|Heath (heathism) wrote in wished,|
@ 2010-05-07 22:02:00
|Entry tags:||!1998: 05, !incomplete, heathcote barbary, myron wagtail|
Who: Heath and Myron
What: Talking about the album, etc.
Where: Out in London
Heath felt antsy - he had since he'd seen the article this morning. They'd been banking on most of the idiots in power (and definitely the pure blood supremacist idiots) not noticing the significance of what they were doing. They wouldn't know muggle music, they wouldn't know the importance of the message, wouldn't notice the movement of it... But a lot depended on the fact that they wouldn't notice, now that he thought about it. And it was true, they'd wanted to do something, and he'd sort of helped to spearhead it, and he'd written to answer the questions for the article, but fucking Merlin if they did notice?
Heath didn't want to think about it.
With Gideon and Merton otherwise occupied, Heath felt like getting out of the house. He likely would have felt like getting out anyway, but they had very good ways of distracting him and getting him to stay in. Without those distractions, he found himself pacing, thinking of what to do, and then scribbling a note to Myron - who he knew was probably just as antsy as he was right now. He didn't wait for a reply before he headed out to meet him.