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poly_chromatic2013-01-03 04:50 pm
hexuality) wrote in poly_chromatic2013-01-03 04:50 pm
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Clint's right. This place really does have to work on its sense of humour.
[Ginny's in the office of Passioné, doors and windows locked, wand in hand at all times. She's seen her brother's face out of the corner of her eye over and over and it's put her on edge, but not enough to stay out of trouble. When she pushes a hand through her unruly hair, there's gauze spotted with red wrapped around her left forearm—that's her reason for making the broadcast, really, so she holds it up to the camera.]
Word of warning if you're playing the heroic Gryffindor like yours truly—they bite.
[She looks like she might say something else, but there's a clatter of sound from the window and she freezes, eyes narrowing. And then she reaches out and switches the feed off.]
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[She exhales, tugging him along, arm throbbing vaguely.]
Don't look at them. Are you okay?
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[ He lets her drag him where she wants to, tries to surreptitiously look her over in case there's something she's not telling him. ] You?
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[She leads him to her office and shuts and locks the door behind them, gesturing to the sofa nestled against the wall—sit—as she crosses to the mini fridge and pulls out a bottle of water. That, she tosses at him.]
Hydrate. We can have a proper drink when this is all over.
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[ But he takes the bottle gratefully, unscrews the cap and downs half of it in one go, throat working as he swallows. All of this - it's kind of like he's back in the trenches only more nightmarish and he can't help the rattling wave of nerves that have settled in his stomach. ]
You patch yourself up?
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Yes, sir. [She holds up the arm, neatly done up.] It's a bite, nothing massive. Should heal in a trice with the potion I've put on it.
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I could get you to the hospital.
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[She's very sure of this. Ginny smiles at him, elbows him gently.]
Hey. Trust me.
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Fine, I trust you.
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That's what I like to hear.
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Do you need anything?
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[She sighs, rubbing absently at her arm.]
They like their games and secrets, the deities.
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We'll get through this and we'll see if they'll answer for it.
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