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[swanseer.livejournal.com]

[After noticing and celebrating the fact that she can go to the plane in actual clothing again (seriously, it's a very good thing), Juni has decided to get a little magic practice in, just in case the demons have been plotting against her or something.

So, yes, she'll be sitting in a slightly out of the way part of the plane, levitating a small ball of fire above her hand, she seems quite enamoured of it judging by the attention it's being given... Feel free to interrupt and make Juni burn her fingers!]

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[a-pretty-fire.livejournal.com]

[Drusilla obviously isn't going to miss a chance to stalk harass greet her favourite fellow psychic. She glides over as soon as she catches sight of Juni.]

Are you burning you fingers?

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

[Juni jumps but just manages to stop the fireball falling as she turns to force a smile at Drusilla] Thankfully I'm just avoiding it.

[Aaand now she will be looking faintly thoughtful, because there is definitely something that she needs to discuss with Drusilla]

[a-pretty-fire.livejournal.com]

[Drusilla cocks her head at Juni, stepping a little closer and reaching out a hand to touch the flames. The potential pain doesn't seem to worry her - or maybe she hasn't attached the concept of 'fire' with the concept of 'pain' just yet - and any damage will heal fairly quickly.]

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

[Juni manages to jerk her hand (and the fire) away just in time] Didn't anybody teach you that fire hurts?

[a-pretty-fire.livejournal.com]

Oh? That's rude of it. It shouldn't burn unless you ask it.

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

Well, fires like that, rude but useful.

[a-pretty-fire.livejournal.com]

[Drusilla lowers her hand, which had remained outstretched, down to her side once more.]

Like people.

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

Exactly, but easier in the short term.

[Juni clicks her fingers and the fireball disappears, considering that she was starting to look rather tired it is probably for the best] Now, I believe there was something you wanted me to try.

[a-pretty-fire.livejournal.com]

Oh? Was it something nice?

[It's impossible to tell if Drusilla has genuinely forgotten, or if she's just pretending. Given her penchant for unusual 'games', it could very easily be the latter.]

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

[Smirk] Well, I suppose it could be considered fairly nice... It was about ropes?

[a-pretty-fire.livejournal.com]

[That makes Drusilla grin, very white teeth showing against crimson lips.]

Oh! A wicked girl, she is. A terrible little sinner.

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

[Faint smirk] Is that referring to me?

[a-pretty-fire.livejournal.com]

More secrets for you to swim in. They're bubbling up to the surface.

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

[That's causes some pause for Juni and she leans back with a frown] ...How many secrets do I have?

[a-pretty-fire.livejournal.com]

[Drusilla wiggles her fingers theatrically.] Too many to count. Don't worry. I can keep them, if you want to tell. Or you can just lock them away.

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

[Frown] I have always heard great things about repression.

[a-pretty-fire.livejournal.com]

Repression? Are you a good little Catholic? They repress things. Squeezing them up tight in their chest until they almost explode. Never telling the real truth, never whispering into the shadows.

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

[Smirk] I was one, religion has little use in fighting or serving demons... Repression definitely has it's uses though, some things aren't worth thinking about all the time.

[a-pretty-fire.livejournal.com]

I was going to be a saint. They were going to name churches after me, and sing hymns about me. It doesn't sound like a nice game. I'd make a terrible statue.

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

A lot of saints are overrated, few seem to have very much fun.

...I always liked the hymns though.

[a-pretty-fire.livejournal.com]

I've forgotten all the words. [Suddenly, she grips Juni's hand, her eyes bright with manic excitement.]

We can write our own!

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

[She starts a little at the hand grabbing but apparently the manic is catching because she is soon grinning] What would we write them about?

[oncemarauder.livejournal.com]

[ooooh

Remus is delighted and fascinated, and approaches quickly - but quietly, because he does not in fact want her to burn herself

after a few moments' hard concentration, he, too, is holding flames in his palm; it's a recent achievement, and one he's rather proud of]

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

[Happens to glance away from her flames for a moment, sees Remus and smiles slightly] It's a useful trick.

[oncemarauder.livejournal.com]

[grins] Definitely. It's stopped me falling on my face more than once.