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[An absolute silence hangs between the twins as they stare at a picture frame hanging on the wall. Some might recognize the photo within it, others still might recognize the Hall it's posted in. And even if they don't, Fred and George can hardly spare a moment to care, because that silence has a rather tight grasp on them, forcing them to recognize them both for what it is.
Ronald Weasley has left the City.
Fred looks over to George, a look of discontent (and perhaps even anger) clear on his face, before looking back over to the frame.]
So that's it, then? Gone without so much as a sound, just a photograph in some dreadful hallway?
You tell me. You've the one who's been here longer.
[George runs a hand over his face. Without even thinking about it, his hand reaches out and grips firmly onto Fred's shoulder.]
He'd barely even got here.
[Fred visibly tenses at the hand on his shoulder, much as it should be a comfort, and he looks up to the ceiling for a moment before shaking his head.]
Unbelievable tosspot.
[His voice does not sound strained there, thank you very much, and there is nothing even close to a deep, shaky exhale to follow before he shrugs George's hand from his shoulder and turns to leave.]
We ought to go muck up his room. Test out those new fireworks.
[George crosses his arms and fixes Fred with a hard stare.]
Don't be a prat, Fred. That's the last thing everyone needs right now.
The last thing everyone needs right now--!
[In the process of shouting, and Fred only stops to notice the device is recording them. A low string of swear words can be heard as he walks up to it and his hand covers the feed for the briefest of moments before everything starts spinning and the feed ends with a crash!]
[An absolute silence hangs between the twins as they stare at a picture frame hanging on the wall. Some might recognize the photo within it, others still might recognize the Hall it's posted in. And even if they don't, Fred and George can hardly spare a moment to care, because that silence has a rather tight grasp on them, forcing them to recognize them both for what it is.
Ronald Weasley has left the City.
Fred looks over to George, a look of discontent (and perhaps even anger) clear on his face, before looking back over to the frame.]
So that's it, then? Gone without so much as a sound, just a photograph in some dreadful hallway?
You tell me. You've the one who's been here longer.
[George runs a hand over his face. Without even thinking about it, his hand reaches out and grips firmly onto Fred's shoulder.]
He'd barely even got here.
[Fred visibly tenses at the hand on his shoulder, much as it should be a comfort, and he looks up to the ceiling for a moment before shaking his head.]
Unbelievable tosspot.
[His voice does not sound strained there, thank you very much, and there is nothing even close to a deep, shaky exhale to follow before he shrugs George's hand from his shoulder and turns to leave.]
We ought to go muck up his room. Test out those new fireworks.
[George crosses his arms and fixes Fred with a hard stare.]
Don't be a prat, Fred. That's the last thing everyone needs right now.
The last thing everyone needs right now--!
[In the process of shouting, and Fred only stops to notice the device is recording them. A low string of swear words can be heard as he walks up to it and his hand covers the feed for the briefest of moments before everything starts spinning and the feed ends with a crash!]
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Date: 2011-11-02 06:27 pm (UTC)voice;
Date: 2011-11-02 06:27 pm (UTC)Oi, Fred. George. Tossing around your devices doesn't do any good, you know.
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Date: 2011-11-02 06:44 pm (UTC)Seems to be helping me loads. 'specially since it won't stay broken, I can throw it more than once.
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From:voice; as if phone tagging wasnt hard enough without half a missing screen...
From:voice; i am forever impressed with your phone tags ;A;
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Date: 2011-11-02 09:28 pm (UTC)voice;
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Date: 2011-11-02 06:34 pm (UTC)Action
Date: 2011-11-02 06:48 pm (UTC)[But he'll go and pick it up anyway. Of course it's already back to working order. He glares, considering throwing it again, just for good measure.]
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Date: 2011-11-02 09:26 pm (UTC)You'd of thought we'd learned out lesson by now.
[His arms are still crossed, and he smiles at Fred, slightly. Everything about the way he's standing seems to be helping holding himself together.]
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Date: 2011-11-02 06:35 pm (UTC)[He knows what that's like.]
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Date: 2011-11-02 06:49 pm (UTC)[Because clearly the solution is blaming Ron.]
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Date: 2011-11-02 06:36 pm (UTC)...I'm sorry, Fred, George...
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Date: 2011-11-02 06:55 pm (UTC)[You meant the device, right? Right?]
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Date: 2011-11-02 07:10 pm (UTC)Fred, George -
[And in the great lack of words to put on his own feelings about this, he falls into peacekeeping, taking a placating tone.]
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Date: 2011-11-02 07:26 pm (UTC)[Y E P. That's all you get from him right now. He's not having any of this.]
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Date: 2011-11-02 09:39 pm (UTC)voice;
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From:action; lmao omg i'm sorry EDITS
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Date: 2011-11-03 01:53 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-11-04 12:27 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-11-04 01:31 am (UTC)video; 1/3.
Date: 2011-11-03 04:39 am (UTC)Ron's gone?
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Date: 2011-11-03 04:41 am (UTC)Fred -- George, I'm --
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Date: 2011-11-03 04:43 am (UTC)[ What else can she say? She hurts, too, but she knows this was Fred's chance to seeing his little brother again. She knows it hurts more for family than it does for her, even if it aches. So all she can do now is be there for them. ]
If -- you should need anything... [ She doesn't even need to continue. It goes without saying. ]
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From:action; thank you for bearing with me ._. i feel horrible lmao
From:action; lmao it's okay, baby. <3
From:action; /gets better X(
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Date: 2011-11-04 11:17 pm (UTC)It really is surprising to me how many of you leave on your communication devices without so much as a second thought.
SCREAMING WHAT EVEN THANK YOU??? AHHH /)////(\
Date: 2011-11-05 06:16 am (UTC)S'pose it's about as surprising as the pillocks that go about watching, right?
EEEEEEEEEEEEE /MOLEST
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Date: 2011-11-08 08:29 pm (UTC)no never /clings and does not let go
Date: 2011-11-08 09:27 pm (UTC)'ello, munchkin.
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