. At least I'm not in his skin anymore. Yuck.

Current Mood: bitchy

[A young and seemingly slight boy who was last seen wandering out into The Wastes a week ago with no discernible weapons is currently standing in his sparse bedroom and looking perfectly fine ... except for the rather irritated expression on his face]

John Mandrake. A word.

Current Mood: cranky

[A young boy, wearing nothing save a loincloth and modest jewellery appears on the feed. Those who have seen Bartimaeus in his Ptolemy form will recognise him. He is in a very simple room that appears to be "his" room, but it is very spartan. There are a few (squashed) pillows about and a simple one-person bed but no artwork can be seen or little trinkets. The boy is looking thoughtfully into the screen.]

I'm curious about these Wastes I have heard about. I'm going to take a look for myself. I'll be leaving this device behind.

[he reaches forward and the feed ends...except to Nat]

( filtered to Nathaniel; )

[[ooc: Explanation - I'm on holiday to go and see my family next week. This affects Willow and Bart and extra info is here about their whereabouts/doings while I'm gone.]]

Current Mood: uncomfortable

[The gaseous form of Bartimaeus coalesced and formed his most familiar shape - that of the boy, Ptolemy. He looked around his current surroundings, wondering where he was. Nowhere he had yet visited on Earth seemed familiar. This place was so...different. It almost had a tinge of The Other Place to it.] O-kay, so I'm somewhere wierd again. Oi, Nat - where are you? This place smells worse than your armpit.

[A look of realization crosses his face]

Nat? [pats his body down]

We...you...did it work? [looks around again] I'm not in England anymore... [looks at the floor and seems to be looking for something, a wide, wide smile spreading across his bronzed features]

No pentacles. Ahh, if Faquarl could see me now. Ha! Bartimaeus always wins, Faquarl!!!

I wonder if the brat is round here somewhere..... Not that I care.

Current Mood: free

[Bartimaeus is currently a small sparrow atop the sign outside the pub and watching the people going in and out, looking at them all on the second level. All appear to be human, even if scanned on more levels at random. He muses to himself how odd it is to see no other djinni, an afrit, not even a foliot in sight. What a strange place this Template was. He flies down, goes behind the corner and comes out in the form of Ptolemy.]

Current Mood: thoughtful

[The gaseous form of Bartimaeus coalesced and formed his most familiar shape - that of the boy, Ptolemy. He looked around his current surroundings, wondering where he was. Nowhere he had yet visited on Earth seemed familiar. This place was so...what was that? Bartimaeus jumped out of the way of a car. It was like no car he'd ever seen before.]

Was that a car? Oh-kay, so I'm somewhere wierd again. Oi, Nat - where are you? This place smells worse than your armpit.

[A look of realization crosses his face]

Nat? [pats his body down]

We...you...did it work? [looks around again] I'm not in England anymore... [looks at the floor and seems to be looking for something, a wide, wide smile spreading across his bronzed features]

No pentacles. Ahh, if Farquarl could see me now. Ha! Bartimaeus always wins, Farquarl!!!

I wonder if the brat is round here somewhere..... [:|] Not that I care.

Current Mood: cheerful

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THE GREAT, AMAZING BARTIMAEUS

No more pentacles to bind me

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