ic inbox/voicemail

[brainiest]

 
"Hello, Hermione Granger here. I must be busy, so please leave a message. Thank you very much!" 

 

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(text, voice, video, action;
locket, compass, bone charm, letter, owl)

Comments

[fell_to_hell]

Best not to risk it, then. He's friends with Hiro. [Some...how....] I'm not prepared to get him or his friends killed by them because of me.

I'm sorry about that, Hermione. Both for your friend and what just happened with the compass.

[brainiest]

That's alright, it's not your fault. I'll work on it and I think it'll be shut down by tomorrow. I've never had to do this before and mine is the master compass, so to speak. It's going to be a bit of magic, but...

Are you okay?

[fell_to_hell]

I have confidence in you.

[That is a sadly loaded question...but it's Hermione and that's all it takes to get him to tell the truth.]

No. Not really. And there's nothing I can do about it without going up to Ridire and Solais and asking them to just take my shard and be done with it. I'm also pretty sure I messed up with Hiro in that I didn't fight the issue when we were talking about it. All in all, not in a good emotional state.

[That's an understatement right there. He keeps falling for the wrong people and he's extremely tired of it, especially when there'd been a chance and it got ripped away because they're on different sides.]

[brainiest]

We're doing well, aren't we?

[ He can probably pick up the ironic tone of that. ]

If it makes you feel better... Things aren't going so well here either. I found out one of my close friends wants to remove all the other Marquis and Marchionesses from the Citadel, leaving me, and - oh! Did I mention I was almost engaged to a man that wanted to use me because he was desperate? Let's not count the fact that there's a war coming and I've only just gotten around to actually being able to handle a sword without falling over.

And I'm pretty sure a lot of people hate me and want me dead.

I miss you.

[fell_to_hell]

[....]

It doesn't make me feel better, but I'm glad you told me. And those people who hate you and want you dead will have to go through me first. I'm not losing another sister in another war if I have any say in the matter.

If you need help with a sword, then I'll drop everything to help you. I don't expect anyone to play fair, so...if I can help you watch out for as many dirty tricks as possible, then....

I miss you, too. Maybe...if you don't mind it, I can stay with you for a while? I'll understand if not.

[But maybe it'll do them both some good.]

[brainiest]

That's very sweet of you, Nico. I don't want to lose you either, not if there's anything I can do to help it. Runes, magic, protection, my wand and my rapier - all of it's yours if it means that I can keep you safe.

I've been learning since July, since my duel, but I'm not the best. I've been promised some sparring practise, if you want to come and help me there?

[ And then... Oh, Nico. ]

You never have to ask. My doors - and my arms - are always open for you, whenever you like. I'm between the Citadel and Haven now, so just let me know.

[fell_to_hell]

[He's missed that feeling of having an older sibling being there to protect him. He's actually missed being a younger brother.]

Then we'll protect each other, no matter what. I'll do everything I can to help you out, too. Whatever you need me to do, just give the word.

I'd be honored. I'll even make sure you know every dirty trick in the book so that you don't get taken by surprise.

[Nico loves Hermione a lot, and it only seems to grow each time they talk.]

Okay. I'll let you know before I leave. Promise.