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[feorging]

[ video || open action ]

[The faces of the passerby's to the device's lens seem to be reflecting a range from distinct lack of interest to mild amusement to extreme confusion. They also appear to be shielding their heads from something, but from the device's position, it isn't quite clear whatThat is, until the throng clears enough for the device

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voice; 1/idk

[7thborn]

What the bloody hell is the fountain-is that a person?

[... wait. Oh, Merlin, wait a sodding minute. That hair, that voice... It can't be. The City's playing tricks again, it's a visitor's day, it's got to be, because this can't be a Weasley.]

voice; 2/3

[7thborn]

[But it can, she'd recognise that hair anywhere. And that voice. That's got to be one of her brothers. But which-?]

Georgie. He said Georgie, which means-

voice; 3/3 AAHHH

[7thborn]

[Do you recognise this voice, Fred? It might sound a bit older than you remember. But whoever's on the other end of this conversation has suddenly gone very, very quiet. She might have stopped breathing, too, just for a few seconds. And then, with a touch of hesitance - ]

... Fred Weasley?

[Now a little more earnestly,]

Is this Fred Weasley?

voice; 1/3

[feorging]

[A few years older or no, blood recognizes blood and the instance that wary voice comes through the Muggle box, Fred stops everything (soaking himself yet again) and sets down in front of it. Hesitating for a second, not even sure how this all works, he opens his mouth to say something but then-]

video;

[wishgrant]

That was cool!

video;

[feorging]

Cheers, mate. It's not quite up to standard yet but I reckon with a few tweaks, it'll be ready to make the most of any bathing experience.

[There is a playful wag of his brows here.]

video;

[wishgrant]

It's for bathing?

video;

[feorging]

All goes according to plan, it could be. Has to be every lad's dream to wrestle a beast in the bath at least once, no?

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[aliveandticking]

[ regardless of whether he got it right or not, have an applauding alien fairy ]

Oh, that was neat! Do you have some kind of special control over water?

[ action ]

[feorging]

[Quite unlike any fairy he's ever seen, let alone one capable of sensible speech, so forgive him if his eyes marvel for a moment before responding very businesslike.]

Ah, an astute observation, madam, but not quite. I've some kind of control over much more than just water.

[He'll even throw in a wink to sell it all the way.]

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[aliveandticking]

[ in a city of humans she's used to being stared at, so that doesn't faze her; she smiles at the wink, though ]

That sounds pretty interesting. I don't know of anything like that! What else can you do?

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[feorging]

[It's wonder mostly, so at least there's that rather than scrutiny. Though he may or may not be subconsciously contemplating the effect the Snackboxes'd have on her kind.]

Most anything the mind can imagine, I can make real. That's the beauty of it all.

[Video]

[manofgnee]

[Oh, look, another magical redhead! And he is quite impressed.]

Is there any particular reason you were trying to create some sort of water monster that eats people...?

[Video]

[feorging]

[Redheads are just made of win, Hanna.]

It's simple, really. If a man's to snuff it, oughtn't it be fighting a water monster over say, choking on a biscuit or some such?

[Video]

[manofgnee]

[We redheads should form a secret society, Fred.]

Touche. Fighting a water monster is much more manly than death by cookie.

...Why did you want its insides to be like gelatin, though?

[Video]

[feorging]

[Excellent. And slowly but surely, we'll rise in the ranks and throw a coup. THE CITY WILL BE OURS!]

How many blokes d'you know can say they've been stuck in the belly of a water monster? That's adventure.

action;

[stopbleepingme]

[ She was rushing toward the fountain in panic, but arrives only as the monster is collapsing and Fred is very obviously in no danger at all. Her face, which once held worry, is now red with anger. ]

You there! Whatever that was it was not. Funny! Someone might've gotten themselves in trouble thinking you were seriously hurt!

action;

[feorging]

[At first, he's a bit thrown. Red-headed woman shouting at him; has his mother followed him to the afterlife simply to shout at him for a simple prank? But no, she is quite unfamiliar and he raises his brow a bit apprehensively.]

Easy there, m'lady. Gorgeous face as yours'll be ruined with all that fretting. No blood, no foul, aye?

action;

[stopbleepingme]

[ Oh, he won't get anywhere on flattery, no sir. Donna Noble's got more integrity in her pinky finger than to let some mischievous young prankster get the better of her. ]

Don't give me that pretty face nonsense! You had me all worked up...!

[ No, really. She's much too smart for his charm tricks. ]

You're all right, then? Really? Cause there are things here: not so friendly things. You've got to be careful.

[ Ah well. She meant to be hard on him, anyway. ]

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[feorging]

[Well worth the effort though, innit? All worked up over lil ol' Fred? There is certainly a sly smile of sorts at that. He's got his ways.]

Not to worry. All's swell.

[...Well, technically not. He is dead, but as far as City-time goes, he's without harm.]

I've had my share of dealings with the not-so-friendly. Reckon the only thing I've to be careful of is unnecessarily troubling the dames of this fine establishment.