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[feorge]

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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! ♥]

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voice; 1/idk

[7thborn.livejournal.com]

What the bloody hell is the fountain—is that a person?

[... wait. Oh, Merlin, wait a sodding minute. That hair, that voice... It can't be. The City's playing tricks again, it's a visitor's day, it's got to be, because this can't be a Weasley.]

voice; 2/3

[7thborn.livejournal.com]

[But it can, she'd recognise that hair anywhere. And that voice. That's got to be one of her brothers. But which—?]

Georgie. He said Georgie, which means—

voice; 3/3 AAHHH

[7thborn.livejournal.com]

[Do you recognise this voice, Fred? It might sound a bit older than you remember. But whoever's on the other end of this conversation has suddenly gone very, very quiet. She might have stopped breathing, too, just for a few seconds. And then, with a touch of hesitance - ]

... Fred Weasley?

[Now a little more earnestly,]

Is this Fred Weasley?

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[wishgrant]

That was cool!

voice; 1/3

[feorge]

[A few years older or no, blood recognizes blood and the instance that wary voice comes through the Muggle box, Fred stops everything (soaking himself yet again) and sets down in front of it. Hesitating for a second, not even sure how this all works, he opens his mouth to say something but then-]

voice; 2/3

[feorge]

[-but then it can't be Ginny. This is the afterlife, in'nit? Some strange sort of futuristic Purgatory or some such, right? Sure, there are no pearly white fences, but it can't be her because she didn't, she hasn't--]

voice; 3/3 SCREAM ALL THE EXCITEMENT AHHH

[feorge]

[No hint of that hesitance and uncertainty can be found in his voice though, or even his face, even if it can't be seen at the moment. Years of experience covering this up, see? He's all grins and excitement, because even if she is some sort of figment of his idea of Heaven, how could he not be excited to hear from his favorite little sister?]

The one and only, love. Loyal fanbase from the get-go, and a gorgeous one from the sounds of it.

[His voice redirects itself to just above the device as he calls out to...no one.]

Quick, someone pinch me! I think I've died and gone to Heaven!

voice; FOREVER EXCITED

[7thborn.livejournal.com]

[Died and gone to... That's not funny. Her first instinct is to tell him that isn't funny at all because the last time he was here, well and truly here, he'd joked about it and she'd been so upset she slapped him the moment he walked through the door. And while Ginny's had nothing but time to accept her brother's fate, it's still hard to confront it like this - especially since he was still alive the last time she saw him at home.

Breathe. Breathe, Ginny. But it's no good, her hands are shaking and she's pressing them to her face before she manages to reply; and even then, the breeziness in her voice lacks that certain Weasley brightness.]

I think someone ought to pinch me. You shouldn't be here, you git. Go back home or Mum'll be furious with us both.

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[feorge]

Cheers, mate. It's not quite up to standard yet but I reckon with a few tweaks, it'll be ready to make the most of any bathing experience.

[There is a playful wag of his brows here.]

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[aliveandticking]

[ regardless of whether he got it right or not, have an applauding alien fairy ]

Oh, that was neat! Do you have some kind of special control over water?

voice; I just drove to the dentist and missed a stop cuz I was so excited for this ;;

[feorge]

[It is too funny, you stick in the mud. Where is the laughter? He's fairly certain some laughing ought to be in order here. But no, there's an ounce of strain in that voice and doesn't that just make him a tad worried. She can't really be-? He imitates her voice as it should be, bright and perky.]

'Oi, good to hear from you, big brother!' [Back to his own voice, the hint of a smile laced underneath.] Dashing to hear from you as well, little sister. 'You're so brilliant and devilishly handsome and most certainly not a git, big brother!' Ah, you flatter me, little sister. It's too true, too true.

[He could go all day here, Gin. Can't get rid of him that easily.]

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[wishgrant]

It's for bathing?

voice; .....are you tagging from your phone

[7thborn.livejournal.com]

[Despite it all, despite this blatant reminder of what she's missing at home, Fred does manage to elicit a reluctant snort of laughter from his sister. What else can she do but laugh when he's so clearly trying to make it happen? But even so, it does little to ease the knot in her chest, mostly because she doesn't know how to take this at all. Ginny is thrilled to see family here, even more so that it's the brother she needs the most borrowed time with, and on her birthday, at that!

