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Jade Hendriks-Fahey ([info]adiospantalones) wrote in [info]flippedrpg,
@ 2012-12-26 16:31:00

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Entry tags:! log, ch: swap: hannah potter, ch: swap: luke potter, p: abby, p: kat

Who: Luke and Hannah
Where: Outside
When: Wednesday morning/early afternoon
What: Playing in the snow!
Warnings: None/cute?/bad rhymes?

There was a lot Luke had missed out on with Hannah. Was going to miss out on with her. Although they'd have one Christmas together in his future, it was so far into her past that she didn't even remember it. And he doubted from the things she'd implied that she had much of a wintery-fun type of childhood. Which was a shame, since he'd always enjoyed the way snow transformed a landscape, and he'd been looking forward to sharing that with his children. And even though it was supposed to be a fun day (they'd already built a small snow-fort together as well as a snow-family) and she was far too old for his fussing, he couldn't help but worry about his daughter's comfort and wellbeing. He had years of not fussing to make up for anyway.

"We need to have a chat about your hat." The rhyming was annoying but unavoidable. It didn't quite get the entire message across, but they'd all become better at interpreting the larger meaning of their limited word selection. "Do you know the charm to keep it warm, despite this snow storm? I don't want you to get ill, though you'll think I'm a pill."



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[info]heroesinthedark
2012-12-28 02:15 am UTC (link)
If Hannah was going to be honest with herself, most of what they were doing now didn't feel real. It wasn't because they all looked like Whos, it wasn't becuase they were in a world that seemed out of someone's drug inspired dreams. No. It was becuase now, at this moment, she was building things, in the snow, with her dad. In a way that she never thought she would.

It was part of the magic of this place, and it was something she had learned not to take lightly. Any moment you could be done away with or sent back. She was going to enjoy all the time that these scientists had given her, time with her parents. With Sirilla, with Renee. She'd thought about this a million times growing up, but being able to actually do it... Just magic.

Hannah let out a laugh hearing her father speak. There were some up sides to this world. Many really, but hearing everyone being forced to rhyme was possibly the funniest thing she'd ever heard! Until she had to talk herself and her mouth seemed to be forced to interpret what she wanted to say in the same way. Getting the message a cross as best they could. "I promise you I'm warm enough, I won't be cold despite this stuff," she indicated the snow. "Part of how you play the game, expecting chills through to your aim. I think this family's incomplete... there's no pet to sit at their feet." She wanted to make a SnowPadfoot!

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[info]adiospantalones
2012-12-28 02:32 am UTC (link)
There were some times where he just wanted to hug Hannah and never ever let her go. Those times were far more frequent since she'd been stuck in the time loop. He knew their time was limited and at any moment she could be gone. But hugging her all day would mean they couldn't share moments out in the snow. "Your nose is quite red and it's not just the Whos; you laid up in bed would give us the blues. At least be a love and let me charm your glove." He pulled out his wand and raised a brow. He'd feel much better if he knew she was warm and not likely to catch a cold.

Surveying the snow family, he nodded with a grin. "I think you are right, the lack is a sight. What they need is a hound to make the picture round." Bending over, he began mounding up the snow at the foot of the snowwoman they'd built together.

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