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WHO: Hermione Granger & her magical pack of pixies (aka you)
WHEN: During Silent Night
WHERE: the Inn & surroundings
WHAT: can i interest you in some slice of life in these trying times? catch-all and open to all who want some cute form of interaction (warning: i may bite you in the feels) with Hermione before the new arc starts; bring on the magical weeds too
WARNINGS: will add if necessary
[ooc: please feel free to to either PM me or reach me on plurk/discord if you want a separate starter, or throw your own in here. get in losers, we're doing shenanigans.]
WHEN: During Silent Night
WHERE: the Inn & surroundings
WHAT: can i interest you in some slice of life in these trying times? catch-all and open to all who want some cute form of interaction (warning: i may bite you in the feels) with Hermione before the new arc starts; bring on the magical weeds too
WARNINGS: will add if necessary
[ooc: please feel free to to either PM me or reach me on plurk/discord if you want a separate starter, or throw your own in here. get in losers, we're doing shenanigans.]
sobs ;o; - yes, a big ole marshmallow
She reaches up to rest a hand against Hermione's arm, giving it a gentle tug away so her hand might fall away from her face. When it does, Red shakes her head, swallowing thickly before she finds the words: )
Why would I think that's dumb? ( It's asked quietly. ) I wish the same. I wish we could remember. I wish we could choose if we wanted to stay or go or go with someone else- ( It's all impossible, but it doesn't stop her from wishing, and so she insists: ) It's not dumb.
who's a soft lil hellhound? yes you are
Oh - [ She used to ask, before. Anyone she'd barely known well enough, she'd ask for permission before she flung her arms around them for a hug. But Red has evolved into Friend status, so she doesn't get the question.
Hermione tugs her closer and wraps the girl up in a giant hug. ]
Oh - I'm glad I'm not alone struggling with this...whole thing.
lmaooo the softest hellhound
Yeah, pretty sure there's a few of us who are.
I didn't leave my room when the beacon was activated back in Serthica. It's okay to want to remember, y'know? Kinda fucked up this whole place is just incinerated from our heads as if it never happened.
best girl (tm)
Mostly, though, there's something oddly small and sad about Red, something that Hermione wants to protect. So that hug will last as long as it needs to last.
It lasts all the way through when the beacon was activated back in Serthica, and her mouth going dry and numb. ] They got that working?
[ Was she asleep when that happened? Was she helping the orphans underground? Was she just pretending it wasn't real because she's fond of both her friends and of the danger? ]
It is - it is messed up. Um. [She presses her lips together, and hooks her chin on Red's shoulder, and mutters quietly:] Fucked up.
no her
To go through, to stay.
So she could stay. ) Yeah. Emilia went back then returned in like a few seconds so. ( She does love the way 'fucked up' sounds in Hermione's accent, in her tone, and for a moment, it at least distracts her from the ache rattling around in his rib cage. ) I love it when you say fuck.
( A pause, and she pulls back slow to look at Hermione's face, lingering before: ) ...you didn't know the beacon was back up?
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She manages a sheepish smile when Red pulls back to look at her, mostly because of that whole I love it when you say fuck ordeal. Is her accent that thick, or is Red aware that she was, up until recently, the well-mannered part of a trio? ]
Ah...yes. I should probably stop brewing in confined spaces, I think it muddles the senses.
[ Such a lie feels bad on her tongue, and Hermione sighs. ] Alright, that's an utter lie, I've very good brewing manners - I must've deliberately just...ignored it. What if the choice is leave and not get to say goodbye? I couldn't, Red...
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( It's not like it would just totally be out of her radar unless she refused to see it, but she gets wanting to deliberately ignore it, to not let oneself actually face it at all. Her throat locks, and she breathes out. )
I think it happens pretty quick. So yeah, the beacon's activated, people line up, and then they're just... gone.
You'd have to say your goodbyes before you went. ( Her hand rests over Hermione's, squeezing it tight as if the thought alone is- She doesn't let herself linger on it. Can't. )
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She lets out a sigh and squeezes Red's hand back. ] I'm not ready to face that. I'm not...
[ Here, a helpless shrug. ] What if I see this through to the end of whatever line points us east? What if I stick around just to make sure that...that everyone makes it back alright.
[ Although, at this, she pauses, taking in the girl in front of her. Would Red want to return to wherever she's from? There are plenty of people around who wouldn't, for many reasons that are all their own, but she hasn't asked Red this question.
And if it came down to it, would it matter? Would the beacon care, if Hermione grabbed Red's hand and took her along with her, instead? Would it work?
Silly thinking. ]
Truth is, it's a mystery - what is East? I'm more curious than I should be, I guess.
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( Red's face does become a grimace at the thought of making it back alright to her own world herself, though. She does not want to go, but she is also aware she can't stay here and can't avoid returning as much as she might want to. Her hand remains in Hermione's, and she shakes her head.
There's something of a smile. )
Why can't you be curious about it?
People believe- they have always fought to believe that they can forge their own paths, their own destinies. It might not always work out, but nothing would ever change if no one ever tried.
Maybe you can see what's to the East. ( Even if she has a world to return to, even if- )