| in your head they are fighting, with their tanks and their bombs, with their bombs and their guns |
[May. 16th, 2009|07:32 pm] |
Who: Andrew Kirke, Neville Longbottom, & Seamus Finnigan
What: An exchange of words
When: Saturday, May 16, 2009 - morning
Where: A nunnery on the island of Iona.
Rating: PG-13 (language and threats)
Status: Log, complete.
( Who the fuck are you? ) |
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| "But everybody's changing and I don't feel the same..." |
[May. 16th, 2009|09:32 pm] |
Who: Penelope Clearwater and Neville Longbottom
What: Penny and Neville go to lunch. Along the way, they talk politics, strategy and generally about the muggle world.
Where: a restaurant in muggle London
When: last Friday, May 15 (backdated)
Rating: G
The restaurant was dark and quiet, the kind of place that Neville usually avoided out of sheer worry that he would manage to overturn plate or table. He made a deliberate effort to sit still despite his obvious curiosity, hands folded in his lap as he lifted his head to look around, eyes darting from diners to walls to the back rooms, wondering what sort of food might appear on the menu. When he saw the figure approach, the dim memory of manners forced him from his seat to clumsily stand. He held out his hand to the woman with a shy smile, hoping that it was Penelope Clearwater.
( Fear is a powerful weapon. ) |
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| "But I threw you the obvious..." |
[May. 16th, 2009|10:27 pm] |
Who: Neville Longbottom and Aleister Borage (plus observers)
What: Neville asks some questions.
Where: Isle of Lewis, Outer Hebrides
When: Saturday, May 16
Rating: G
"There really was no point in attempting to find neutral ground." Aleister's voice forced Neville away from his thoughts, his laugh more of a bark as it interrupted. "There isn't a place in these islands that one of us doesn't know." Neville looked at him, his eyes deep but without assent. Aleister waited, his body leaning just slightly forward. Hovering.
( I didn't come here to ask you those kinds of questions. ) |
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| ...oh and marvelous things - but they are, they are, they are giving me the creeps... |
[May. 16th, 2009|10:42 pm] |
Who: Seamus Finnigan and his father, Donovan
What: An unexpected visit
When: Saturday, May 16, late morning, after THIS.
Where: Just outside Belfast, Ireland
Rating: PG-13
( Who the fecking hell d’you think you’re talking to? ) |
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