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Lucy Spinks ([info]addingvalue) wrote in [info]finnigans_rpg,
Susan had told Lucy to make herself comfortable and use the pool whenever she'd like, but between her new rock-climbing gym, the Victis Honor day event and getting used to her new job Lucy hadn't really had time. She liked swimming, but it could be a bit of a faff what with feeling like she had to shave her legs (even though she acknowledged logically that it was a ridiculous pressure) and locate her swimming costume and make sure she definitely had time to wash her hair thoroughly afterwards.

Since her main objectives for that Thursday had been corresponding with various people in different time zones, she'd gone into work early and left correspondingly before her usual time - giving her a whole evening to herself. She'd flooed home, changed into her swimming costume, tied her hair back and then pulled a t-shirt on over the top for the short walk to the pool.

Susan was out somewhere, and Lucy was humming to herself as she approached - but she stopped short as she opened the door and saw that the pool was definitely not empty. Nor was there any chance of mistaking the occupant for Susan. Or Susan's brother, for that matter. "Who the -" Lucy's tone was more demanding than strictly angry, but it made no difference as the stranger toppled into the water. It was obvious he hadn't intended to, and a startled noise plus some flailing of the long limbs forced Lucy into action.

"Oh hell," she muttered as she kicked off her shoes, ran to the edge of the pool and slid quickly and quietly into the water. She'd taken her personal survival skills with her school before leaving for Hogwarts, and she could dimly remember the appropriate way to get someone in trouble to safety. She should probably have looked around for a life belt or float of some kind, but it hadn't occurred to her.


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