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eachdraidh2014-05-03 12:28 pm
hexuality) wrote in eachdraidh2014-05-03 12:28 pm
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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?
[ 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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[ She hums. ]
All right. Dave, was it?
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[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.
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Is your brother here?
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[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.]