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A space ship. This is what you came up with. While you may find the 'fish out of water' scenario amusing, I most certainly do not. It's no good saying that I should be happy just to be alive, because clearly that remains to be seen.

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Think of all the fun you'll have. Being completely out of your element. Possible space pirates and Merlin knows what else begging to make your life a grand old adventure.

[...Lily?

Lily.

Who are you talking to? It can't be your old mate Sev, because you must know that there isn't a chance in Hell that he'll ever look at it like that.

Unless she's being sarcastic. In which case ha ha.]

Doubtful.

( she crosses her arms in front of her. it was sarcasm, maybe she could have emphasized but the warring emotions inside of her make it hard for her to do much of anything. )

Can't even bring yourself to enjoying it a little?

[Uh oh. He certainly recognizes the body language. Even if he had a horrible track record choosing an appeasing response.]

As far as I'm aware, it's not a pleasure cruise. I have likely been abducted.

Abducted. Like, by aliens? ( lily wants to stay angry, but there is something about seeing a familiar face that makes her feel a bit better about being here.

she ends up as she tries to hold back a laugh but it comes out louder than she wanted it too. ) Oh, Merlin's ass. I can't find a way to make that any better and I won't offer suggestions as to how it could get worse.

I'm either being tossed into a 'steam-punk' inspired game or one where I have to survive. Munny has a wicked sense of humor and feel the need to continue honing my need to survive like the war wasn't enough.

That remains to be seen. All part of the mystery, no doubt.

[Don't bother trying - he has ample enough imagination to supply any number of scenarios along the lines of how much it could get worse. :| ] I appreciate it, thank you.

Survival is likely to become an issue for me as well, where this is reputed to be a 'horror' game. [And Lily's mun... You've just made an enemy. Keep her safe.]

Good, I would hate to think about this more than I already have.

I'd rather none of us — well, perhaps a select few — have to fight for survival, but it seems unlikely that they'd put is in a game filled with puppies, kittens, rainbows, et cetera.

( no need to worry, having lily die again isn't on the agenda. maybe seriously maim, but not kill. )

[Wryly] I'm sensing a distinct lack of sympathy as to my fate. [The laugh didn't help.] Which admittedly, has the potential to be fairly ludicrous, possibility of imminent death aside. [Again, mun - thank you.]

They do like to take things to extremes, don't they?

[WELL. THAT EASES HIS MIND. Channeling Dobby, are we?]

( eyebrow waggle as she bites her bottom lip. ) Never know, could be very exciting.

That they do, I'm afraid. I'd hate to see what Munny would put me through when given complete reign over it all.

( dobby is a free elf, baby. i ain't got nothing on that. )

[Eyeing her lips, now. Right. What were they talking about?] Irritating, more likely.

There's an effective means of retaliation, I'm told. Simply be uncooperative to such an extent that they 'lose your voice.' Being shoved into a cupboard might be preferable to whatever plots your mundane may have in the offing.

Somehow, I knew you were going to say something like that. You only make it worse by not finding some enjoyment.

Thankfully that hasn't happened to me yet, but there are a few others that I've shared the head space with that have vanished. Sometimes I miss them since I preferred their company over that of various others.

I'd more say you ought to be happy that anyone is interested in you at all, Snivellus. Especially now that you've grown so very old and even uglier, which, congratulations, I didn't even know that was possible.

Ah, Black. I see you've mastered 'speak.' Good dog - have a biscuit. Let's see how you'll do with 'roll over and play dead,' shall we?

[It's a jolt of surprise every time anyone acknowledges secret information that is now inexplicably widely known. Bugger this place. But you don't get the pleasure of knowing that, Old Man Sniv--just a scowl.]

Oh, clever. You can say it as often as you like, but it won't come true. Ardent wishes never won anyone anything--as you've proved to us, living example of failure that you are.

And now you've been shipped off to space, where hopefully you die.

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