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[The faces of the passerby's to the device's lens seem to be reflecting a range from distinct lack of interest to mild amusement to extreme confusion. They also appear to be shielding their heads from something, but from the device's position, it isn't quite clear what.
That is, until the throng clears enough for the device to get a good shot of the fountain - and what appears to be an aquatic apparition thrashing about in the center of it all. Wrapped in one of its many tendrils can be seen a man in slightly tattered clothes, though his most distinct feature is the flaming red hair that might be somewhat familiar to select residents of the City. He is also screaming and flailing against the monster theatrically.]
No! No! Somebody, stop this beast! This is no way for a man to go! No!
[As the creature lifts him to its mouth(?), he confines himself to his fate and shouts to whatever observers have stuck around to watch the events unfold.]
Tell my family - I love them!
[But it's too late for him. The monster slips him into its translucent mouth and he can be seen sliding through the watery entrails - and then sliding right back out through the stomach, depositing him just close enough to get a better view of him. His concentration broken, the monster collapses back to its original position in the fountain, thoroughly soaking the man and the other observers in the process. They look annoyed. He looks...disappointed.]
Bugger. Another flop. [He turns to the device with something of a smile, putting his abundant freckles and soft brown eyes into view.] The stomach's supposed to be more akin to jelly, see? The idea was suspension, not lubrication.
[He sighs and gets to his feet, brushing himself off despite his dripping wet state.]
All in due time. Let's go it again. Come on, Georgie.
[He addresses another, though he is quite noticeably alone, and it's only in this that his voice takes a slightly less chipper tone. All that can be seen is his back and the strange, ethereal movement of the water as he walks back over to the fountain and the device shuts off.]
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[ooc; Fred is officially in the City! :D He hasn't quite figured out the device yet, though he played with it for a good while beforehand because that was curious minds do! Feel free to say your character was an unfortunate observer or just happened to pass him by or whatever, really. As a side note, I'm going to be disappearing around 1pm-ish today, so tags may come slow after that, but backtagging is love and I will reply as quickly as possible! Go crazy, you silly kids! ♥]
[The faces of the passerby's to the device's lens seem to be reflecting a range from distinct lack of interest to mild amusement to extreme confusion. They also appear to be shielding their heads from something, but from the device's position, it isn't quite clear what.
That is, until the throng clears enough for the device to get a good shot of the fountain - and what appears to be an aquatic apparition thrashing about in the center of it all. Wrapped in one of its many tendrils can be seen a man in slightly tattered clothes, though his most distinct feature is the flaming red hair that might be somewhat familiar to select residents of the City. He is also screaming and flailing against the monster theatrically.]
No! No! Somebody, stop this beast! This is no way for a man to go! No!
[As the creature lifts him to its mouth(?), he confines himself to his fate and shouts to whatever observers have stuck around to watch the events unfold.]
Tell my family - I love them!
[But it's too late for him. The monster slips him into its translucent mouth and he can be seen sliding through the watery entrails - and then sliding right back out through the stomach, depositing him just close enough to get a better view of him. His concentration broken, the monster collapses back to its original position in the fountain, thoroughly soaking the man and the other observers in the process. They look annoyed. He looks...disappointed.]
Bugger. Another flop. [He turns to the device with something of a smile, putting his abundant freckles and soft brown eyes into view.] The stomach's supposed to be more akin to jelly, see? The idea was suspension, not lubrication.
[He sighs and gets to his feet, brushing himself off despite his dripping wet state.]
All in due time. Let's go it again. Come on, Georgie.
[He addresses another, though he is quite noticeably alone, and it's only in this that his voice takes a slightly less chipper tone. All that can be seen is his back and the strange, ethereal movement of the water as he walks back over to the fountain and the device shuts off.]
