Brianna Richards/RPs

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honore et amore = With Honor and Love
Brianna Richards/Planning
==Wampus==
"Twice as fast, and at least forty times per game." - Henry Richards
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"He is a miserable piece of @#^%.#^@% him!. Do you hear me? #^@% him! and #^@%! Him! And every other insecure @$$#^%& like him."
"I'm sure you can handle your liquor, but take it slow. Alright? This place doesn't have any rooms to sleep it off in."
==Shikoba/Violetta/Quintana==
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|-|Fifth Year=
=Library=
*Brianna and Amelia (2027)
{{MerisaMist|time=02:21, September 13, 2015 (UTC)|Amelia=Amelia had found her way to the library. Her favorite spot in the whole castle so far. She scanned the shelves, hoping to find something like the Infernal Devices or Mortal Instruments or something. Always a good read in her opinion}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:25, September 13, 2015 (UTC)|Bri=*Brianna had waited for Amelia on the third floor staircase. Brianna had been late, but she expected Amelia to wait for her. After an extended amount of waiting she walked to the library alone. She plucked books from shelves absentmindedly, while looking for an empty table.*}}{{MerisaMist|time=02:30, September 13, 2015 (UTC)|Amelia=She had found the book she was looking for and nearly did a silent squeal of delight. She turned around and nearly bumped into Brianna. She looked up to see it was her sister and signed Hey Bri. Sorry. How are you?}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:34, September 13, 2015 (UTC)|Bri="Better now. I thought you forgot about me." *She smiled glad the she was managing to keep the random stack of books she collected safely off the floor, and in her arms.* "Can we sit somewhere?"}}{{MerisaMist|time=02:35, September 13, 2015 (UTC)|Amelia= I would never forget about you. she smiled as she nodded.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:41, September 13, 2015 (UTC)|Bri=*Brianna grinned leading both to an empty table. She set her books down carefully still managing to drop one or two.* "What kind of book did you pick up?"}}
{{MerisaMist|time=02:44, September 13, 2015 (UTC)|Amelia=She sat down as she showed her sister her book, The Clockwork Angel}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:55, September 13, 2015 (UTC)|Bri=*Brianna smiled.* "Oh. That one." *She chuckled a little looking through the titles of the books she picked up.*}}
{{MerisaMist|time=03:41, September 13, 2015 (UTC)|Amelia=She smiled in return as she looked at the books. What books did you pick?}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=22:22, September 18, 2015 (UTC)|Bri=*Brianna carefully maneuvered the books into piles of least and most favorite.* "A bunch of schoolbooks. I have one on Transfig, one on Charms, one on Herbology, one on DAtDA, and because it hates me. I have about three books on Potions."}}{{MerisaMist|time=22:26, September 18, 2015 (UTC)|Amelia=She smiled at that. I don't think they hate you. Maybe I could help?}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=22:44, September 18, 2015 (UTC)|Bri="I know you could help me, you should have made most of these potions before. I do think they hate me. Why else would my cauldrons melt, or explode all over me, and the people next to me?"}}{{MerisaMist|time=22:50, September 18, 2015 (UTC)|Amelia=Her smile widened at that. Maybe it's because your skilled with explosions.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=22:56, September 18, 2015 (UTC)|Bri=*Brianna bit her lips together trying not to grin.* "Maybe I am. Is there a job out there for a professional Explosioneer that isn't illegal?"}}{{MerisaMist|time=22:58, September 18, 2015 (UTC)|Amelia=Aurors maybe? she shrugged with a grin}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=23:11, September 18, 2015 (UTC)|Bri="I don't know. I think they are supposed to stop exlode-y things from happening not make them happen." *She shrugged.* "I think."}}{{MerisaMist|time=23:13, September 18, 2015 (UTC)|Amelia=She shrugged. Maybe you could be apart of the offensive?}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=23:31, September 18, 2015 (UTC)|Bri="Maybe I could learn how to bottle an explosion? Has anyone done that yet?"}}{{MerisaMist|time=23:34, September 18, 2015 (UTC)|Amelia=She thought for a moment. I don't think anyone has.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=23:54, September 18, 2015 (UTC)|Bri="Cool. Don't tell anyone. Maybe I can be the first."}}{{MerisaMist|time=23:56, September 18, 2015 (UTC)|Amelia="My fingers and paper are sealed. she grinned}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=17:08, September 19, 2015 (UTC)|Bri="I can always count on you to keep my secrets." *She smiled.*}}
{{MerisaMist|time=01:58, September 20, 2015 (UTC)|Amelia=It is in the sister's code.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:39, September 21, 2015 (UTC)|Bri="Unwritten, and unspoken."}}
{{MerisaMist|time=00:43, September 21, 2015 (UTC)|Amelia=She nodded with a smile}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:38, September 22, 2015 (UTC)|Bri=*Brianna looked down at the pages of her book as she opened it then groaned seeing the long list of ingredients, and even longer list of instructions. She looked back at her sister.* "Do you love it here or do you love it here?" *She rolled her eyes dramatically her tone dripping with sarcasm.*}}
{{MerisaMist|time=02:04, September 22, 2015 (UTC)|Amelia=She shrugged. I guess. It's no America though.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:26, September 22, 2015 (UTC)|Bri="No it ain't." *She shook her head in agreement.*}}{{MerisaMist|time=02:28, September 22, 2015 (UTC)|Amelia=So. Have you made any friends yet?}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:33, September 22, 2015 (UTC)|Bri=*Brianna laughed out loud, and quickly quieted down after a being shushed by the librarian.* "Friends? That's a laugh and a half. I've met people, but I wouldn't call them my friends. You?"}}
{{MerisaMist|time=02:40, September 22, 2015 (UTC)|Amelia=Just an acquaintance.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:43, September 22, 2015 (UTC)|Bri="Better than nothing." *She shrugged.* "Do I get to know who this mystery person is?"}}{{MerisaMist|time=02:45, September 22, 2015 (UTC)|Amelia=She simply nodded as she wrote the name-She didn't know how to say his name in ASL yet. She slid the paper over. Valentin.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:43, September 22, 2015 (UTC)|Bri=*Brianna looked down at the paper then back up at Amelia with a playful grin. She squeezed in an 'e' before she slid the paper back.* Valentine?}}{{MerisaMist|time=02:54, September 22, 2015 (UTC)|Amelia=She read it and bit her lip, trying hard not to laugh. She signed, That's what my reaction was too!}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:59, September 22, 2015 (UTC)|Bri="Sisters!" *She whispered loudly chuckling softly all the while trying to stay quiet.*}}
{{MerisaMist|time=03:03, September 22, 2015 (UTC)|Amelia=It's totally a mental connection. she grinned}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:06, September 22, 2015 (UTC)|Bri="TRS." *She smiled nodding in agreement.* "The Richards Sisters."}}{{MerisaMist|time=03:07, September 22, 2015 (UTC)|Amelia=Tuesdays. Seven Central.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:13, September 22, 2015 (UTC)|Bri="Don't miss the phenomenon." *She snorted trying not to laugh.*}}
{{MerisaMist|time=03:15, September 22, 2015 (UTC)|Amelia=Yes. We can't forget that. she signed grinning}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:19, September 22, 2015 (UTC)|Bri=*Brianna's face was starting to turn red from holding in her laughter.* "Okay. Enough. I don't want to snort again."}}
{{MerisaMist|time=03:31, September 22, 2015 (UTC)|Amelia=She jokingly pouted. Fine.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:45, September 22, 2015 (UTC)|Bri=*Brianna crossed her eyes and stuck out her tongue.*}}{{MerisaMist|time=03:39, September 22, 2015 (UTC)|Amelia=She signed. That is so weird. Are you a rockstar? she said smiling}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:45, September 22, 2015 (UTC)|Bri=*Brianna pressed her lips together trying not to ... she lost then she stuck her tongue out even further (Miley Cyrus style) giving Amelia the sign of the horns.* "I am now."}}{{MerisaMist|time=03:48, September 22, 2015 (UTC)|Amelia=She grinned at that. I was going for P!nk but that works to.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:52, September 22, 2015 (UTC)|Bri="She's way too cool for me to imitate right now. Maybe after I graduate. You know? Move on to better things."}}{{MerisaMist|time=03:54, September 22, 2015 (UTC)|Amelia=She nodded. Yeah.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:09, September 23, 2015 (UTC)|Bri="I just had a great idea."}}
{{MerisaMist|time=02:15, September 23, 2015 (UTC)|Amelia=Let's hear it.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:53, September 23, 2015 (UTC)|Bri="No way. What if it turns out to be dumb?"}}
{{MerisaMist|time=02:55, September 23, 2015 (UTC)|Amelia=It wont be.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:03, September 23, 2015 (UTC)|Bri=*Brianna grimaced for a few seconds then grinned wide.* "Maybe I could be a magical special effects person. That's a real thing isn't it? Magical special effects?"}}{{MerisaMist|time=03:06, September 23, 2015 (UTC)|Amelia=She grinned at that. That would be so cool!}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:12, September 23, 2015 (UTC)|Bri="If I don't blow myself up."}}{{MerisaMist|time=03:14, September 23, 2015 (UTC)|Amelia=Um. Yeah. Let's not go there. Please.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:23, September 23, 2015 (UTC)|Bri="It isn't part of the plan, but I do want to avoid it."}}
{{MerisaMist|time=03:24, September 23, 2015 (UTC)|Amelia=Wise course of action, Bri. she smiled}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:28, September 23, 2015 (UTC)|Bri="I'm always thinking ahead." *She smiled back.*}}{{MerisaMist|time=03:29, September 23, 2015 (UTC)|Amelia= That's a good thing. A very good thing.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:28, September 23, 2015 (UTC)|Bri="Smart. Good. All in a days work." *She joked.*}}
{{MerisaMist|time=03:43, September 23, 2015 (UTC)|Amelia= She smirked (it was the closest thing to a laugh). Bri, the girl with her future planned out.}}
=Stone Bridge Tower=
*Brianna and Rose (2027)
{{Hecate Grimm|time=23:34, September 19, 2015 (UTC)|Bri=*Brianna sat cross-legged on top of a box with an open book in her lap and her wand in hand trying to perfect the wand movement for the Supersensory Charm.*}}
{{Rose Gabriels|time=[[User:Fandomgirlforever|Fandomgirlforever]] ([[User talk:Fandomgirlforever|talk]]) 23:39, September 19, 2015 (UTC)|Rose= She climbed the tower with her usual happy smile stopping when she came to the top, looking out at the window and the ground below, oblivious to anyone else being there}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=23:55, September 19, 2015 (UTC)|Bri=*Brianna scowled first at her wand, then at the book. She wanted to rip the pages out. The book made it look so easy, too easy. She sighed giving it one more go before she noticed she wasn't alone anymore.* "Hey, you! Where'd you come from?"}}
{{Rose Gabriels|time=[[User:Fandomgirlforever|Fandomgirlforever]] ([[User talk:Fandomgirlforever|talk]]) 23:57, September 19, 2015 (UTC)|Rose= She jumped at the sound of another person "I climbed the stairs" She stated as if it was obvious}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:13, September 20, 2015 (UTC)|Bri=*Brianna laughed, catching her book as it started to slip.* "Well, duh. I meant where in the castle did you come from? Like, the Great Hall, or one of those courtyards, or maybe the dorms?"}}
