On plans at asgardeventide and general whining

[wasthemaster]

Is this the part where I'm supposed to thank you for dropping all of your other muses and your other game all while sparing me? Fat chance. While I'm absolutely flattered you've bothered to hold onto me for this many years, I'm also mildly perturbed by the things you're planning.

I'm in your head, remember? I see everything.

Just because the author practically made me two-dimensional doesn't mean you have to take it upon yourself to make me six-dimensional. I'm not pleased with your ideas, and furthermore I wish you'd stop hoping for the rest of them to show up.

Face it; Potter doesn't belong in the city. Blaise and Pansy don't belong in the city. None of them belong there, and you know why? …actually, no, do you know why? Because I'm struggling to come up with a reason, funny enough. [And then it dawns on him.] Oh. I've a reason. Applications close on the 11th. You can't possibly expect someone to write an application in four days and shut up, I don't care how fast you wrote mine last year.

…have I really been there that long? And you're not bored yet, are you? [That can either be a good thing or a bad thing, he's not sure just yet.]

Just do me a favor and don't terrorize them too much, all right? You've a penchant for being gruesome.

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[braincandyheartstrings]

[ Excuse her while she just stares at you for a while to figure out who you are and what you've done to Draco Malfoy.

This little speech almost sounded as if it might have come from a person you could have a semi-resonable discussion with. ]

[wasthemaster]

[Astounding isn't it, Hermione? It sort of weirds him out, too. But that's what happens when you're constantly exposed to people who won't tolerate your shit. Still, he just responds with a raised eyebrow.]

What, Granger?

[braincandyheartstrings]

Just trying to come up with a way to rule out my pod-person theory.

[ Will the wizard get a reference to a muggle movie from the fifties? Well, let's find out shall we! ]

[wasthemaster]

[...is that a plant referen--no, no wait, he knows this one. Living with someone whose brother has crap-tacular taste in films has done quite a bit to expand his horizons. So he's back to just staring at her, only marginally insulted.]

I should hope that you of all people would be smart enough to recognize if my body had been taken over by someone else.

[braincandyheartstrings]

[ Well that gets a momentary eyebrow-raise of surprise.

One-nill, Malfoy. ]

In your case it actually seems to have been an improvement so perhaps I should just let sleeping aliens lie.

[ But no, if she atually suspected such a thing she would even try to get his unpleasant, snotty self back because it would be the Right Thing To Do™. ]

[wasthemaster]

Oh come off it. You can't honestly tell me you prefer this version of my personality to everything else you've grown to know. Where would you be without me being a giant prick? [It's hard to say if he's being serious or sarcastic about this.]

[braincandyheartstrings]

[ It is hard to tell so it makes her a bit annoyed with herself that her lips twitch a little with amusement. What if he's being serious!? ]

Somewhere a lot less annoying?

[wasthemaster]

Obviously we can't have that, now can we?

[braincandyheartstrings]

Oh, Malfoy, I didn't know you cared.

[ Seriously. ]

[charmandchant]

Isn't it below the precious Malfoy honor to whine?

[wasthemaster]

This is not whining! [It's totally whining, shut up, Draco.] Besides even if it was whining I believe I'm entitled to it, thanks ever so.

[charmandchant]

Sounded like whining to me. ( Matter-of-factly. ) Never mind that I could go for hours on the irony of you using the word 'entitlement' -- you don't think everyone else in the city is feeling the same way?

[wasthemaster]

Not entirely. Everyone else in the city doesn't know their fate like I know mine.

[charmandchant]

( Ouch. )

I couldn't keep it from you!

[wasthemaster]

...I know. [He stops then to think this over.] I actually would be more aggravated if you had, but it's still something to think about. And sure, there are people in the city with "worse" fates than ours, but they also don't have a mun who plans on making everything much, much worse.

[charmandchant]

I try not to think about it, honestly. I can only do so much. ( She bit her lip, worrying at it slightly. )

Malfoy. Even if your friends were here, there isn't any guarantee they'd be from the same time you are.

[wasthemaster]

Maybe I want to be doing more for myself than is allowed. Since when is that a problem?

...ah. So it'd be another Weasley situation. Or another you-and-me situation. I don't know if I'd care. Wouldn't you prefer to have Potter and Weasley at any time than no Potter and Weasley at all?

[spellotaped]

Who'd want to keep you?

[wasthemaster]

People with taste, obviously. Those who lack that tend to be drawn to people like you, so I suppose you ought to be grateful they exist.

[spellotaped]

[Scowling.]

They're mental, is what they are. Bet you just hexed your way in anyways.

[Yes, Ron, because that makes so much sense.]

[wasthemaster]

[Five four three two and bursting out laughing. Really, Weasley?] And why would you ever come up with an idea like that? Honestly, and I thought Longbottom held the gold medal for stupidity.

[spellotaped]

Because you're an insufferable git and it sounds like just the kind of thing you would come up with? 'sides, Harry can go to any city he fancies, so you shut it.

[Nnno, he really has no idea what he's talking about. He just doesn't like your face.]

[wasthemaster]

[And he stops. Just fixing Ron with a look. Really?] You really think Potter would want to go to the city?

[spellotaped]

Dunno. [And he's trying really hard to sound casual about it. So what if he doesn't know what city? If Draco doesn't want Harry to go it's probably some marvellous place where you can eat sundaes and watch Quidditch all day long.] I just say if he fancies he could, 's all I'm saying. Not up to you.

[wasthemaster]

Considering I haven't seen Potter since I arrived a year ago? I say your theory's irrelevant.