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[ooc; Fred is officially in the City! :D He hasn't quite figured out the device yet, though he played with it for a good while beforehand because that was curious minds do! Feel free to say your character was an unfortunate observer or just happened to pass him by or whatever, really. As a side note, I'm going to be disappearing around 1pm-ish today, so tags may come slow after that, but backtagging is love and I will reply as quickly as possible! Go crazy, you silly kids! ♥]
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he's there for you when he shouldn't be but he stays all the same;
Date: 2011-08-14 03:21 pm (UTC)Well, that goes without saying. Look who you're sharing genes with; I'm gorgeous as they come. But you were always the innocent, adorable sort of gorgeous. Now you've gone and made yourself all grown up and fancy.
[The words, they aren't making too much sense at the moment. Mostly because he's not even sure what he's trying to say - how d'you put your little sister's unexpected maturity into words without sounding mad? - but also because he's not sure there's any sort of explanation that won't be just as crazy. He's not even sure he really wants one. Following her out of the water, Fred kicks the water from his shoes.]
Ah, well. S'long as I haven't got to beat off a throng of waffling young men fainting in your wake, I suppose all's well.
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Date: 2011-08-14 03:25 pm (UTC)he's there for you when he shouldn't be but he stays all the same;
Date: 2011-08-14 03:34 pm (UTC)[Ginny ducks her head to busy herself with drying off her clothes, wand sweeping with a casual sort of elegance from head to toe, and she doesn't even give it a moment's thought when she points it at her brother and dries his off too. Lazy arse. But beneath this façade of witty, smiling sister is a grimacing, flinching one - especially when he asks so pointedly about her age. Perhaps not in so many words, but she can hear the subtext in her brother's tone and she's usually quite good at reading between the lines when it comes to family.
Damn it. She had hoped she didn't look too different, but three years is a long enough time, and when she looks up at him, she actually looks apologetic without meaning to. She didn't expect to feel guilty. Anxious, yes, but not guilty. Sorry I grew up without you, Fred. Sorry I moved on. Sorry I'm not your baby sister anymore. No, she can't say that. She rolls her eyes, grinning still, even as all this debate is going on behind her eyes, and she reaches out to tug him along by his shirtsleeve so they can find a place to Disapparate from. No Muggle tag-alongs, please.]
And I didn't make myself anything. This is what happens when you get older, Fred. You start to get wrinkles and next thing you know, we'll all be as ancient as Bill and have a sudden urge to wrestle with enchanted mummified cats.
[Deflect with humour. It's something she learned from the twins and she is trying her hardest to be as good as they are at it. There was truth in her words, too, she did admit to being older but... no, they can have that conversation in private, can't they?]
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Date: 2011-08-14 03:42 pm (UTC)You're making all the other big brothers in the universe look bad, I just hope you know. [She leans away from the camera for a moment, brushing her hair back from her face.] Is she bringing you back to the apartment?
he's there for you when he shouldn't be but he stays all the same;
Date: 2011-08-14 04:07 pm (UTC)Guilty was not what he wanted from her. Bloody Hell, he can't ever remember a time he'd seen her look so stricken when it wasn't entirely uncalled for or a stretch on someone else's behalf. And that's what it'll be, he ultimately decides even before hearing any sort of explanation. Someone else's fault, same as his being dragged here, and that's what'll make this all easier to bear. He doesn't want to think she's gone and left him, especially now when she's right here, tugging him along as though they're back at the Burrow, seven and three years old and discover her first gnome.
She's still his baby sister. Still ickle Ginny. There's nothing to worry about.]
Don't worry, love. The moment you start going the way of Bill in his old age, I'll be sure to give you a firm kick in the arse, or at least a Canary Cream in your afters.
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Date: 2011-08-14 04:14 pm (UTC)I haven't the foggiest. I'm under strict orders not move, see, and I'm due to give her compliments for her birthday. I'll be shocked if she lets me from this courtyard at all.
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Date: 2011-08-14 04:21 pm (UTC)he's there for you when he shouldn't be but he stays all the same;
Date: 2011-08-14 04:26 pm (UTC)[This she calls over her shoulder with a laugh framing the words, mask firmly back in place until she can organise her thoughts. Thank Merlin her brother has enough tact to not go chasing after her bizarre behaviour; she knows Hermione wouldn't let it alone if she saw her like this (God, Hermione, she doesn't even know where the other witch has disappeared to and it's worrying her sick), and it would be out of concern, but Ginny can't deal with that so immediately. She needs time. She's getting it.