{{Rose Gabriels|time=[[User:Fandomgirlforever|Fandomgirlforever]] ([[User talk:Fandomgirlforever|talk]]) 00:15, September 20, 2015 (UTC)|Rose= She frowned slightly "The greenhouses" She replied not entirely sure why the girl wanted to know that}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:26, September 20, 2015 (UTC)|Bri="Oh, cool. Did you get into that restricted section with the really dangerous plants?"}}
{{Rose Gabriels|time=[[User:Fandomgirlforever|Fandomgirlforever]] ([[User talk:Fandomgirlforever|talk]]) 12:20, September 20, 2015 (UTC)|Rose= She shook her head "No, you need special permission from a professor to go in there, but it does look awesome though"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:14, September 21, 2015 (UTC)|Bri="I didn't know you needed permission, I thought you just needed someone to supervise. Like one of those Prefects or something. What could be in there that's really so bad?"}}
{{Rose Gabriels|time=[[User:Fandomgirlforever|Fandomgirlforever]] ([[User talk:Fandomgirlforever|talk]]) 12:08, September 21, 2015 (UTC)|Rose= She shook her head "Ii'm pretty certain you need a professors permission, especially considering they've got plant's like Devils snare and Venomous Tentacula" She only knew because she had looked in through one of the windows. }}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:57, September 22, 2015 (UTC)|Bri=*Brianna grinned lopsidedly. She was terrible at Potions, but less terrible with potion ingredients even more so when it came to Herbology.* "That's cool. They probably keep those Fanged Geraniums in there too. You think? If I could find a window to sneak in through would you play lookout for me to make sure I don't get caught?"}}
{{Rose Gabriels|time=[[User:Fandomgirlforever|Fandomgirlforever]] ([[User talk:Fandomgirlforever|talk]]) 21:03, September 22, 2015 (UTC)|Rose= She almost instantly said yes before hesitating "You might get hurt" She pointed out weakly although it was obvious she wanted to say yes}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:24, September 23, 2015 (UTC)|Bri="I might not." *She shrugged pausing to stare at Rose sensing the all too familiar hesitation.* "I'd be the lookout for you if I made it in, without getting hurt."}}
{{Rose Gabriels|time=[[User:Fandomgirlforever|Fandomgirlforever]] ([[User talk:Fandomgirlforever|talk]]) 18:41, September 23, 2015 (UTC)|Rose= She debated with herself for a moment before her curiosity won out and she grinned "I'm in"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:58, September 24, 2015 (UTC)|Bri=*Brianna's eyes lit up. She snapped her book closed, and jumped down off the box she was sitting on.* "You mean it!? You're not just pulling my leg?"}}
{{Rose Gabriels|time=[[User:Fandomgirlforever|Fandomgirlforever]] ([[User talk:Fandomgirlforever|talk]]) 17:04, September 24, 2015 (UTC)|Rose= She grinned shaking her head "No, i want to know what's in there"}}
|-|Sixth Year=
=Hmm Cafe=
*Brianna and Alex (2027)
{{Alex|time=01:47, December 8, 2015 (UTC)|Alex= She had come home for the weekend per their mom's request- Dad was at work, thankfully. She had locked her brother in a closet and took his gameboy, coming out to the living room to play it.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:58, December 8, 2015 (UTC)|Bri=*Brianna slipped though the door quietly. She dropped her head back rolling her eyes just before turning around, and eyeing Alex. She grinned spotting the gameboy.* "That's not yours. Is it?"}}
{{Alex|time=02:25, December 8, 2015 (UTC)|Alex= Her eyes widen slightly when she sees Bri. "...Mmmaaaaybeee..."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:27, December 8, 2015 (UTC)|Bri=*Brianna grimaced just a bit.* "You didn't have to hurt him to get that... did you?"}}
{{Alex|time=02:30, December 8, 2015 (UTC)|Alex="Juuuust lock him away somewhere...."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:33, December 8, 2015 (UTC)|Bri="That makes the short answer kind of sounds like a no. I can live with that. So? Where'd you leave him?"}}{{Alex|time=02:37, December 8, 2015 (UTC)|Alex= She grinned. "A closet in the Common Room. The Broom closet. The gryffindor Common room has it's own broom closet. How stupid is that?"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:40, December 8, 2015 (UTC)|Bri="You only say that because you're not allowed to keep your own broom there yet." *She laughed, biting at her lip momentarily.* "Did you leave him something to dri... eat? Knowing him he might find a way to convince himself he is starving."}}
{{Alex|time=02:42, December 8, 2015 (UTC)|Alex= "Hmm... Does my brother count as a broom?" She inquired, grinning slightly. "Someone will find him. With his incessant whining, it's inevitable."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:53, December 8, 2015 (UTC)|Bri="No. He doesn't." *She shook her head.* "Yeah I was thinking the same thing. Except I was thinking if anyone heard him, and knew who he was they would probably leave him there. And put a silencer on him for good measure."}}
{{Alex|time=02:56, December 8, 2015 (UTC)|time=02:56, December 8, 2015 (UTC)|Alex= her eyes widened. "Good point... Eh. I'll steal him a piece of cake when I get back." She said with a shrug.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:02, December 8, 2015 (UTC)|Bri="He'd probably like that too. So? Did he do something stupid to deserve it or did you just want to get away from him?"}}
{{Alex|time=03:06, December 8, 2015 (UTC)|Alex= She tsked through her teeth. "He wouldn't give me his game."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:21, December 8, 2015 (UTC)|Bri="Maybe you should have warned him about what would happen if he didn't hand it over. But that'd probably have been pointless. I kind of think he would have turned you wanting something he had into a big game of chase."}}
{{Alex|time=03:23, December 8, 2015 (UTC)|Alex= "Yeah-- And he would definitely still end up in the broom closet." She said with a grin.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:26, December 8, 2015 (UTC)|Bri="And I would be the only person willing to let him out. That is if you didn't get back to him with a stolen piece of cake first."}}
{{Alex|time=03:28, December 8, 2015 (UTC)|Alex= She shrugs. "You could always bring him cake, too, Sis."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:32, December 8, 2015 (UTC)|Bri="Yeah. I could. He'd appreciate it more if it came from you. Kind of like a peace offering." *She stifled a laugh.*}}
{{Alex|time=03:33, December 8, 2015 (UTC)|Alex= "...More like 'You're still a buttface but I still love you' offering, maybe."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:35, December 8, 2015 (UTC)|Bri="Yeah." *She nodded.* "Exactly like that."}}
{{Alex|time=03:40, December 8, 2015 (UTC)|Alex= She giggled. "Sit next to me? I think Mom isn't coming. Maybe dad came home early."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:48, December 8, 2015 (UTC)|Bri="I heard otherwise, but I sometimes I think Mom fibs, and tells me other stuff on purpose." *She scooched into a seat next to Alex.*}}
{{Alex|time=03:52, December 8, 2015 (UTC)|Alex= She shrugged. "Mal and Amy are planning on asking you to run away with them while Chris and I try to talk sense into mom-- In other words, completely abandoning us."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:54, December 8, 2015 (UTC)|Bri="Is that supposed to be a joke? Because if it is it isn't funny Alex.*}}
{{Alex|time=03:56, December 8, 2015 (UTC)|Alex= "Bri, my jokes may involve messing with people, but never my family." She said with a frown. "Mal told me. I haven't told Chris yet... She says she doesn't mean for it to sound like she's abandoning us, but.... Mom would never leave dad."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:22, December 8, 2015 (UTC)|Bri="But... it's not right." *Her brows knitted together. She didn't think she could stand up to her father without having Amy's support.* "I couldn't have dealt with him alone if I didn't have Amy. I would never leave you and Chris to do that on your own."}}
{{Alex|time=04:25, December 8, 2015 (UTC)|Alex= "Then don't. Tell her no. The last time Dad had Chris and I alone he wouldn't even let us in the same room!"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=11:50, December 8, 2015 (UTC)|Bri="I will! I'd tell her right now if I knew where she was, and I'd give Amy a piece of my mind too. I know dad's a pretty crappy guy and all. I ... where do they think we'd go?"}}
{{Alex|time=02:59, December 9, 2015 (UTC)|Alex= "I don't know, Bri... I didn't ask any questions."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:03, December 9, 2015 (UTC)|Bri="I wasn't exactly asking you I was thinking out-loud." *She was starting to get a bit agitated.* "Sorry. That caught me by surprised when I really should have expected it."}}
{{Alex|time=03:08, December 9, 2015 (UTC)|Alex= She frowned at her sister. "Give me some money. I'm gonna order some teas for us." She said, holding her hand out.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:16, December 9, 2015 (UTC)|Bri="I like the way you ask." *She frowned the myriad of emotions making her tense as she reached into her pocket for coins.* "Don't get anything gross." *She handed Alex enough coins for tea and few extra hoping she wouldn't actually steal any cake for Chris.*}}
{{Alex|time=03:52, December 9, 2015 (UTC)|Alex= "I'll just get you green tea." She answers, and leaves to go get the tea.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:01, December 9, 2015 (UTC)|Bri=*Brianna nodded rubbing the inside of her wrists against the edge of the table she couldn't feel it, and she wouldn't know if she was hurt unless she started to bleed.*}}
{{Alex|time=04:11, December 9, 2015 (UTC)|Alex= She came back just as Bri's rubbing of the wrists was starting to break skin. "Bri!" She exclaimed, setting down the tea and pulling her hands towards her.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:14, December 9, 2015 (UTC)|Bri=*Brianna had been deep in thought, and mentally far away from where she was physically. She looked up at Alex barely noticing her self-inflicted wounds.* "Oops." *She clenched her fists trying to yank her hands away.*}}
{{Alex|time=04:24, December 9, 2015 (UTC)~|Alex= Alex frowned at her, and let go of her hands. "I got you green tea with some honey." She says, sitting down.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:26, December 9, 2015 (UTC)|Bri=*Brianna looked down at the open skin on her wrists, her fists still clenched.* "Thanks. Looks like I'm gonna need it."}}
{{Alex|time=04:28, December 9, 2015 (UTC)|Alex= "Bri... Are your wrists okay?"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:31, December 9, 2015 (UTC)|Bri="Yea?" *She looked Alex in the eye and nodded speaking a bit more confidently.* "Yes. I'll be alright. Don't worry about it."}}
{{Alex|time=04:36, December 9, 2015 (UTC)~|Alex= She nods, trusting her sister for this. "What were you thinking about?"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=11:18, December 9, 2015 (UTC)|Bri="... Dad." *She peeled off broken skin from her right wrist being careful not to make it worse.* "If Amy and Mal go through with their stupid plan, whether I'm with them or not, he'll be furious."}}
=Hogsmeade Grounds=
*Brianna and Amelia (2027)
{{MerisaMist|time=04:35, December 9, 2015 (UTC)|Amelia= Amelia walked out of Honeyduke's with a sugar quill. She looked around for a couple moments before sitting down. She was going to meet Bri here...}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=11:15, December 9, 2015 (UTC)|Bri=*Brianna marched up to Amy, the closer she got the fuzzier those strings of words she tried so hard to remember became.* "I'm mad. I'm real mad, but I can't remember what I was about to say."}}
