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Bryony Capper (goodlight) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Bryony smiled back, oblivious to any intent behind Genie's smile. She would never do it, but the image of her slapping anyone did cause her to bite back a giggle. "I don't even know what he looks like," she confided. Then she imagined her mother slapping some strange man because he'd been so rude as to not keep an appointment - and this time, the giggle escaped.

"You live in the muggle world?" Bryony asked, both surprised and instantly curious. Though Dean and Braith and even Ophelia were familiar with the muggle world, and had indirectly introduced Bryony to some small parts of it, it wasn't the same as actually living there. Quickly remembering her manners, she blushed again. "Sorry. I don't mean to pry. I got my first pen when I was in fifth year. It's so much better for detail work in drawings thank ink." She'd never used it in class, of course, but in the relative privacy of Ravenclaw tower, she'd poured over sketches, admiring the pen's ability to create short, sharp lines with little risk of blotting.

Bryony had stood to fetched her drink, but she turned back to offer Genie a handshake. "I'm Bryony." She was getting better at dropping the formality with which she'd been raised, and tonight there was the advantage of decreasing the odds of any of this getting back to her mother without her surname. "Can I get you anything? Some nuts for the table? I haven't eaten."