on searching for a good spot + voicetesting

[herlove]

Merlin's beard! You've had years to spare me a thought or two, but never did.

Aren't you being a little too eager all of a sudden?

I'm not here to pander to your whims, young lady.

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[stag_seeker]

Evans! James will now be marching up to see you.]

[herlove]

Potter. [Crossing her arms, but waiting for his arrival nonetheless.] Did you leave your pack behind?

[stag_seeker]

My what? [No, Lily. He just wants to see you.]

[herlove]

[Don't mind her much, she's just a little amused right now. Well, and sheepish.] Is it bad that I almost expected Black to skid right around the corner?

[stag_seeker]

Sirius isn't here. It's just me all to yourself tonight. [He flashed her a grin.]

[herlove]

Greasy, Potter. [She makes a face and (more or less lightly) whacks his chest for that one.]

[stag_seeker]

I am not greasy, as that would be Snivelly. He's the greasy git. [James smirked.]

[herlove]

[Well, that does it. Out with the playfulness and in with the hard stares, angry glares and tensing posture.] You never learn, do you?

[stag_seeker]

Learn? What are you talking about? [He crosses his arms and looked at her.]