{{MerisaMist|time=01:00, December 10, 2015 (UTC)|Amelia= She tilted her head in confusion. Hello to you too. She paused. Why are you mad?}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:18, December 10, 2015 (UTC)|Bri="Because of you and Mal, and your really bad plan that's bound to fail."}}
{{MerisaMist|time=01:20, December 10, 2015 (UTC)|Amelia= She raised an eyebrow. How so?}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:28, December 10, 2015 (UTC)|Bri="Where do you think you'll go?"}}
{{MerisaMist|time=01:38, December 10, 2015 (UTC)|Amelia=That's the point. We're trying to help mom get out of that toxic relationship.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:39, December 10, 2015 (UTC)|Bri="You can't help someone that doesn't want to be helped."}}
{{MerisaMist|time=04:37, December 10, 2015 (UTC)|Amelia= She looked at Bri. There's a chance I might get my voice, Bri. At the very least, I have to sneak out to see a Healer.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=10:30, December 10, 2015 (UTC)|Bri=*Brianna shook her head feeling the slightest bit more compassionate now.* "You... you don't have to run away to do that. You can see a Healer while we're here. Maybe one of the Professors could help you?"}}
{{MerisaMist|time=22:38, December 10, 2015 (UTC)|Amelia=Mom hasn't been able to. You know how dad is. She then tilted her head slightly before nodding. I think I'll do that.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:41, December 11, 2015 (UTC)|Bri="That's kind of the greatest thing about being here. Dad doesn't have to know what's going unless we tell him. I don't think there's such a thing as a Hogwarts Report."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:46, December 11, 2015 (UTC)|Bri="I wish you'd told me."}}{{MerisaMist|time=01:48, December 11, 2015 (UTC)|Amelia=About what? Me possibly getting my voice? Or running away?}}
{{MerisaMist|time=01:48, December 11, 2015 (UTC)|Amelia=About what? Me possibly getting my voice? Or running away?}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:50, December 11, 2015 (UTC)|Bri="Oh, gee. I don't know. Both! I'm your sister not some stranger."}}
{{MerisaMist|time=01:51, December 11, 2015 (UTC)|Amelia=You didn't give me a chance too. Not really.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:53, December 11, 2015 (UTC)|Bri="That's a really good point. You're right I didn't. I was kind of stuck on the Mal and Amy plan to run away thing."}}
{{MerisaMist|time=01:57, December 11, 2015 (UTC)|Amelia=Thing is, I don't think we'll do it. We haven't planned anything.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:59, December 11, 2015 (UTC)|Bri="Then don't. It isn't the smartest idea ever. Dad can be a really crappy person, but he's still our dad. And... what about the rest of us?"}}
{{MerisaMist|time=02:26, December 11, 2015 (UTC)|Amelia= She hugged her. She then pulled back and signed, I'm sorry.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:28, December 11, 2015 (UTC)|Bri="I'm sorry too. I'm sorry I got so mad without talking to you first."}}{{MerisaMist|time=02:30, December 11, 2015 (UTC)|Amelia=It's okay.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:32, December 11, 2015 (UTC)|Bri="It's not. I overreacted, and got all worked up about things that might not even happen. I was really worried."}}{{MerisaMist|time=02:34, December 11, 2015 (UTC)|Amelia=You had every right to be worried. I would be to.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:37, December 11, 2015 (UTC)|Bri="I was being selfish. I was more worried about what it would be like for the rest of us at home with dad than I was about what could happen to you and Mal."}}
{{MerisaMist|time=02:38, December 11, 2015 (UTC)|Amelia=Hey. That's okay. I would've done the same thing.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:40, December 11, 2015 (UTC)|Bri=*Brianna nodded rubbing her right thumb on the inside of her left wrist.*}}
{{MerisaMist|time=02:45, December 11, 2015 (UTC)|Amelia=What are you doing? She asked as she saw what her sister was doing}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:47, December 11, 2015 (UTC)|Bri="Nothing." *She stopped abruptly placing her hands flat against her.* "I didn't know you want your voice. I sort of thought you were okay without it."}}
{{MerisaMist|time=02:51, December 11, 2015 (UTC)|Amelia=I've always wanted to talk. To be able to speak to guys without using my hands or a pad of paper.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:56, December 11, 2015 (UTC)|Bri="But. It doesn't make a difference how you talk... communicate. It doesn't change who you are."}}{{MerisaMist|time=02:58, December 11, 2015 (UTC)|Amelia=I'm not saying that. I guess, I just want to feel normal for once.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:01, December 11, 2015 (UTC)|Bri="Normal isn't a real thing, Amy." *She shook her head but still tried to be supportive.* "I get what you mean. I guess."}}
{{MerisaMist|time=03:08, December 11, 2015 (UTC)|Amelia= She just stood there, not quite knowing what to say}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:10, December 11, 2015 (UTC)|Bri="Well, I hope someone can find a way to help. If that's really what you want."}}{{MerisaMist|time=03:12, December 11, 2015 (UTC)|Amelia= She nodded. I've got to go back to the castle. See you later?}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:14, December 11, 2015 (UTC)|Bri="Yeah, okay. See you later."}}
=Clock Tower Entrance=
*Brianna and Mal (2027)
{{Harriet|Mal= She was sitting on the floor, back against the wall, knees propped up, and writing in her journal.|time=02:59, December 12, 2015 (UTC)~~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:01, December 12, 2015 (UTC)|Bri=*Brianna was messing with the healing skin on the inside of her wrists it was starting to look pretty nasty. In her attempt to pick at it further she tripped over Mal's feet catching herself before she hit the ground.*}} {{Harriet|Mal= She looked up, hitching her feet up even further. "I'm so sorry!" she said quickly. Then she realized who it was. "Oh, hi Brianna. I mean... I'm still sorry. But...." she giggled.|time=03:02, December 12, 2015 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:08, December 12, 2015 (UTC)|Bri="Ergh. Mal!" *She shook her head and sighed.* "You're so cute and sweet. That was my fault. But I accept your apology."}} {{Harriet|Mal= She shook her head. "It was mine. My feet were just out there to trip on. I'm just glad it was you, and not someone I didn't know who might've... been rude about it or something."|time=03:09, December 12, 2015 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:11, December 12, 2015 (UTC)|Bri="Rude people are stupid people who don't know how to speak properly." *She pressed her lips together scrunching up her nose.* "I wasn't going to apologize but now I feel bad. That was my fault, Mal. I should have looked where I was going. Don't be so quick to take the blame for other people's mistakes."}} {{Harriet|Mal= She bit her lip. "I guess I'm just used to it," she said quietly.|time=03:12, December 12, 2015 (UTC)~~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:14, December 12, 2015 (UTC)|Bri="Who could blame you?" *Her voice was just a quite as she pressed her back to the wall and slide down beside Mal.* "What are you writing?" *She tried not to turn her head to peek but her eyes did wander that way.*}} {{Harriet|Mal= "It's just my journal," she said with a shrug.|time=03:16, December 12, 2015 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:19, December 12, 2015 (UTC)|Bri="That's a real good reason to be writing in it. But, what are you writing about?"}} {{Harriet|Mal= "Usually journals are private, Bri," she said, wrinkling her nose.|time=03:19, December 12, 2015 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:23, December 12, 2015 (UTC)|Bri="... that's why I asked instead of just ripping it out of your hands, and trying to read it for myself." *She shrugged.* "That's fine. I'll leave it alone."}} {{Harriet|Mal= "I mean, it's probably stuff you know about anyway," she said with a shrug. "Amy's new pendant... the plan going to pieces when everyone else hated it... the new plan a friend suggested that probably also won't work... how stuck I feel in general." Each statement was spoken with more and more edge.|time=03:26, December 12, 2015 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:30, December 12, 2015 (UTC)|Bri=*Brianna grimaced finally wincing at Mal's last words.* "I'm ... I'm sorry Mal. I'm sorry about the plan, your new one, and that you feel stuck." *She traced her finger along the floor.* "You can't know this new plan won't work... unless it's as bad as the last one."}} {{Harriet|Mal= She shot a look at Brianna. She still believed in the other plan, and wasn't entirely sure she wasn't just going to up and leave on them over the summer whether they liked it or not.|time=03:31, December 12, 2015 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:34, December 12, 2015 (UTC)|Bri="I don't blame you for not giving me any details on this new plan of yours... your friends. And I don't blame you for not letting me in on the first one. I just kind of wish you'd thought a little more about it maybe."}} {{Harriet|Mal= "I did think it through," she said, clearly hurt.|time=03:35, December 12, 2015 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:40, December 12, 2015 (UTC)|Bri="That's how the real bad things happen. When you don't think it through."}} {{Harriet|Mal= She didn't say anything. She'd been told enough times the plan was a failure. Maybe Dad was right...|time=03:41, December 12, 2015 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:46, December 12, 2015 (UTC)|Bri="Dad's a freaking moron! I know why you want to get away from him. I do to. But we can't all just leave together." *She muttered darkly under her breath speaking mostly for herself.* "Sometimes I wish he were dead."}} {{Harriet|Mal= She looked up at Bri. The thought scared her but... "I do, too."|time=03:48, December 12, 2015 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:50, December 12, 2015 (UTC)|Bri=*Brianna frowned fairly certain she thought that last bit, or at least said it quietly. She had to be sure.* "Do too what?"}} {{Harriet|Mal= "My new friend... she's... well she's technically an orphan. And... as horrible as it is... I got jealous when I first found out."|time=03:51, December 12, 2015 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:57, December 12, 2015 (UTC)|Bri="I get that. Sort of. You know why?" *She nodded turning her head to look at Mal.* "I'd never want to lose Mom though. I could definitely live a long happy life without dad."}} {{Harriet|Mal= She nodded. "Right. But... losing Dad would only better our lives."|time=03:58, December 12, 2015 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:01, December 12, 2015 (UTC)|Bri="You don't think Mom could get over him?" *Her brows furrowed.* "Yeah, I know she loves him, but he's a terrible person! She has to know that as well as we do."}} {{Harriet|Mal= "Maybe he's brainwashed her. Or maybe he's threatening her."|time=04:02, December 12, 2015 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:05, December 12, 2015 (UTC)|Bri="Maybe." *She shrugged.* "Maybe she doesn't think she can take care of us without him?"}} {{Harriet|Mal= "That's crap. Dad doesn't take care of us."|time=04:06, December 12, 2015 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:11, December 12, 2015 (UTC)|Bri="I didn't mean in the way Mom does. I meant buying things like clothes, and food, and stuff."}} {{Harriet|Mal= "So we get summer jobs."|time=04:12, December 12, 2015 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:14, December 12, 2015 (UTC)|Bri="I don't... I don't know if that'd be enough. It'd be a good start though." *She nodded thinking about it.