Healing up

[sixfootwood]

So....internet. What am I supposed to do in this thing? I hardly have time to sleep and eat, much less pour our my angsty little boyhood soul in a journal. Oh well, maybe I'll run into some of my old mates. I haven't seen anyone from Hogwarts since I left--the blokes on the team aren't so bad, really--just not what I'm used to

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[true_rebellion]

Hey Ollie...you finally managed to get this thing to work then? You know you should be careful you're not supposed to be keeping quaffles out with your face.

[sixfootwood]

~grins~ didn't think I'd see you here, Perce! You don't call, you don't write. Such trials you put your old mate through. The old laptop the mediwitches gave me is cursed, I swear. either that or these things are supposed to spout green smoke every time I type the word "and"

And my face stopped it really well, actually--pity the ten seconds of unconciousness let the other team score *grin*

[true_rebellion]

*Chuckles* No game is worth crushing your face for, I wasn't sure you'd want my letter.

[sixfootwood]

I'm interested to hear why i wouldn't want a letter from an old friend.
~grins~ it's war wounds is all, makes me all manly and scarred and whatnot.

[irishhalfblood]

Hey, Wood, welcome to the internet!

[sixfootwood]

Look at you, Finn!! Figured you'd drank yourself into an early grave by now! Good ta seeya.

[irishhalfblood]

Nah, I'm still around. Had a bit of a mental breakdown a while back, but I'm back to my usual self again.
The only thing that'd put me in an early grave is having the Founders and Merlin living in my shed. Seriously.

[sixfootwood]

bad luck on the mind-losing, sorry to hear!

...........

you have the founders and Merlin....in..in your shed

there goes the neigborhood as they say, eh? Don't suppose there's any spray you can use to get rid of 'em? Actually, is Salazar there? I have a few words for 'em.

[hex_you_up]

OLIVER. I wondered where you'd gotten yourself off to! Good to see you again love ^_^

[sixfootwood]

~big grin~well look at you all grown up, Ginny Weasely! Amazing who you see on this internet thing. Can't believe you let me live without it for so many years! I'm HURT! truly

[hex_you_up]

Yes, for some inexplicable reason I am older than Ron. I have decided not to think too hard about it, considering that several people have recently come back from the dead, and the Virgin Mary is on here hosting fic exchanges and changing people's genders. STRANGER THINGS HAPPEN. DAILY.

I APOLOGISE PROFUSELY.

Oh! Oh! Sirius and James are starting a mini-Quidditch league! YOU SHOULD PLAY. Between you and me we would KICK EVERYONE'S ARSES.

[sixfootwood]

OH GOD GINNY if that Mary person looks at me crosswise, I'm running. No manly pride involved. Ahh the days when the worst I had to worry about was a teacup biting my nose off at breakfast. GOOD OLD TIMES

Bloody hell, no one's told me! I'll have to go teach the old blighters how to fly. Let's get 'em Ginny, I know growing up having to play against the twins and Bill, you've got to be a fantastic player. Might take my mind off of all this...stuff.