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[brainiest]

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

 

ic contact for hermione granger at eachdraidh.
(text, voice, video, action;
locket, compass, bone charm, letter, owl)

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voice. locket.

[brainiest]

For spelling and grammar? Maybe. But if there's bad language I reserve the right to deny my part in checking it over.

[ Isn't this the way things should be? The easiness that comes between two people that care about one another, the friendship that they share - and she feels lighter for it, the kind of lightness that Luke has always brought her. She can remember the moon, Samhain, the losses they've shared, sitting with him and his snakes, and it makes her feel so much better that it's hard to find the words for it.

She does laugh, though, a little, light sound, and she huffs out a little noise. At least she can still be scolding, even if she's teasing him and pushing him a little too far. ]

I promise I don't need to proofread everything. Just posters you might put up in Caer Glaem or the Citadel. Marchioness' duty.

voice. locket.

[marred]

[ then he supposes most of his letters will consist of bad language. luke may be the son of the god of literature, but unlike his father, he's the demigod who makes it a point to never take another person's shit. if it means he needs to get a little crass and curt in his letters, then he thinks himself to be a good marquis. or something. this gig isn't him; he doesn't even think he's doing it right by being out in la llorona, biding his time to blow the outpost to smithereens. ]

Oh, good. There's these love letters I write and … [ he pulls a face, one he knows she can't see. there's a pause. his voice is teasing, if a little on the know-it-all side. ] Well. I don't think they're something a Marchioness like yourself should ever see.

voice. locket.

[brainiest]

Love letters to the Unseelie? You could get in trouble, you know. [ A part of her wonders if that is a joke, if he really is writing love letters to someone on the Unseelie side or if this is just another game of his, maybe love letters that are more along the lines of teasing than anything else. She hesitates, staring down at her locket before she tilts her head up and swallows.

It's none of her business anyway. If Luke wants to be romantic with someone on the Unseelie side he just has to be careful.

Either way, she shakes her head. ] I'll let you keep your dirty letters to yourself, I think. I'm not going within ten feet of them.

voice. locket.

[marred]

[ she's as easy to rile as thalia, but luke's never really had the chance to do so after she'd been turned into a tree. it's easy to fall back into the shoes of stirring someone up, just as long as they're not cursing him with some spell or to the river styx. it's all in good fun, him making things up, being a general pain in the ass. ]

[ it makes him feel better, less anxious, less like he's doing something wrong by not acting right now when his impulse is telling him to simply wreck the forest when his mind's telling him to be patient and wait. ]

[ the smile's evident in his voice. ] What if they're for you?

voice. locket.

[brainiest]

For me? [ For a moment, she's quiet, the silence rolling over her as she hesitates, trying to let her mind wrap around the idea. It's obvious that it's a joke - why would Luke write her a love letter? What would be the point, other than to tease her? - but the idea of it makes her pause and she blinks, trying to let it settle in her mind before she musters some kind of response.

Finally, she finds her voice again and she swallows, sitting up a little straighter. What a strange game they're playing, the two of them, and Hermione shifts before she speaks, trying not to let her embarrassment and her nerves flick into her voice whatsoever. ]

Then I definitely shouldn't proof read them, should I?