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[sacrificial]

I'm getting rather tired of this, you know. Being packed away most of the time, only to be dragged out again whenever the mood strikes you.

Which, if you hadn't noticed, isn't very often. I think I'm starting to grow cobwebs.

[a sigh] Still, I can't in good conscience encourage you to just throw me somewhere interesting without no thought to it. So. Sit on this for a while, consider whether or not you actually want to put in the effort required to play me, or if you're just allowing nostalgia to cloud your judgement.

Incidentally, time-travel? That's a terrible idea! Don't these people know what happens to the fabric of the universe when you mess around with things like that? No good has ever come of messing around with the past. People go insane.

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[parentsaredead]

It's not so bad.

[ orz, awkward ]

Time-travel, that is. If you're not thinking about it.

[sacrificial]

[A beat, and then a smile] Harry! It's good to see you. [She always likes bumping into her sons. Even if they're. the same age]

It's something that I'd rather not take a chance on, to be honest.

[passive]

I'm not one for enabling, but it would be nice to see you again, Lily. [A beat, and she grins.] Carver isn't there, though, so you'll have to do without scarring me for life.

[sacrificial]

[About to reply and then turning an interesting shade of red] Yes, well - lucky for you, I suppose. [nyeh xc]

It would be nice to see you. How are you finding it, in this Exsilium place?

[toerag]

[Right. So. Ignoring all but the important bits.]

Orrrr you could just timetravel over and over again to the part where you said I'm not so bad.

[passive]

[Good to know the Hawke family charms weren't totally lost on her. :'D]

It's... all right, I suppose. There are an awful lot of mages - and a fascination with magic in general, I've found, so you'd fit right in.

[sacrificial]

[Ew it's you]

I wouldn't trust you within a hundred miles of anything remotely capable of time travel.

[sacrificial]

Really? [a beat. Insightful not-mum stare here] You don't sounds as pleased about that as I might have thought.

[pointismoot]

[ he's silent for a while ]

It appears these mundanes develop a pattern of doing before thinking.

[toerag]

[hay bb hay]

I would bring you back a lovely prehistoric flower worthy of you and your name.

Or a dinosaur.

[sacrificial]

[a beat, and then she sighs and gives him a smile] I sometimes think you're giving them too much credit by assuming they think at all.

[sacrificial]

See, that is the whole problem! You haven't thought this through at all, about what possible effects that could have on the space time continuum. [Except there's something about her manner that says she totally want s a dinosaur]

[passive]

Oh, I like the mages just fine, actually. It's... [it's her brother and the ten million grey wardens who keep telling her it's not so bad] Complicated. Things are a little different, from when we first met.

[parentsaredead]

[ the awkwardness is still present, but Harry's smile is positively beaming ] Yeah, you too.

I mean. It's always. Good to see you.

Even when the [ he looks to the side ] timing's not what it should be. It's still nice. [ foot in mouth now ]

[sacrificial]

Well, if it helps at all, it would probably be different from my end as well. My mundane has the terrible habit of being completely unable to decide on a canon point for me. There's a fair chance I'll be a mother if we happen to meet again in person.

[sacrificial]

[That gets a laugh from her][

Harry, it's all right. I think I'm a little more used to meeting like this than you are, but you're right. It is nice.

How have you been?

[toerag]

The space time continuum is just a muggle myth.

[spirit fingers]

Picture it. Dinos. A gentle triceratops that you can pet on the snout and name Muffy.

[pointismoot]

[ a small smile in return. it looks wretched on his face ]

An accusation I don't often hear.

[passive]

Oh, I know how you feel, with the canon points. This one can never make up her mind, either.

A mother, though? That's - different.

From an insane Dick Grayson is Harry Potter AU.

[dickandharry]

...the time travel making people going insane thing would probably explain Booster Gold's...Boosterness.

And, ah...hi?

[sacrificial]

As if you knew the first thing about muggles.

--And I would never name a triceratops Muffy.

[toerag]

I know some things.

Duffy then.

[sacrificial]

About muggles? I find that hard to believe.

I don't want you to bring me a dinosaur, potter. Or anything! In fact, I think it would be best if you stuck to the original plan and stayed far, far away from time travel.

[sacrificial]

[whatever she's used to him being ugly] Oh, have you picked up the habit of listening to people, then?

[toerag]

They use telephones and have more places to shop than Diagon Alley. [he looks so proud of himself]

That wasn't my original plan.

keywords :'D

[sacrificial]

Good god, you actually pronounced telephone correctly. Congratulations. [Her tone indicates that she may not, in fact, be all that proud of him :'|]

I really don't care for what your original plan was.

keywords back atcha ;)

[toerag]

Then explain to me why you looked excited to have a dinopet.

lies and untruths!!!

[sacrificial]

I was no such thing.

[toerag]

If I gave you a dinosaur right now would you refuse?

[sacrificial]

I wouldn't trust any gift you chose to give me.

[toerag]

What if I gave you a smile?

[sacrificial]

[There's a beat in which her lips twitch up, before she turns her head away to hide it] Don't be ridiculous.

[toerag]

But my dearest, Lily. Ridiculousness is my speciality.

[sacrificial]

To say the least. It would be nice to have a head's up this time, as opposed to some twat like Draco Malfoy letting the cat out of the bag again.

[sacrificial]

[Turning back to glare at him again. He must be used to this by now :'|] I'm not your dearest anything. And yes, believe me. I've noticed.

[abominable]

Come on now, be a little optimistic! Sure, messing with the fundamentals of time and space, horrific bouts of insanity, but if someone has to do it it might as well be you.

Not that I'd dream of abusing such a privilege, mind you. It's purely ah... academic?

[sacrificial]

Oh, no. A fine and upstanding citizen such as yourself couldn't possible conceive of such a thing.

[abominable]

Perish the thought! Shocking a bunch of old time templars with space magic would be irresponsible. You know me, I strive to uphold decorum.

Incidentally, is there any chance I could convince you knocking any old time templars you may see in the head is a good and noble idea without any consequences?

[sacrificial]

Yes, those feathers of you are very decorous.

I...don't actually think we have Templars in my world. Not in the same sense as you do, at least. But I can promise you that, were I to come across any in my travels, I would glare at them very intently. From a distance.