Private message to Tosha
Nov. 29th, 2012 07:36 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
alt_sinistraTosha -
I sat down to write you with my initial solution (relying on a certain arcane application of arithmancy), and then thought of a different trick, which seems to have worked handily. You may thank my Nashira, when you eventually meet her: she flew two markers out for me to measure from. You may also thank the late sunrise this time of year.
At any rate, I’ve calculations that nearly satisfy my desire for precision, encompassing the broadest useful area without unnecessary excess. Diagrams, calculations, and specifics delivered to your office by house-elf. (And thank you for the distraction, truly.)
The castle and lake are easy. Then past the Quidditch pitch, a sufficient distance into the Forbidden Forest, and finally out past the far walls of Hogsmeade, up to that big pine on the hill overlooking everything. (With a broom, they might get beyond the limits, but one can ask Rolanda to manage that part.)
Also, I’ve kept circling back to Mr Moon’s obsessive detail. Having something of a fondness for that kind of thing, I keep wondering about directing it somewhere less idiotic. I’ve a few wisps of ideas, if you’re still thinking along the same lines.
I sat down to write you with my initial solution (relying on a certain arcane application of arithmancy), and then thought of a different trick, which seems to have worked handily. You may thank my Nashira, when you eventually meet her: she flew two markers out for me to measure from. You may also thank the late sunrise this time of year.
At any rate, I’ve calculations that nearly satisfy my desire for precision, encompassing the broadest useful area without unnecessary excess. Diagrams, calculations, and specifics delivered to your office by house-elf. (And thank you for the distraction, truly.)
The castle and lake are easy. Then past the Quidditch pitch, a sufficient distance into the Forbidden Forest, and finally out past the far walls of Hogsmeade, up to that big pine on the hill overlooking everything. (With a broom, they might get beyond the limits, but one can ask Rolanda to manage that part.)
Also, I’ve kept circling back to Mr Moon’s obsessive detail. Having something of a fondness for that kind of thing, I keep wondering about directing it somewhere less idiotic. I’ve a few wisps of ideas, if you’re still thinking along the same lines.
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Date: 2012-11-29 08:06 pm (UTC)And, yes, the results you delivered should do the trick nicely. And thank you again for serving as a sounding-board last night while I worked through the changes I would need: I know you will say that you did not do anything, but you were in fact quite helpful. Obviously, given the packet on my desk, you did not actually seek your bed after you left, but I hope you were at least able to catch some sleep, still fuming over Dolores or not.
You are not wrong about Mr Moon. Encourage those wisps of ideas and tell me later? There's the makings of an excellent analyst under there, as well. If one could peel off the overblown romanticism.
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Date: 2012-11-29 08:20 pm (UTC)Excellent. I'm glad it's the thing.
I like locational magics. I find the calculations immensely soothing, even when I have to proof my own work. And it's nostalgic, somehow. (My major project my last two years of school involved analysis of various locations with strong ambient magic, and the related effects on ongoing charms. My first published paper, that.)
As to the sleep, I am about to go find my bed for a long nap, but I will be at supper no matter what. After I got the package off to you, I did manage a few hours (three is a few, yes?) I needed to feel I'd done something useful before I could stop being tangled by Dolores and all her little questions. The walking necessary for a couple of the calculation points didn't hurt, either.
On Mr Moon, I will continue encouraging my ideas. Tomorrow night? Or are you going to be still dealing with the hideous chaos of this mess? Right. Sleep. If there's anything else, write back, or tell me at supper or whatever seems handy.