*}} {{Harriet|Mal= "We only have to get enough money for all of us over the summer. Hogwarts provides for everything during the year. If you and Amy got summer work.... it could happen. I might be able to.... but I'm only fourteen, so I'm not sure."|time=04:15, December 12, 2015 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:18, December 12, 2015 (UTC)|Bri="A summer job won't pay anywhere near as much as a real job would. I'm not saying you're wrong Mal, because that just might work. I just hope it happens like it should."}} {{Harriet|Mal= "But it would be extra income. And we'd only need it for three months at a time."|time=04:19, December 12, 2015 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:22, December 12, 2015 (UTC)|Bri="When you say it like that it sounds like we'd have to save money for eternity." *She liked the idea more than she wanted to, something about it also stirred her in the wrong way.* "I've got to hand it to you, Mal. I'm sold on this one."}} {{Harriet|Mal= "But we have to get Mom to leave Dad. And that's where everything goes south."|time=04:23, December 12, 2015 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:26, December 12, 2015 (UTC)|Bri="Not if we prove to her that she... that we'd all be just fine without him." *She started to chew on her thumbnail nervously.* "Unless she started to think we didn't need her either."}} {{Harriet|Mal= "Or if she'd get this guilt trip when we told her you, Amy and I would be looking for jobs."|time=04:27, December 12, 2015 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:31, December 12, 2015 (UTC)|Bri="We'd just have to convince her we want to be more responsible, and more grown up?" *She frowned.* "That sounds stupid, but we can come up with something better. I know it."}} {{Harriet|Mal= "My friend... she said she's got an older sister who works at the Magical Hospital here in England. She said... her sister could come and do like... a 'check' of some kind on our family, to prove Dad's as rotten as he is."|time=04:33, December 12, 2015 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=10:36, December 12, 2015 (UTC)|Bri="Would that even work in our case? If she's a Healer, and we're not hurt physically can she do anything about it? What if we tell her all about everything he's ever said to us, and to Mom but there's nothing she can do? What if he says to her that we're making things up, and she believes it?"}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She nodded. "That's what I'm afraid of. But I mean... it would be all of us versus him. That's gotta mean something, right?" she asked, biting her lip slightly.|time=04:33, December 13, 2015 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=11:44, December 13, 2015 (UTC)|Bri=*Brianna nodded as well sharing in what she thought was a completely rational fear.* "I don't know, but I hope it means something. If this Healer does come to check on us I hope she doesn't have to rely on our word versus his. I hope she can see him for what he really is. A two-faced, no good, liar."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She nodded. "Melinda said she could come this summer."|time=16:29, December 13, 2015 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=10:53, December 14, 2015 (UTC)|Bri="Is Melinda the name of your friend or her sister?"}}
{{Ckohrs0221|Charity= "Melinda," she said nodding. "She didn't give me her sister's name."|time=01:13, December 15, 2015 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:19, December 15, 2015 (UTC)|Bri="Oh, okay. That's nice. I mean her offer to help not that you don't know her sister's name." *She felt incredibly awkward knowing there was someone out there who knew the more personal details of the family dynamic.* "How much did you tell her? About us, and dad?"}}
{{Harriet|Mal= "I said that Dad wasn't a good person... she confirmed that he wasn't physically abusive... and then she offered to have her sister come in."|time=01:21, December 15, 2015 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:28, December 15, 2015 (UTC)|Bri="I'm glad you have someone to talk to, and that your friend, Melinda, was kind enough to want to help you or us. But... that wasn't weird to you? Telling someone you barely know about what happens at home?"}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She shook her head. "We did a lot of sharing upfront, actually. Like I mentioned... her parents died a few years ago. That's... kind of what prompted me to tell her."|time=01:30, December 15, 2015 (UTC)~~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:36, December 15, 2015 (UTC)|Bri=*Brianna still thought it a bit strange, of course she would, this particular subject was not a conversation she ever intended to have. With anyone other than family.* "Do you think you'll still be friends with her if nothing happens. If we're still stuck right where we are?"}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She nodded. "We get along really well.... I could see us both being... sort of each other's confidante in the future."|time=01:37, December 15, 2015 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:49, December 15, 2015 (UTC)|Bri=*Brianna smiled nodding back.* "That's cool, Mal. Is she in Gryffindor too?"}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She smiled slightly. "Thanks. Stereotypes were never my thing, anyway."|time=01:56, December 15, 2015 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:59, December 15, 2015 (UTC)|Bri="What's next then? Something girl's aren't supposed to do? Or maybe dispel some other Hogwarts rumors?"}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She bit her lip. "I mean... Melinda seems like a pretty private person. I don't think she would do that though," she said.|time=03:23, December 15, 2015 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=11:11, December 16, 2015 (UTC)|Bri = "It was sort of a joke. I'm not saying to cross any boundaries to speed up being besties. I don't think you don't have to know everything about a person to be their friend."}}
 {{Harriet|Mal= "Do you think I shouldn't have told her?"|time=16:22, December 16, 2015 (UTC)~}}
|-|Seventh Year=
=Bagman Home/Girl's Room=
*Brianna and Mal (2028)
{{Harriet|Mal= She was sitting on the lower bunk she'd claimed and was staring up at the wood of the bed above her. It was interesting thinking about Melinda and her sisters.... but at the same time it made her a little uncomfortable.|time=02:51, April 12, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:01, April 12, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Brianna entered the girl's room with an unusual, and eerie silence. She eyed Mal with the smallest of smiles before staring at the bunks for herself trying to determine whether or not she wanted to climb to the top, or just plop down on the bottom for now.*}} {{Harriet|Mal= She turned her head when she heard her sister come in the room. "Hey, Bri."|time=03:03, April 12, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:07, April 12, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Brianna had mentally begun a debate over what she should do, and what she wanted to do. In the midst of a rebuttal Mal's voice broke through, and her heard snapped downwards to look at her.* "Mal." *She grinned.* "Comfy down there?"}} {{Harriet|Mal= She nodded. "It's a bed. I can't say there's a reason not to be."|time=03:11, April 12, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:12, April 12, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="It could be an uncomfortable bed. At least that would be one reason."}} {{Harriet|Mal= She nodded. "But I don't think the Bagman family would've let us sleep in uncomfortable beds."|time=03:14, April 12, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:21, April 12, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="This is the stuff they had when they lived here. Isn't it? Maybe they didn't think these bed were uncomfortable?" *She smiled and rolled her eyes giving up on the playful thought that this kind of generosity they were experiencing would have drawbacks.* "You're probably right though."}} {{Harriet|Mal= She nodded and looked back up at the wood of the bed underneath. "I never did ask Melinda which bed was hers."|time=03:22, April 12, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:27, April 12, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="It's not like you don't still have the chance to. When you do will it make a difference if it turns out hers isn't the one you picked?"}} {{Harriet|Mal= She shook her head. "I kind of hope that... the one I picked isn't hers." She paused. "Melinda... likes this place better than the castle she currently lives in with her sister and brother-in-law."|time=03:28, April 12, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:33, April 12, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Brianna's face reflected mild confusion which slowly began easing into something different.* "So? You hope it's not hers so that if... when she's here she can have her old bed back?"}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She shook her head. "No... I just think that... while she was happy to help us... there's some part of her that's jealous that we get to live here and she doesn't. And... I don't want exacerbate that by literally sleeping in her bed."|time=03:36, April 12, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:40, April 12, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="You lost me at likes this place better than the castle." *She shrugged.* "I get why you feel the way you do, friendship wise. That is if you are still friends with her. You are. Aren't you?"}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She chuckled and nodded. "She's my best friend."|time=03:41, April 12, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:45, April 12, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="That's what I thought. She's lucky there are only three of us than. Her bed can stay empty... once we know which one it is."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She shrugged. "If it comes up... it comes up. But... I try not to dwell on it too much when we hang out-- distract her thoughts."|time=03:48, April 12, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=09:21, April 12, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Probably a good a idea." *She nodded.* "If you're right about her being jealous best to just leave it alone. There are so many other things the two of you could think about."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She nodded. There were a lot of things. "So... your last year at school," she said. "How do you feel about that?"|time=14:45, April 12, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:21, April 13, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Nice segue. Change of topic? Alright." *She chuckled giving Mal a stiff nod.* "I'm a little bit nervous. I think I'm sort of excited too, but who wouldn't be?"}}
