open rp post

[wunderkind]

an open rp post
(it is what it says it is)

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pick a character

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leave me a comment. maybe a scenario, maybe an AU scenario, maybe a picture, maybe a word,
maybe a request to resume old game canon, maybe just a comment.
i don't care. do your worst.

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helpful note: i am currently obsessed with the Hunger Games and Christmas. can you combine those into one tag?

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let's get it on



disclaimer: we probably won't get it on
+ there are no promises i will take this seriously

Comments

[desiredhertobetheirqueen]

Are you a wizard? Oh, that's brilliant, can you show me some magic?

[It's easy to believe in magic when you see it on a daily basis, of course it it. She takes his arm, and swings it just a bit]

If you wanted to be admired, you would have needed to take Susan along with you. She's the real beauty, men have traveled across land and sea just to look at her.

But you're lucky, I'm the one with a more adventurous mind.

[doggedly]

[That Susan sounds like a good deal right there, yeah. Men traveling to see you because you're so beautiful is like some Helen of Troy sort of thing--but Sirius knows better than to say this to the girl who's on his arm.]

Adventurous mind, and I think you're severely underselling yourself, if that's not too forward to say. Is that too forward to say?

And yeah, I'm a wizard. You're in London, but in the magical part--or well, you soon will be, once we get there. What sort of magic d'you want to see?

[Besides instant travel, that one's a given. How else will they get to Diagon Alley from his flat?]

[desiredhertobetheirqueen]

Just a little forward, but I promise you're quite handsome enough that I won't call for your head.

[She wouldn't call for his head even if he wasn't, truthfully.

Susan's also not remotely as nice as Lucy, for all that she's called the Gentle, but that's an entirely other matter.]

Can you turn a teacup into a dormouse?

[Clearly she feels this would be very challenging.]

[doggedly]

[He laughs, genuinely pleased and amused by that sharp wit. What a good sport she is! Most girls get all weird, but she's giving as good as she gets, so far, and he likes that very much.]

I can turn a teacup into nearly anything, miss. My lady? What do I call you... well, what colour mouse would you like, answer me that one.

[desiredhertobetheirqueen]

It would be lovely if he could match my hair.

[She says it with a sunny smile.]

You can call me Lucy, if you like! If that's too informal, then I suppose your grace-

[She says that with a heavy sigh]

But Lucy is fine, just the same.