Ginny heaves a theatrical, long-suffering sigh and winds an arm around her brother in a sort of sideways hug, and acts like it pains her to do so.]
We're going to Apparate, now. [Never mind that she had no idea how when she was sixteen.] Don't get offended by being Side-Alonged by your sister, alright? I don't want you getting Splinched trying to get to someplace Unplottable when you just got here.
[On the count of three.]
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Date: 2011-08-14 04:29 pm (UTC)Bloody Hell. It actually is her birthday, then?
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Date: 2011-08-14 04:33 pm (UTC)The one and only. Somehow, I don't think any of the gifts that people are planning on giving her are gonna compare to you showing up.
he's there for you when he shouldn't be but he stays all the same;
Date: 2011-08-14 04:58 pm (UTC)Eying her side ways as she hugs him, he rolls them back away and noticeably deflates a little, groaning as he speaks.]
Oh, bullocks. George'll never let me hear the end of this.
[Not that he's here to take advantage of the moment anyway, a thought that hits him rather hard yet again before he reluctantly wraps an arm about her in return. No sense in fighting it; this is her turf. He'll follow her lead as long as he has to.]
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Date: 2011-08-14 05:02 pm (UTC)I s'pose I am a tough act to follow. Apologies for any grand schemes you may have had lurking behind any luridly colored tissue paper.
he's there for you when he shouldn't be but he stays all the same;
Date: 2011-08-14 05:09 pm (UTC)In the few seconds until Disapparating, Ginny slants her gaze to her brother and a sharp pang lances through her heart. She'd noticed almost immediately that Fred was without his twin, and she didn't want to bring it up. Obviously it wasn't something to be talked about right away - if ever - because the bond between the twins is something Ginny can never truly understand. She can't replace George, and she'd never try to, but she'll be there for Fred as best she can, as long as she can. That's what siblings are for.
Ginny doesn't reply. Instead, she taps a silent count with her fingers on Fred's arm, twists them around, and after a distinctly uncomfortable few seconds being twisted through space, the Weasley siblings are standing on a gravel path in front of a modest cabin in the forest. A small greenhouse is barely visible around the building, and there's a small clearing off into the trees with a practice dummy for spells. When Ginny reaches out to the door of the cabin and pushes it open, it's clear the place hasn't truly been lived in for a while. It's too neat and tidy. But... ]
Well, home sweet home. If that's what you want it to be, anyway. It hasn't exactly been a home for about a year.
[She steps past the threshold, still trying to go through this outline she's set up for herself. Settle him in. Explain things. Go, go, go.]
Have a seat and I'll go fetch you those clothes, hm? There's biscuits in the cupboard—left one, the right's got potions things—if you're hungry.
[She's channeling their mother, isn't she?]
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Date: 2011-08-14 11:21 pm (UTC)Brilliant. I'll let her know.
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Date: 2011-08-14 11:23 pm (UTC)Yes.
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Date: 2011-08-14 11:36 pm (UTC)Well, I suppose I may have a little experience.
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Date: 2011-08-14 11:49 pm (UTC)And the truth comes out at last. [A thought!] Oi, I don't suppose you could tell me what Muggle prisons are like? Dad says they're nothing like ours, can't imagine how they could be.
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Date: 2011-08-14 11:56 pm (UTC)Why? What are yours like? They can't be that different.
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Date: 2011-08-15 12:04 am (UTC)[Wait, he's not going home. Redirecting!]
Ours is a bit like having your soul drained from your body in a rightly slow and agonizing manner. [A beat.] Wait, no. It's exactly like that.
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Date: 2011-08-15 12:24 am (UTC)What in the fuck kind of punishment is that?
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Date: 2011-08-15 01:02 am (UTC)Least, they were, before they went dark side. Now they just sort of run amok, sucking the souls of whomever they happen upon.