{{Harriet|Mal= "Are you applying for Head Girl?"|time=02:45, April 13, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:56, April 13, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Brianna burst out laughing thinking the question to be a joke.* "Oh. Were you serious? Because no. Never. Not because I think it's stupid, because I'd never get picked." *She pointed to herself with both thumbs.* "This gal isn't Head Girl material."}} {{Harriet|Mal= She flinched a bit when Bri had started laughing because she had been serious. "You could be," she mumbled, more to herself than to Bri. If Bri wasn't Head Girl material... maybe she shouldn't have applied for Prefect?|time=02:58, April 13, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:02, April 13, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Mal, even my shirt isn't Head Girl material. I bet they're looking for someone with good grades. Someone who isn't willing to convince their housemates to sneak into restricted areas without permission. Most likely someone who doesn't try to steal healing potions from the hospital wing. Why do you ask?"}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She shrugged. "I don't know," she said, still mumbling. "Guess I was just dumb to ask, sorry..."|time=03:04, April 13, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:06, April 13, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Okay, fibber." *She ran a jagged nail over the skin on her forearm bothered by Mal's mumbling.* "Just because I'm not the ideal Gryffindor doesn't mean you aren't. You know that, don't you Mal?"}} {{Harriet|Mal= She frowned. "What does... being an 'ideal Gryffindor' have anything to do with applying for Head Girl?"|time=03:08, April 13, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:16, April 13, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Brianna shrugged.* "It doesn't. Since I don't think only Gryffindors get picked. The other houses probably have girls applying too, and compared to what Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw have to offer I may as well be hot garbage."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= "You're not garbage," she said hotly.|time=03:18, April 13, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:22, April 13, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Yeah, okay." *She nodded feigning agreement.* "As long as I'm not being compared side by side with people who are better than me. You're right."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= "Brianna, you're not!" Mallory sat up in bed, clearly frustrated. "Dad's not around to give us that sh*t anymore. So we have to stop repeating it!"|time=03:23, April 13, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:28, April 13, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Brianna looked away with a nonchalant shrug. She felt the same. It was one thing to repeat negativity it was another thing entirely to believe it.* "I hoped I wouldn't still be carrying any of that excess pessimism with me."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She deflated slightly. "I'm... sure we'll all have lingering... stuff we're hanging onto that will be difficult to ditch."|time=03:33, April 13, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:39, April 13, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Why didn't they use a spell or potion on us to wash away all the memories of him. What's the point of magic if it can't be used to fix stuff?"}}
{{Harriet|Mal= "I wouldn't want to erase the memories," she said a bit thoughtfully. "We are... who we are because of what happened. And... for the most part... I'm okay with who I am."|time=03:41, April 13, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:46, April 13, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Brianna raised an eyebrow thinking to herself. That's because he didn't break you.* "I think we'd have been better off without him. We would be different, but I don't think who we are, who we've become would've changed in a bad way having someone who supported us rather than someone who was always putting us down."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= "We can't change the past," she said with a sigh. "We can only hope for a better future."|time=03:49, April 13, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:55, April 13, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Brianna's head tilted, and she grinned mischievously Mal's words speaking to the reckless part of her.* "These days I don't think we have to hope. Everyday is a little bit better without that big dark cloud raining all over us."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She nodded. "Yep."|time=03:56, April 13, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=09:14, April 13, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="My turn to segue. Is there anything you're looking forward to or worried about for the new school year?"}}
{{Harriet|Mal= "I... applied to be a Prefect. OWLs are this year, which... while I know I can test well, if I get stuck with a male testing person, I'm screwed."|time=14:53, April 13, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:26, April 14, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="I knew it." *She flashed a knowing smile.* "That's great Mal. You applying to be a Prefect I mean, not the OWL thing. About that though. I'm sure there's someone you could talk to. There are lady testing people, and it wouldn't be fair to stick you with some man if they knew how you feel."}}
=Madam Puddifoot's Tea Shop=
*Brianna and Coraline (2028)
{{Kayle|time=01:28, April 15, 2016 (UTC)|Cora=Coraline found herself desiring a good cup of tea, and Madam Puddifoot's seemed to be the right place for it, and if it wasn't, she would be incredibly disappointed, for she wasn't in the right state to get anything less than satisfactory tea and food-wise. She'd enter the tea shop, looking around for a moment or two, before finding a table, which had a newspaper on it from a customer who was sitting before her (so she assumed). She immediately picked it up to read it, slightly curious as to what would be its contents.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:35, April 15, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Brianna headed back towards the table she had been sitting at with a small pot of tea to find someone in her seat, reading her paper. Her faced melded disapproval, and disbelief. It wasn't her table, she didn't own it, and the table didn't have the name Bri on it, although she was rather tempted to scratch her name on the underside the next time she had a chance. Clearing her throat she sat on the other side of the table stealer.* "Hey. Was that seat still warm when you sat down? Because I was kind of sitting there."}}
{{Kayle|time=01:40, April 15, 2016 (UTC)|Cora=Coraline jumped somewhat, slightly shocked and slightly scared, an even mix of all of it, and nearly moved back to get out of the seat, but somehow she could barely move other than neatly folding up the paper and sliding it towards the other girl. "Um, no? I'm sorry, I didn't think anybody had been sitting here. If I had, I wouldn't have sat down..."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:44, April 15, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Brianna chuckled flashing a lopsided smile.* "It's fine. You didn't literally drop into my lap, and pretend you didn't see me. So, apology accepted." *She slid the paper back across the table, and flipped over one of the small teacups.* "You can keep reading the paper if you want. That I was done with. Care for some tea?"}}
{{Kayle|time=01:52, April 15, 2016 (UTC)|Cora=Coraline smiled, just faintly, although she was still a bit mixed up with her emotions, "Um, I wouldn't mind some, I suppose," she said, pushing her hair back behind her ears, before picking up the paper and flipping it back open to the page she'd been on, "Thanks..."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:00, April 15, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Brianna filled the cup, and carefully slid it across the table.* "You're welcome. I'm Brianna, incase you were curious about the freaky girl pouring you tea. But you probably weren't. So forget I said that." *She poured a second cup of tea for herself spilling a little bit of hot tea water on her fingers. she was completely oblivious to the sensation nonetheless she slipped her hand under the table to wipe it off on her pant leg.*}}
{{Kayle|time=02:05, April 15, 2016 (UTC)|Cora="Thanks, again," she said, quieter this time, before raising the cup to her lips and taking a small sip, "Oh, and I'm Coraline, by the way," she said, returning the introduction, "Um, it's nice to meet you," she felt that was something she had to say, rather than something she was actually quite confident in at this point.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:10, April 15, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Nice to meet you too." *She repeated the nicety with a quickness because of how infrequently she spoke to people who didn't happen to be related to her. She didn't want to come off as rude, or any weirder than she probably already seemed.* "That's an interesting name, Coraline. I've never met anyone with that name before."}}
{{Kayle|time=02:18, April 15, 2016 (UTC)|Cora="Yeah, I suppose so, I guess I don't find it that interesting, since I was born with it and all..." she said, biting the inside of her cheek before sipping at the tea again.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:24, April 15, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Right." *The word was drawn out as that notion dawned on her.* "Good point. I hadn't really thought about that." *She paused, letting one of her fingers dance along the rim of her teacup.* Do you go by a nickname. Cora? Or maybe Ali?"}}
{{Kayle|time=02:30, April 15, 2016 (UTC)|Cora="No, but I guess I wouldn't mind one...I remember this boy called me Cora, but I only let him so I didn't annoy him, I didn't like him much..." she said, shaking her head some, not mentioning that she also had another nickname, for since it was only for him to use, it didn't seem worth mentioning.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:33, April 15, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Wait... What?" *Her head titled slightly, falling towards her left shoulder.* "You let him call you Cora so it wouldn't annoy him? Shouldn't that be the other way around? Like he was saying your name wrong so you let him call you Cora so that he wouldn't annoy you."}}
{{Kayle|time=03:46, April 15, 2016 (UTC)|Cora="Well, he didn't seem like the type you want to piss off, and it's not like I planned on talking to him much, so a bit of Hey, Cora's didn't quite hurt," she said, with a shrug, "And, I didn't end up talking to him, so..."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:09, April 16, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Okay, I get it now." *She nodded before taking a small sip of tea then she proceeded to add what was probably too much sugar to her tiny cup.* "I guess it's good you didn't talk to him much. Cora sounds like the name of someone's grandmother. Coraline on the other hand seems to fit you." *She took a long sip of her sweet sugar water.* "I'm thinking of changing my name after I graduate."}}
{{Kayle|time=02:20, April 16, 2016 (UTC)|Cora=Coraline had just nodded, although she had laughed a bit at the grandmother parent, before quickly raising an eyebrow, "Why's that? Well, if you don't mind me asking of course..?"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=09:15, April 16, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="I don't." *She shrugged, adding more tea, and sugar to her cup.* "I've got one of those patronymic surnames because of whatever stupid custom people always go by when they have kids, but I could die happy if I didn't have to share my father's name. Being called La Brea Tar Pits sounds a little bit better to me than tying myself in name and blood to the scum of the Earth."}}
{{Kayle|time=16:39, April 16, 2016 (UTC)|Cora=Coraline nodded, again, not really getting what was the deal with her father, but since she knew how some people were and what possibilities it could be, she didn't say anything at all, just taking a sip of the tea and looking off to the side.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=22:59, April 16, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Brianna saw Coraline look away and she realized she might have overshared.* "Sorry about that. I got way too personal with you just now. You did ask though." *She shrugged mildly embarrassed.* "I'll try to put a little bit more of a filter on. Actually, I'll just shut up now."}}