... but he's... No. No, what if the City saw fit to be even kinder to her today? What if it not only brought her brother but it brought him back from before his death? That could happen, couldn't it? He hasn't said anything to prove otherwise. "Died and gone to heaven," that could be joke. Please let it be a joke.

It is her birthday.]

I never said it wasn't true, Freddie. But I reckon you should be paying me a few compliments as well, seeing as it's my birthday. [There, Fred, that warmth creeping into her voice could almost be a smile.] Tell me where you are so I can head over and hear it in person.

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[feorge]

[Quite unlike any fairy he's ever seen, let alone one capable of sensible speech, so forgive him if his eyes marvel for a moment before responding very businesslike.]

Ah, an astute observation, madam, but not quite. I've some kind of control over much more than just water.

[He'll even throw in a wink to sell it all the way.]

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[feorge]

All goes according to plan, it could be. Has to be every lad's dream to wrestle a beast in the bath at least once, no?

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[wishgrant]

But what if you got hurt?

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[aliveandticking]

[ in a city of humans she's used to being stared at, so that doesn't faze her; she smiles at the wink, though ]

That sounds pretty interesting. I don't know of anything like that! What else can you do?

[Video]

[manofgnee.livejournal.com]

[Oh, look, another magical redhead! And he is quite impressed.]

Is there any particular reason you were trying to create some sort of water monster that eats people...?

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[stopbleepingme.livejournal.com]

[ She was rushing toward the fountain in panic, but arrives only as the monster is collapsing and Fred is very obviously in no danger at all. Her face, which once held worry, is now red with anger. ]

You there! Whatever that was it was not. Funny! Someone might've gotten themselves in trouble thinking you were seriously hurt!

voice; ..... 8( yes?

[feorge]

[That? Is the sound of sweet victory. This is a winning grin. He hasn't the foggiest what's going on here or how any of it's possible, but Ginny laughed for him, half-hearted though it may have been. Yes, he'll be counting that as a victory, seeing as he shouldn't ever be able to hear such music again.

But that winning grin that falters into confusion at her request, and he has to catch himself before he sounds entirely incredulous. He doesn't want to break that almost-smile now he's fought so hard for it. But still.]

Birthday? Come off it, it can't be. It's only the second of May.

[Unless Heaven is really Perpetually Ginny's Birthday. He hasn't quite enough gold for that. Do they even take Galleons in the afterlife? Bloody Hell.]

Ah, but no matter. Come round to the fountain, I've got just the thing.

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[feorge]

Hmm, fair point. It'd need a safety feature of some sort, maybe a Bubble-Head Charm?

[Luca, you've sent him into srsbsnsman-mode.]

voice; 1/2

[7thborn.livejournal.com]

The second of... May.

[No. No, it's not fair. She hasn't lived the day but its etched in her mind all the same, the conversations she's had with Harry, Remus, and her own brothers about the future were never forgotten. She's had time to process this so why does it hurt just as much as it did the day she learned it all?]

voice; .....sob omg YOU <333

[7thborn.livejournal.com]

[Focus, now. Focus. Don't let him know you know. Pull yourself together, Weasley. Ginny sucks in an inaudible breath, holds it until she stops feeling like she's going to throw up or cry or both, and then she's hurrying to pull on her shoes, communicator close at hand.]

You come off it. Would I ever lie to you? My most favourite brother? [Lie in of itself. She loves them all.] It's the eleventh of August, and I hope you're sitting down because I've got loads to explain to you. I'll be there in a minute.

[And, before she can smooth the edges to her voice, she adds a soft plea.]

Stay right where you are, alright?

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[feorge]

[It's wonder mostly, so at least there's that rather than scrutiny. Though he may or may not be subconsciously contemplating the effect the Snackboxes'd have on her kind.]

Most anything the mind can imagine, I can make real. That's the beauty of it all.

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[aliveandticking]

[ dare her to eat one and you'll find out ]

That sounds like some kind of superpower! Aren't there any limits on what you can do?