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[hexuality]

[ video ]

I'll just keep this short, shall I?

[Ginny beams at the camera, hair braided back but unmistakably Weasley red, eyes bright, smile brighter.]

Ginny Weasley here. If you know me, you'd best get your arse over here and say hello so I can give you a proper hug. And if you don't, well, come along and say hello, anyway. I'm as fond of unfamiliar faces as I am familiar ones.

[Teasingly,]

I might even be a tad bit more polite since you'll be perfect strangers. I only hex the ones I love, really.

[ooc; FOURTH WALL! HAVE AT HER. Just no doubles, no telling her she's from a book, and no future spoilers beyond the Final Battle (though if it happens, she'll conveniently forget once it's all over). Feel free to threadjack, too! HAVE FUN AND BACKDATE FOREVER! ♥

Also—Mrs Ginny Potter (chasingafter) may be threadjacking in this post!]

Comments

[makedo]

Can't be worse than Ray.

[hexuality]

Do I want to know who Ray is?

[makedo]

My RTO. And you probably don't, no, he's a fuck-up. [ He sounds fond. ]

[hexuality]

Which you apparently don't mind. What's an RTO?

[makedo]

My whole batallion's full of fuck-ups. If I minded, I'd be out of a job.

Radio-Telegraph-Operator. Basically communication.

[hexuality]

Very generous of you.

[She smiles, twisting the salt shaker between her fingers.]

Sounds like that job uses the sort of equipment my dad would love to fiddle with.

[makedo]

Magnanimous, I know.

[ Salt shaker will be used for demonstration later. ]

Yeah? Your dad interested in tech?

[hexuality]

If it's something that works without magic, he's interested. He loves the idea of electricity, too; thinks it's fascinating. Mostly, though? He wants to learn how airplanes fly.

[makedo]

Airplanes are pretty fucking amazing, yeah. There's probably specs on the internet.

[ A beat. ] Does your dad know the internet?

[hexuality]

[She laughs, leaning back in her seat.]

We don't have internet. All of this— [She gestures to the cafe at large.] —doesn't really exist in my society. Magic and technology don't really mix.

Though Dad did make a car fly, once, so.

[makedo]

He made a car fly. [ A beat. ] Guess that shouldn't surprise me.

[hexuality]

It surprised us. We've only ever seen them driving around! But I suppose if brooms and carpets can fly, why not cars.

[makedo]

Right. So long as he's not making tanks fly.

[hexuality]

We don't have those.

[Well, wizards don't, anyway.]

[makedo]

A flying tank would be pretty fucking cool, though. [ Now he's thinking of the tactical advantages of that... ]

[hexuality]

Anything that flies is cool.

[makedo]

Most things. [ Says the guy who wanted to be an airplane.

But rockets aren't cool if they're coming your way. ]

[hexuality]

Broom things, then.

[makedo]

So you actually have a flying broom.

[hexuality]

Of course I do. And I'm brilliant on it, if you don't mind me saying so.