{{Kayle|time=01:45, April 17, 2016 (UTC)|Cora=Coraline shrugged, "No, I think you're good, I think you're perfectly fine, I just didn't want to say the wrong thing, I guess," she said, giving the other girl a small smile, before taking another sip of tea.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:51, April 17, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="You don't have to talk to me if you don't want to. I do feel like I'm bothering you, but honestly. You haven't said all that much. I don't think you could say anything wrong in this conversation even if you tried."}}
{{Kayle|time=01:59, April 17, 2016 (UTC)|Cora="I really don't mind talking to you. I don't talk to many people, I really only talk to a couple, so I guess I'm not used to having to carry conversations through and such?" she shrugged, not sure if that made sense.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:04, April 17, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="I get it. I don't talk to many people... not by choice. And I'm sort of a rambler, almost like I never know when to shut up. I only talk to my sisters if I talk to anyone at all, I'm so clingy we don't even have to actually say anything to each other I can sort of read their body language." *She sipped her tea trying to stop the words from falling out of her mouth.*}}
{{Kayle|time=02:12, April 17, 2016 (UTC)|Cora=Coraline smiled, kinda liking this girl, "Sometimes, I ramble, when I get really comfortable with a person, I kind of have a habit of it..." she said, giving a small laugh, "So, I can't be rude to you about your rambling, it just seems perfectly normal and okay to me."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:16, April 17, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Lucky you. For me it's all nerves. Words show up here." *She points to her head.* "Then they come flying out of here." *She points to her mouth.* "I'm surprised people understand half of the things I say. Thanks though, I'm glad this seems normal to you."}}
{{Kayle|time=02:25, April 17, 2016 (UTC)|Cora="Of course, I don't know why it would be anything but," she said, smiling as she tried to keep all emotions in order, "Plus, I can understand you just fine, I don't get how anybody wouldn't for that also..."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:28, April 17, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Brianna tried to sit quietly waiting on Coraline to finish what she was saying looking at her expectantly.*}}
{{Kayle|time=02:38, April 17, 2016 (UTC)|Cora=Coraline shrugged, because she didn't quite have anything to say, before sipping at her tea again.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:41, April 17, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Brianna laughed at herself.* "I thought you were about to say something else. I guess I can't quite read you yet."}}
{{Kayle|time=02:45, April 17, 2016 (UTC)|Cora=Coraline shrugged, "I get that a lot. I tend to drift off when I realize I don't know where I'm going with it."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:48, April 17, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="I should try that instead of flapping my gums incessantly. Maybe then people wouldn't talk to me one time then vanish into thin air."}}
{{Kayle|time=02:56, April 17, 2016 (UTC)|Cora=Coraline's eyebrows raised up slightly, her finger tracing over the edge of her tea cup, "Wait...people actually do that?"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:59, April 17, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="I don't know if they actually vanish into thin air, but I can't recall seeing them again. There was this girl Rose I talked to a few years ago. I haven't seen her since."}}
{{Kayle|time=03:02, April 17, 2016 (UTC)|Cora=Coraline nodded, although she found it a bit sad, and it kind of reminded her of every guy she'd ever had a conversation with, other than Teddy and Preston, and the latter was down the drain now, "Yeah, I guess I kind of have had...several situations like that."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=09:13, April 17, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="It's not just me this happens to?" *She paused thinking maybe Rose wasn't avoiding her, maybe she had moved away.* "Okay. Alright. I feel a little bit better about it if it's not just a reaction people only seem to have after they've met me. What happened with you? Were the conversations you had good before the people you talked to sort of... kind of... left?"}}
{{Kayle|time=21:24, April 17, 2016 (UTC)|Cora="It seemed like it. It might not have been," she said, sighing, before finishing up her tea, "For some, things ended bad, but it's like they just vanished, versus trying to fix things like anybody else would, not like it gets to me anymore, but it used to be a bit annoying..."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:21, April 18, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="I still at the annoying part of it. For me, it feels like I wasn't good enough for her. Rose probably got into a bit of trouble after meeting me, because I know I did after meeting her. It still didn't change how I felt about trying to be her friend." *She shrugged reaching for the teapot.* "Did you want more tea?"}}
=Regent Street=
*Brianna and Hank (2028)
{{Hank James|Hank= He was wandering around Regent Street looking through the different windows with no real goal in mind|time=11:53, April 16, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=11:58, April 16, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Brianna stomped down the street having one of those idiotic moments she absolutely hated. Moments where she actually felt like she missed her worthless lout of a father.*}}{{Hank James|Hank= He stopped for a moment and cracked his back. He then spotted Brianna... who looked vaguely familiar for some reason. So he walked over to her. "Hey. I'm sorry... but you look familiar. Do I know you from someplace?"|time=12:03, April 16, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=12:07, April 16, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="I'm...uh... No?" *With her concentration entirely broken she had a difficult time switching off the past negativity and focusing on the more positive future.* "I don't think we've met." *She shook her head.* "I'm Bri. Brianna. Who are you?"}}{{Hank James|Hank= "Hank. Nice to meet ya Brianna,"|time=12:12, April 16, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=12:17, April 16, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Brianna grinned at Hank, almost giggling. It wasn't often she heard people say ya around here.* "Did you really think you recognized me or was that just some clever line you use to talk to girls you don't even know?"}}
{{Hank James|Hank= "No, I really did think I recognized ya. I thought ya went ta my school,"|time=12:19, April 16, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=12:21, April 16, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="What school is that?"}}{{Hank James|Hank= "Err... it's a private school up in Scotland. It's got a weird name, Hogwarts,"|time=12:23, April 16, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=12:25, April 16, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="You lie!" *She gave him a playful shove blown away by the coincidence.* "You go to Hogwarts? Me too!"}}
{{Hank James|Hank= He chuckles, "No, it's true. Which dorm house are you in? Mine's Gryffindor,"|time=12:28, April 16, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=12:30, April 16, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Brianna looked at him skeptically unable to keep the smile off her face.* "Mine too. How long have you been there?"}}
{{Hank James|Hank= "I transferred in from Salem last year. Salem's another private school like Hogwarts back in the states,"|time=00:10, April 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:14, April 17, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="You've got to be kidding me. I know all about Salem, transferred from there a few years back."}}{{Hank James|Hank= He chuckles, "Wait don't tell me... it's your last year at the school as well?"|time=00:15, April 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:18, April 17, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Brianna nodded her head yes laughing as she did.* "Okay. This is getting ridiculous. Did somebody put you up to this? Is one of my brothers or sisters hiding somewhere watching this all go down?"}}{{Hank James|Hank= "No ma'am. This is pure coincidence," he says with a grin|time=00:20, April 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:23, April 17, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Maybe you really did recognize me. I used to have longer, blonder hair when I was still at Salem, and I was pretty absent from school most of last year. Otherwise I think I would have noticed you notice me."}}{{Hank James|Hank= "I may vaguely remember ya from Salem. It's nice ta meet in person finally,"|time=00:27, April 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:32, April 17, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Probably not. I wasn't very popular there, not for anything good anyways." *She smiled shrugging a little.* "It's nice to meet you too, Hank. So tell me. How are you liking Hogwarts?"}}
{{Hank James|Hank= "I suppose. The castle confused me real good right at first,"|time=00:33, April 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:38, April 17, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="I'll bet it did. The place is massive, and I'm not even talking about the outside. Did you get to do much exploring?"}}{{Hank James|Hank= "A fair bit. Got some odd looks when I went into the dungeons," he says with a grin|time=00:40, April 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:43, April 17, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Odd like they were off limits to you or like you were crazy for even going down there in the first place?"}}{{Hank James|Hank= "More the fact that I was a Gryffindor... personally I think whole system they have set up there is stupid. It creates rivalries,"|time=00:46, April 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:50, April 17, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="That was exactly what I said, and the people there just feed into it. I swear that housing systems is a relationship killer. Or maybe it's a more like a test? If you can handle being in opposing houses you can handle anything."}}{{Hank James|Hank= He snorts, "Yeah. My sort of girlfriend is a Slytherin and if anyone has a problem... they can shove it as the brits say 'round here,"|time=00:52, April 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:53, April 17, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Sort of girlfriend? ... What does that even mean?"}}
{{Hank James|Hank= "We're not actually dating? Love interest may be more accurate..."|time=00:57, April 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:59, April 17, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Well, if it's mutual crushing we're talking about here. You're basically a couple."}}
{{Hank James|Hank= "Yeah... pretty much. We just haven't made it official," he says with a grin|time=01:05, April 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:07, April 17, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="You scared she'll toss you in the friendzone if you go and try to put a label on it?"}}
{{Hank James|Hank= "No. I think she's more into me than I am her if I'm perfectly honest. It's more that I haven't seen her in awhile. I'm pretty busy back on my old man's ranch,"|time=01:09, April 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:12, April 17, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Don't let me rush you into pulling the trigger in that case, Ranch hand. Keep that girl at arms length if your not that into her." *She laughed.* "Where's your old man's ranch?"}}{{Hank James|Hank= "Over in northern Ireland,"|time=01:14, April 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:17, April 17, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Oh. Really? They have those over here? I was expecting you to say it was back in states. What do you do on the ranch?"}}
