hermione jean granger. (
brainiest) wrote in
driftfleet2016-01-22 09:41 pm
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Who: Hermione Granger and you!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Marsiva, baby
When: From now until shuffle!
[ When she wakes up, the first thing that's obvious to her is that this is not her house; it's nothing like it, and that's more than enough to have her drop her hands to her hip - where, again, there's nothing familiar. The next stop is around her neck and it's obvious that she finds some comfort there, her fingers sliding around a ring before she breathes out and moves to sit up. At least some things are familiar, and she recognises a video feed when she sees it, lifting her free hand to push her hair out of her eyes. ]
Well, this isn't the Drabwurld, is it.
[ She sounds remarkably put out about it, shifting to stand and adjust her weight, her fingers finally dropping away from the ring around her neck. It's only then that she really looks into her feed, wondering if it worked just like the lockets did - and, at the same time, wondering if she ought to be afraid. Considering the number of worlds and things she saw and went through in the Drabwurld, however, she thinks that it'll take a little more than this to put her on edge, even without her weapons. ]
I don't suppose anyone here has heard of Nimh Gleanne? Leathann? ... Anything like that?
[ There's a kind of awkward hopefulness in her voice as she tries to smile, the scar on her cheek shifting with her lips. ]
Anyone?
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Marsiva, baby
When: From now until shuffle!
[ When she wakes up, the first thing that's obvious to her is that this is not her house; it's nothing like it, and that's more than enough to have her drop her hands to her hip - where, again, there's nothing familiar. The next stop is around her neck and it's obvious that she finds some comfort there, her fingers sliding around a ring before she breathes out and moves to sit up. At least some things are familiar, and she recognises a video feed when she sees it, lifting her free hand to push her hair out of her eyes. ]
Well, this isn't the Drabwurld, is it.
[ She sounds remarkably put out about it, shifting to stand and adjust her weight, her fingers finally dropping away from the ring around her neck. It's only then that she really looks into her feed, wondering if it worked just like the lockets did - and, at the same time, wondering if she ought to be afraid. Considering the number of worlds and things she saw and went through in the Drabwurld, however, she thinks that it'll take a little more than this to put her on edge, even without her weapons. ]
I don't suppose anyone here has heard of Nimh Gleanne? Leathann? ... Anything like that?
[ There's a kind of awkward hopefulness in her voice as she tries to smile, the scar on her cheek shifting with her lips. ]
Anyone?

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...kind of like her thing.]
What sort of places are those?
[The speaker is young and also British. West country, by the sounds.]
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They're places from where I came from. Nimh Gleanne was a little town with beautiful houses and a nice trading centre. Leathann was an island that was enchanted with a great deal of magic and became - well, a floating island.
[ The Drabwurld was somewhat... Complicated. ]
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[Magic is involved. She can't resist asking, because she's very curious and a little envious and not particularly wise:] Did you have a silver road, too? Could you travel anywhere you want?
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[ Hermione pauses, hesitating for a moment before she shakes her head. ]
Not really, not through a road. I could use my magic to travel, though.
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It sounds like a very nice place to visit. What sort of magic do you have? Do you have to say words or use a wand?
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[ She's learned that the magic of her world was never simple, not at all. ]
And I learned a few things from the Drabwurld as well. I think... I think I still have some of them.
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Is the Drabwurld very drab?
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My name's Dorothy! But I'm listed in the crew under my middle name, so look for Katie.
[That'll do. It's not like she cares who knows her real name, it just hurts to say as much.]
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[ Hermione just smiles. It's not strange to her, people picking names. She's used to worse nowadays. ]
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Katie!
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