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Angelina Johnson (angie_j) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

A little hum of agreement escaped Angie. "Yeah, I just have Evan and, I mean, he's my brother and I love him, but we're complete opposites personality wise and we were never really close," she said and shrugged. "He was in Ravenclaw actually, couple of years older than me. He was a prefect but never the most sociable guy. He fits the head in a book stereotype so you might have missed him."

"Sometimes there are heels," she admitted, wriggling her arse slightly. "But it takes a fuckload of spellwork to keep my feet from killing me so it's not too often."

Her eyes sparkled with amusement as she turned back to look at him. "Solid and reliable I can work with," she said. Her mouth was hidden behind her helmet, but it was smirking.

They were out of the building now and she doused the lights and closed the door again with a couple of quick spells. They were at the sprawling edges of London, as it finally started to peter out into countryside. Close enough that it was an easy ride to somewhere they could get up in the air. She swung herself onto the bike with the ease of much practice. "Okay, so, the important thing to remember is to hang on to either me or the handles just under your seat. It might be easier to lean forward towards me to start with. Lean into the turns and if I tap your hands loosen off a bit. Don't squish your driver. Very important that!"