{{Hank James|Hank= "I'm the mechanic," he says cracking his back. "My dad didn't go to a private school like my mom. So he has a normal job,"|time=01:22, April 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:26, April 17, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="So you fix things." *She smiled nodding slightly.* "Are you only into working on trucks and tractors or can you work on something that doesn't have a motor in it?"}}
{{Hank James|Hank= "Anything mechanical from tractors to the stove is my department. My sister handles the animals, and the twins help mom in the house,"|time=01:32, April 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:40, April 17, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="You're a regular handyman then I guess. That's really cool that you all do your part. Do you ever help out with the animals or is that something you stay away from?"}}
{{Hank James|Hank= He grins, "I wouldn't be a cowboy if I didn't know how ta ride a horse now would I?"|time=13:16, April 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:04, April 18, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Brianna shook her head no.* "That might be the most awesome thing I've heard all day." *She smiled taking a second to laugh.* "You've probably been riding since you were about ye high?" *She drops her hand palm side down to just above knee level.* "Can you do any of those cowboy rope tricks?"}}
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=Bagman Home/Living Room=
*Brianna and Mal (2029)
{{Harriet|Mal= She was sitting on the couch, with her feet curled up under her while she was reading a book.|time=22:33, June 29, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=22:41, June 29, 2016 (UTC)|Bri= *Bri came back through door after decided she needed a walk. She had eaten too much, and got the bright idea to walk off it. It was not the most brilliant move she ever made, she started having some problems along the way only to turn around and come right back home.*}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She glanced over when she saw her sister. Bri had been getting suspiciously... bigger? Maybe it was just stress or something, but Mal had tried not to say anything. "Hey."|time=22:43, June 29, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=22:56, June 29, 2016 (UTC)|Bri= *Bri's head snapped quickly as she glanced momentarily in Mal's direction.* "Hm? Oh. Hi!" *She looked down at her legs for a few seconds then got herself together joining Mal on the couch.* "Are you busy? What are you reading?" *She gestured to the book with her head.*}} {{Harriet|Mal= She held up the copy of Alice in Wonderland she was reading. "Just... re-reading it," she said. "So no, I'm not busy. Why?"|time=22:57, June 29, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=23:01, June 29, 2016 (UTC)|Bri= "Well...uhm?" *She frowned shaking her head forcing herself to smile.* "It's nothing. Just making sure I wasn't bothering you. How's things with Melinda?"}} {{Harriet|Mal= She looked at her sister suspiciously, but answered her question. "Freaked about OWL results. She... had a first go at a boyfriend after Yule Ball, and it didn't go super great, but I think she'll be okay."|time=23:04, June 29, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=23:11, June 29, 2016 (UTC)|Bri= *Bri made a face for seemingly no reason what so ever. Partly in return to Mal's suspicious look, and partly because that was not the answer she was looking for.* "I'm glad you think so, but... What happened? Are her grades not up to snuff? Did something bad happen with her boyfriend? My, gosh. Mal. That was so vague. I love you, and I know she's your friend. I can respect her personal business. I was only asking if things were okay between the two of you."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She went a little red. "They're fine. Nothing new."|time=23:14, June 29, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=23:21, June 29, 2016 (UTC)|Bri= "So? You're okay, she's okay, and ... he's okay?"}}
{{Harriet|Mal= "The ex-boyfriend? I don't think he even really qualified as one. They went on one date after Yule Ball, and... he clearly didn't care about the relationship. But yes, I think she's okay, and yes, I'm fine and... seriously, Brianna, what's up?"|time=[[User talk:Ckohrs0221|This above all else...]][[User:Ckohrs0221|to thine own self be true.]] 23:23, June 29, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=23:31, June 29, 2016 (UTC)|Bri= "Nothing! Sorry! Is wrong for me to ask?" *She snapped a bit, feeling on the verge of tears.* "It's just ... it summer now, but with everyone else gone, Amy working so much, and me out of Hogwarts. I don't... want you to feel ... like we're leaving you behind. I don't want you to think you're forgotten." *She sniffled turning away trying to do it quietly.*}}
{{Harriet|Mal= The slight grin evaporated from her face. She scooted closer to her sister, putting a hand on Brianna's knee. "Hey... I... I never felt abandoned..."|time=00:05, June 30, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:22, June 30, 2016 (UTC)|Bri= "Good. I don't want you to ever feel that way. No matter what, I'm always here for you. I don't tell you enough how important you are to me, Mal. I don't know where I'd be without you. I gave you a lot of $#!% for wanting to get away from dad, and ... I'm sorry."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:55, July 1, 2016 (UTC)|Bri= "He shouldn't have been a reason I wasn't willing to support you. Instead of trying to help you help us I made you question what you knew was right."}} {{Harriet|Mal= "Dad.... made us question just about everything, right?" she said with a shrug. "Seriously, Bri, it's fine. We got out."|time=00:58, July 1, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:09, July 1, 2016 (UTC)|Bri= "He didn't make us question everything. We knew that he was terrible. That's not my point though. Whether you forgive me or not, I needed you to know how sorry I am."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She nodded, dropping it. She paused before moving on. "So.... uhm... how are you doing...?"|time=01:10, July 1, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:13, July 1, 2016 (UTC)|Bri= "Not...great." *She frowned forgetting for a few seconds where was going with that.* "A lot of unusual occurrences have been happening to me in the last couple of months."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= "Like...?" she asked, looking at her sister expectantly, but with slight concern.|itme=01:16, July 1, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:25, July 1, 2016 (UTC)|Bri= "*Bri anxiously pressed her left thumb into her right forearm.* "I was sick a lot a while back, I think that might have been nerves because it doesn't happen anymore. ..."}} {{Harriet|Mal= "What kind of sick?" she asked, frowning.|time=01:25, July 1, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:33, July 1, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="You know? Sometimes when people get a bit queasy, they vomit. That kind of sick."}} {{Harriet|Mal= "But... it went away?" she asked, almost suspiciously.|time=01:34, July 1, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:36, July 1, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="That's why I figured it was just nerves. I was so lethargic at one point too, I didn't want to mention it because I thought I was depressed over mom, and dad... you know what I mean."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She nodded. "I noticed you didn't come home over Christmas. It was pretty quiet here."|time=01:37, July 1, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:41, July 1, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="... I actually went to the Yule Ball." *She admitted hesitantly.* "I assumed you and Melinda had something planned."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She shook her head. "Melinda went with a date. Who'd you go with?"|time=01:42, July 1, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:46, July 1, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="No one, but..." *She shrugged.* "One of the Durmstrang girl's has a brother who went stag."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She nodded. "Well, I'm sure someone else will come along, right?" she said with a little smile.|time=02:05, July 1, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:09, July 1, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Right." *She smiled trying to be optimistic, although she didn't honestly believe it.* "Do you think you might ever want to give it a try?"}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She sighed. "I... don't know," she said, almost sadly.|time=02:17, July 1, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:19, July 1, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="You don't have to know right now. I ... I hope you keep your mind open to it."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= "No..." she said frowning. "But... I'm not attracted to girls..."|time=02:30, July 1, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:36, July 1, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="I'm not saying you are, I'm saying it's okay if you are."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She nodded. "But... I'm not," she said with a shrug, wondering briefly if Melinda was... remembering the awkwardness of their fourth year. She sighed. "I... I'll probably just wind up alone forever if my androphobia never goes away. I'm doing my best to move past it... but it's difficult."|time=02:38, July 1, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:46, July 1, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Alright. You're not." *She put up her hands in mock surrender, she wasn't convinced that Mal was in denial about it, but it wasn't her place to question how she felt.* "You won't ever be alone, Mal. You've got me, you've got Amy, and you've got Melinda. When you need more than that exactly what you're looking for will find you. In a way you're kind of lucky."}} {{Harriet|Mal= She looked over at her sister curiously. "How am I lucky?"|time=02:48, July 1, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:52, July 1, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="I know it's hard for you, but it could worse. You could have ended up afraid of everyone."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She paused. "Bri... I mean, did you go see the School Healer about it? That doesn't sound... normal."|time=03:19, July 1, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:23, July 1, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="No... I didn't fall off the stairs or anything, and I haven't been feeling so bad lately. Actually I've had enough energy to get out of bed so... I'm fine."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She frowned. "Okay, I guess..." She looked over at her sister. Something still felt odd, but she couldn't put her finger on what.
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OOC: So... if she is 5 months along... then she's probably starting to show. Which Mal wouldn't want to bring up, or assume. xD|time=03:27, July 1, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=09:13, July 1, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri silently glared at Mal giving her a look as if to say What? without speaking it.* "I have an appointment coming up soon, you can go with me if that makes you feel any better."
