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[worksmart]

[At first this entry appears blank. Then, falteringly, four words type themselves out in block capitals and flash shakily on the screen.]

BELOVED HUSBAND AND FATHER

[Almost as soon as the final R appears it starts to erase itself, a whitewash sweeping backwards through the text. These words replace it.]

ROBERT CHASE
1976 - 2006

[They remain on

Comments

[7thborn]

Something tells me that's not right.

[Pause.]

And for your information, I've been doing just fine against 'things like that.'

[Yes, Chase. She's back to her old stalking ways.]

[worksmart]

Probably not.

And I'm sorry, someone obviously forgot to keep me up to date with the number of nests you'd cleared out.

[7thborn]

Right. Because it's more than a little weird that you and Percy were born in the same year.

[No, really. Percy. Merlin help them all.]

I haven't cleared out any. Yet. But I haven't gotten mauled, and considering everything else that's been going on, that's bloody impressive.

[worksmart]

So was Freddie Prinze, Jr. The similarities are uncanny.

I wasn't denying that what you can do is impressive. I was pointing out that no one knows how you'll hold up against an entire roosting flock. Which I think you've just agreed with.

[7thborn]

... who?

[A self-assured snort goes here. Or something that would like to sound self-assured.]

Well then, we'll have to see how far my Gryffindorishness can carry me, won't we? And maybe some fire. I haven't really decided yet.

[worksmart]

A known intellectual.

[Ahem.]

But you reckon it's going to go fine?

[7thborn]

I have to hope it's going to go fine. I'm not the type to sit on my arse and do nothing, Chase. Even with other things the way they are, something's got to be done.

[worksmart]

I'm not disagreeing with that. I'm disagreeing with the idea that two young women up against a nest of monsters isn't something worthy of concern.

[7thborn]

But we aren't regular young women.

[worksmart]

You are to me.

[7thborn]

[Look, she is touched, okay. But she won't say it.]

We'll be fine. I think between the two of us, we've gotten through a lot worse than this.

[Maybe.]

[worksmart]

If you're not fine, I want a call. There's always someone else around to pitch in.

[7thborn]

I'll try my best to give you that call, then. But don't get your wand in a knot if something does happen and I can't.

[She considered calling him the moment her shoulder started bothering her, but she decided to ignore it. It still bothers her, but, well, still ignoring it. It's not the biggest problem she's got to deal with right now.]