Who: Macnair twins Where: the spare study When: after this What: Mercy has herself an idea. Warnings: discussion of violence maybe?
Mercy unrolled the list she'd made and weighted it down on the table, waiting for her brother. It was charmed so no one but the two of them could read it, but she still sat by the door, listening for her father. She didn't think he was home, but one could never be too careful. She might be too excited about it, and it might be far too bold, but that was why she wanted to keep it a secret. This would gain the attention of their necrophagic colleagues, and their arses were covered if that attention was negative. Really, it wasn't all that groundbreaking, but it would be fun.
She waited for her brother to appear, then shut the door quickly behind him and locked it. "Okay, this is serious time now," she informed her twin. "If you mock me, I swear to Merlin I will do it on my own."