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[hexuality]

Hullo.

[ And the smiling, freckled face of one Ginny Weasley is all up in this locket. She's clearly outside, soaking in the sunshine as she pulls back so her face isn't filling up the view. ]

There's been loads of talk lately about learning how to fight. Well, fight in other ways, proper swords and all. I reckon I got by all right with my wand during the worm fiasco but I can't deny that's a good thought. Merlin knows I've considered it. [ She laughs. ] Especially since I can imagine my mum in fits over me swinging a sword around.

[ She pauses, then, biting her lip around a thoughtful smile before scrambling forward (carefully) to hang her locket off a low branch of a tree in the bailey. She's sprawled (perhaps rather unladlylike, given the gown she's still getting used to wearing) on a stone bench, a broomstick in her lap, and she looks positively pleased about it. ]

But this is what I'm really excited about. I've had it since the fighting was over, as a gift... [ But she was still a little too banged up to use it. BUT NOW. ] It'd be nice, don't you think, to explore this place a bit? Beyond the castle. I'd love to see what's out there, properly out there.

[ Ginny releases the broom and it rises gently into the air. She touches it fondly. ]

Can't say I fancy flying in a dress, though. Am I allowed trousers here?

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[hexuality]

Dave.

[ dean u suck ]

Ginny Weasley. I'd say it was a pleasure but I'm still trying to decide on that.

[mulletrock]

Yeah, Mustaine. If surnames are part of this whole whatever.

[He really doesn't know what it is. Just knows that he's continually irritated by every conversation he has on this thing. This is why he prefers face to face interaction to the lockets.]

I grow on you.

[hexuality]

Like mould? I'm so pleased.

[ Like she's making this any easier. ]

[mulletrock]

You're pretty driven to make this difficult, aren't you?

[Cuz he noticed. He's used to putting up with willful brats but usually everyone chills out when he turns on his charm. Not this hothead.]

[hexuality]

[ She isn't so easily won over with charm, if only because she's spent a lot of her life compensating for the last time she made that mistake. That, and her size and age make it easy to doubt her abilities and she's never taken too kindly to that even if he's admitted to being wrong, in his own way.

Ginny Weasley may be a good person but that doesn't mean she can't be stubbornly proud, too. Gryffindor to the core. ]

Pretty driven to do a lot of things. Whatever wins this war and gets us home, right?

[mulletrock]

I don't take part in wars I didn't sign up for. Especially when they're run by asshats that can't manage to be up front with us about things in the first place.

Do what you want, I just thought an alliance'd be a good strategy this early on.

[hexuality]

No one's holding a sword at you and telling you to fight. I don't fancy being in a war when the one back home isn't over yet, but this is where I am now. And if finishing this is the only way to get back, then I'll do it. If you hear about something better, let me know, then.

[mulletrock]

What do you say we compromise? Obviously I don't trust you and you don't trust me, but neither one of us is gonna make it outta this thing in one piece if we don't have anyone else on our team.

[hexuality]

So sure about that, are you?

[ She hums. ]

All right. Dave, was it?

[mulletrock]

Sure enough.

[This chick is starting to remind him of Sam when he was little. He could deal with stubbornness. His family had it in spades, and as far as he was concerned it was a redeemable quality.]

Yeah, and you're spitfire.

[hexuality]

Am I, now? Reckon my brothers would be proud.

[mulletrock]

I got a brother too. He's my number one priority. When do you wanna do this? I'll make sure it's worth your while. Favor for a favor?

[hexuality]

Sure, all right. Any time, I suppose—I'm just wandering round the grounds today.

Is your brother here?

[mulletrock]

I'm over by the station so it might take a while to get to you.

[Maybe the station wasn't the best life choice but he wanted out of Caer Glam. Too yuppy for his tastes and that feeling of being under thumb followed him around over there.]

I don't think so, if he was he would've tried to get in touch.

[It's obvious by tone and expression that it bothers him. Sam's his responsibility and he's screwing the pooch huge on that.]