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Tweak says, "You so care about me."

Ernest (Ernie/Ern) Macmillan (ernsthename) wrote in pandorarpg,
@ 2011-11-27 20:56:00

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!status: complete, ^date: november 04 2003, character: ernie macmillan, character: justin finch-fletchley

Characters: Justin Finch-Fletchley and Ernie Macmillan
Setting: Justin's place, November 4, 14:09
Summary: Friends meeting up for a bit of an update.
Rating: Work-safe.

Ernie left work not a minute late and had soon enough found himself at Justin's place. He hadn't had proper sleep for the past few days and it was starting to take a toll on him at work. He was so distracted that he had gotten kicked during a relatively simple training exercise earlier that day from a relatively green colleague. He had spent most of the rest of the day filling out the incident report and just feeling sheepish for having allowed something like that to happen. He of course had been keeping an ear out for their most troubling cases but has as a result felt uncomfortable about what he had learnt. It was clearly a coincidence though, he thought as there were a number of folks still alive who had experienced nightmares. He was worried, but he wasn't exactly sure whether or how much he'd tell Justin about it as he figured that it would cause unnecessary worry.

Stepping out of the fireplace at Justin's he commenced dusting off his uniform.

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basilisk_srvivr
2011-11-30 12:39 am UTC (link)

Justin only barely noticed the hand upon his head. "What the hell am I thinking, anyway. I can barely protect myself, how can I protect you?"

He lifted his head and uncurled himself a little, then his face was overcome with an almost comic pout of confusion.

"Hey, you got out! Bloody fucking stupid rope," he muttered, opting to blame the rope rather than his skills at offensive and defensive spells.

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ernsthename
2011-11-30 02:43 am UTC (link)

"You know, I'm not overly bad at what I do. You did manage to catch me off guard though." Ernie knew that he just needed a moment like that to be snuffed out, but he wasn't going to speak of that.

"In any case, you have faster reflexes than you give yourself credit. I wouldn't mind reviewing defensive and offensive spells with you though; it'd give me at least a bit of peace of mind should anything happen. So long as you don't use them on me."

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basilisk_srvivr
2011-11-30 02:55 am UTC (link)

"What'll that do, Ern?" he replied with a rare look of hopelessness. His imagination was running wild, coming up with wild theories that all led to Ernie being dead, just like Harry. "Spells only count when you're still there to cast them. We both know that at the first sign of trouble, I'm out the door."

He picked a piece of lint from his trousers, not liking what this whole... thing was doing to him. He hated feeling worried sick, feeling like there wasn't anything he could do for himself or for everyone else. This wasn't like him - at least it wasn't like the him he tried to be.

But then, that him tended to push down his more negative emotions. They had to come out sometime.

"I just... I'm sorry, Ern, but I'm not sorry at all. If I could hold you anyplace, I would, just in case."

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ernsthename
2011-11-30 03:20 am UTC (link)

"Well you'd feel at least somewhat more comfortable with using those spells," Ernie started. "And you know, you never know what you do have in you unless you're in a situation. Which is why practicing is typically a good idea. In any case, I believe that you'd do what is right for yourself then, should anything happen," he said, trying his best to be comforting but knowing that he is babbling again.

"And thanks," Ernie said with a smile...it was hard to smile while engaged in such a grim discussion, but it was also difficult to not smile when someone is showing genuine concern. "Again, I'm too stubborn to be hidden or held away. Don't ever hold that against yourself either. Then again, if the situation was reversed, I'd probably do the same."

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basilisk_srvivr
2011-11-30 03:25 am UTC (link)

There was a slight crack to Justin's grim exterior. "Well, the situation was reversed, and you did do the same." A small smile. "That didn't work then either, as you said."

He sighed and ran his hands along his face, as if wiping away his feelings of the last several moments. "Maybe I should take you up on that offer, of practicing. I guess it couldn't hurt."

An idea popped into his head and his face lit up. "Hey, Ern, think we might be able to use the DMLE gym? I bet there're a few fit officers that might like to help."

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ernsthename
2011-11-30 03:42 am UTC (link)

"Well it can't hurt too much," Ernie said, rubbing his ribcage. "A rookie managed to kick me today while in training," he added with a sigh and a shrug. "Could be worse though."

"How about if I check? I'll have to warn you that those blokes are merciless though. They knew that I was having an off day. But I guess it was to make up for calling a number of them in to cover Halloween," he said shaking his head.

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	basilisk_srvivr 2011-11-30 03:47 am UTC (link)
	"Well, you know me Ern - I don't mind it rough!" He clapped his hand onto Ernie's shoulder, then used it as leverage to lift himself into a standing position. "Come on, Mags should be here soon with dinner. I asked her to make your favourite," he offered, holding out his hand to his best mate. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	ernsthename 2011-11-30 03:55 am UTC (link)
	For a moment Ernie didn't quite catch what Justin had said. "I didn't mean it like that," he said with a grin, grabbing hold of Justin's hand. He was relieved to note that his best friend had returned to normal and that he wasn't going to spend goodness knows how long tied up and hidden away. (Reply to this) (Parent)

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