[Garrett has not figured out how to use the datapad yet; the thing has accidentally turn on as he wobbles it around in the air using the Force. Floating in midair as it is, you get a shaky shot of our prince sitting on the edge of his bed, elbows on his knees and hands fisting in his hair]
It's just a bloody door.
It's not. You know it's not.
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So who is she and why did she tell you to stay?
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I have to say, I've never seen a lady with hair of such a lovely shade. Might I have your name?
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[ Tonks smiles. She can appreciate that he appreciates the color lavender. It's a good color. ]
I'm Tonks. Who're you?
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A pleasure to meet you, milady. [she's gets a bow, and a smirk that shows he's aware it's a ridiculous thing to do] I'm new. Well - people tend to call me Garrett, actually, when they're trying to be polite. I occasionally go by such titles as 'jackass', 'selfish prick' and on one memorable occasion, 'horselover'. The last of which is not actually true, I assure you.
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[ It is a perfectly valid question. The Whomping Willow gives better than it gets. ]
That's cute.
[ She likes it. He has showmanship. ]
Wotcher Garrett and if we're exchanging titles, I'm known as clumsy, klutzy and sometimes obnoxious. I can promise you, they've all been true at least once.
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Oh, come now. Cute? That was worth at least an adorable, or perhaps stunningly handsome. Suave? I have more synonyms where those came from, believe me. [He is not taking himself seriously at all here] What would life be without a little obnoxiousness? It adds character. I must have enough character to create an epic poem, at this point.
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[ Tonks continues to grin. ]
Yeah, just cute. I'm afraid suave doesn't translate well over the video feed. You'll have to show me in person one time.
[ Don't worry, neither is she. ]
Character's not enough, I'm afraid. Have you ever tickled a sleeping dragon? They write epic poems about that, I think.
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[A smile curves across his lips] I'd be honoured to have the change.
[and then he wrinkles his nose] I have, actually. It didn't turn out for me, lost another pair of shoes. Not that it really mattered, he would have gotten to them eventually.
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I'm definitely willing to give you that chance. There are a few places around without any trees.
[ Que? ]
You've actually tickled a sleeping dragon? How'd you get close enough? Do you work with them?
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You know, I'd noticed that. From what I've seen, this place doesn't appear to have any trees - should I be concerned, do you think?
That damn thing sleeps - slept, I suppose - in our camp. I don't care if he saved us, he still ate my shoes.
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No, I wouldn't be concerned but if you're feeling nostalgic I could find something to tie you up to. How do you feel about sculptures?
So he was a friendly dragon? Did he have a name?
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