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OOC: If Mal said anything to Bri about her weight she would probably cry, because she feels fat.}}
{{Harriet|Mal= Her expression cleared at Brianna's glare. "Yeah, if you want me there."|time=21:57, July 4, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=22:48, July 5, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="I told you I was fine, but that didn't seem like enough. I don't mind If you're there. At least that way I won't have to tell you what was said."}} {{Harriet|Mal= She nodded. "When is the appointment?" she chuckled. "Not as though I have.... anything going on, ever really."|time=22:50, July 5, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=22:55, July 5, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Maybe if I don't tell you when it is, and I just surprised you with it something will come up?" *She grinned mostly joking although things like that did happen. Not to Bri, but maybe to Mal.*}} {{Harriet|Mal= She rolled her eyes. "Unlikely."|time=22:58, July 5, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=23:04, July 5, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="You never know." *She laughed, although she did feel sort of bad.* "I have to be there next Thursday. I made the appointment for 3:30pm, but I'l probably be there early, so I'm not late."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She nodded. "Alright, I'll be there then." She paused. "Well, I'll be here so you can take us, since I can't Apparate yet."|time=23:55, July 5, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:01, July 6, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="That's fine. I do still live here too. You'll let me know if something comes up before then, won't you? I don't want to be here waiting for you if you're not going to show up."}} {{Harriet|Mal= She nodded. "Of course. I wouldn't leave you hanging like that."|time=00:01, July 6, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:05, July 6, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="I know you wouldn't. I didn't want you to think it was okay to do because I hadn't say anything."}} {{Harriet|Mal= "I'm not Chris and Alex," she said rolling her eyes.|time=00:07, July 6, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:13, July 6, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="And we should be thankful for that." *She shook her head, as the smile from laughing began to fade from her face.* "I miss them."}} {{Harriet|Mal= She bit her lip. She didn't like thinking about it too much. "Y-yeah..."|time=00:15, July 6, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:20, July 6, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Do you think it would be too much to ask if they could come here? To visit. Or maybe for us to go there and see them? You wouldn't have to go, if you didn't want to."}} {{Harriet|Mal= She considered it. "I'm sure grandma and grandpa wouldn't mind us visiting. And it'd be cool to see them again."|time=00:23, July 6, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:26, July 6, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Do you think we should ask Amy? She always so busy it would probably be easier on all of us if everything was set up. Then all she'd have to do is say yes or no."}} {{Harriet|Mal= She nodded slowly. "We should check with grandma and grandpa first. And then.... make plans, and then ask Amy. If she can't go, she'd feel bad about... preventing us from going."|time=00:28, July 6, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:33, July 6, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Right, I left something out of that equation didn't I? I can't imagine grandma and grandpa would say no, I also don't want to build up on too much hope they'll say yes either."}} {{Harriet|Mal= She nodded. "We don't know their plans. Plus, there's no way we're letting Amy pay for it. She needs to save all she can. And I bet we can get grandma and grandpa to pay for it."|time=00:35, July 6, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:41, July 6, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Not a chance. I'm technically one of the adults in the house now too." *She made a face, mocking fear and surprise.* "If it comes down to it I'm willing to put it off until I can scrape together the money myself."}} {{Harriet|Mal= She bit her lip. "Bri, I know you don't like asking for help, but this would be them like... being family."|time=00:42, July 6, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:50, July 6, 2016 (UTC)|Bri= *Bri sighed looking away, she hated to have that pointed it out. It felt like more of a character flaw when someone else said it.* "What do you mean?"}} {{Harriet|Mal= "Well, look at it this way," she said with a mischievous little smile. "They owe us like..... years worth of Christmas and birthday presents right?"|time=00:54, July 6, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:59, July 6, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Right." *She rolled her eyes, and laughed turning to look back at Mal.* "Okay. That's one way to look at it. I won't be holding my breath for that pony I wanted when I was nine though."}} {{Harriet|Mal= She chuckled. "Consider it... a transfer. Pony to... Portkey."|time=01:01, July 6, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:08, July 6, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri's eyesbrows tried to touch the roof as she actually considered it.* "No... no. Maybe." *She bit her lip.* "It would be something we would use alot, not just you and I either."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= Her expression faltered, not sure of an... adequate back-up plan.|time=01:27, July 6, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:30, July 6, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="We'll just have to think of something else to do if we can't go. It won't be the same, but I'm sure we can still have fun."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She nodded. "Exactly," she said with a wide grin.|time=01:34, July 6, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:37, July 6, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="There's something called a trampoline park I heard about. What do you think? Would you want to check it out?"}}
{{Harriet|Mal= "Bounce around like a little kid again for awhile?" she asked with a grin. "I could go for that."|time=01:40, July 6, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:34, July 7, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Alright. Good. I wasn't sure if you'd be into it. Actually, it sounds like you have a better grasp than I did. Trampoline park made no sense to me the first time I heard about it."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She chuckled. "I've never been to one, I'm purely guessing. That was my first instinct."|time=01:36, July 7, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:51, July 7, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="That's just what I mean. I took it super literal, and I thought it was a bunch of trampolines set up at a park outside. My first question. What if it rains?"}}
{{Harriet|Mal= "They... close the park? You bounce in the rain?" she shrugged. "Maybe it's actually indoors?"|time=01:54, July 7, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:10, July 7, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="It is." *She laughed.* "When I think of a park I think of trees, grass, and the sun. Even with trampolines I didn't picture it inside. How is that a park?"}} {{Harriet|Mal= She shrugged. "Well... a waterpark has a bunch of water slides and stuff, y'know?"|time=02:13, July 7, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:15, July 7, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri stared at Mal.* "Yeah, but. That makes sense. It's called a water park for a reason .... Oh. I see your point now." *She wrinkled her nose feeling dumb.*}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She chuckled. "I'm sure it'll be fun."|time=02:17, July 7, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:20, July 7, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="It will. It'll be just like you said. Bouncing around like a kid. How could that not be fun?"}} {{Harriet|Mal= She grinned. "Exactly."|time=02:21, July 7, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She grinned. "Exactly."|time=02:21, July 7, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:29, July 7, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="I'm getting sleepy." *She sighed.* "I'll leave you alone now, and you can finally finish reading that book."}}
=St. Mungo's Materinity Unit=
*Brianna, Mal and Hope (2029)
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:34, July 8, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri was nervous, that started to show itself in the jitters, then in her pacing, and finally by the fact that she was talking to herself. She had been calm up until about 2.5 seconds ago when it hit her. She was in the Maternity Unit.*}} {{Harriet|Mal= "Bri, sit down?" she asked calmly. "The receptionist told us the Healer will be here soon." She also couldn't believe she was in here... had Melinda been right?|time=00:36, July 8, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:43, July 8, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="I can't." *She turned to look at Mal, before staring at the floor, and walking in circles again.* "My legs won't stop shaking, and it feels weirder to be sitting that it does to be walking. So. Just... let me do this. Okay?"}} {{Hope Shaw|Hope= She walked into the room and smiled. "Hi, I'm Healer Shaw. Which one of you is Brianna Richards?"|time=00:44, July 8, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:46, July 8, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri had this deep urge to point to Mal. It was like she was a little kid again afraid of getting in trouble, and getting yelled at by her daddy.* "Me? I-I am."}} {{Hope Shaw|Hope= She smiled and gestured the seat next to her desk. "So, I understand that, given the symptoms you described to the receptionist, they sent you up here." She looked at Brianna. "Can you relay them to me?"|time=00:48, July 8, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:55, July 8, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Yeah, I could do that." *She nodded taking a deep breath.* "A few months ago I was real sick. Dizzy, vomiting, and sometimes it was a fight to get out of bed. I never felt like I was getting enough sleep no matter how early I hit the hay, or how late I got up. A few weeks ago I started to get sore in weird places, like my legs and my arms. Lately though, it's been nothing."}} {{Hope Shaw|Hope= She nodded. "When was the date of your last menstrual cycle?"|time=00:58, July 8, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:02, July 8, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="I'm not actually sure. It's been lighter than usual as of late. I guess you could say since early December?" *She shrugged.* "It's kidney stones isn't it?"}} {{Hope Shaw|Hope= "Have you been sexually active?" she asked.|time=01:04, July 8, 2016 (UTC)~}} {{Harriet|Mal= She bit her lip, not really wanting to hear the answer, but also... oddly curious.|time=01:04, July 8, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:06, July 8, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri's eyes went wide, and she swallowed hard nodding her head yes.* "Once."}} {{Hope Shaw|Hope= She nodded. "Have you considered the possibility that you might be pregnant?"|time=01:08, July 8, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:10, July 8, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="No. Not at all." *She shook her head.* "That's how I got so fat. Isn't it?"}} {{Hope Shaw|Hope= "Have you noticed some weight gain?"|time=01:11, July 8, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:13, July 8, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Ten or fifteen pounds. By now." *She nodded starting to sniffle, and tear up.*}} {{Hope Shaw|Hope= She passed a box of tissues over, looking at the girl kindly. "Well, it does look like all the signs are pointing to pregnancy. Did you want to have a look and see for sure?"|time=01:15, July 8, 2016 (UTC)}} {{Harriet|Mal= It broke her heart to see her sister cry, and she put a supportive hand on Brianna's knee.|time=01:15, July 8, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:19, July 8, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri titled her head back, hoping the pool of tears would stay instead of falling. She breathed out another long, hard breath. Still processing this information she took a few tissues, a couple for each hand.* "For sure? That means I might not be..." *She was not about to say the 'p word', not yet.*}} {{Hope Shaw|Hope= "If you aren't, then we'd do some testing," she said nodding. "But... all the signs are pointing to pregnancy, so that's what we should check for, first."|time=01:21, July 8, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:23, July 8, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="How does that work?" *She blew her nose hoping to stop the sniffling.* "What kind of testing?"}} {{Hope Shaw|Hope= She gestured to the examination table. "We do an ultrasound."|time=01:25, July 8, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:27, July 8, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri groaned, it was that ultrasound thingy that made her think she might have kidney stones, or some sort of heart disease in the first place. The table was not exactly inviting either.* "I just hop up there, and ..."}} {{Hope Shaw|Hope= "Expose your stomach, yes," she said.|time=01:29, July 8, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:32, July 8, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri gingerly propped herself up on the table, she tried to get comfortable before lifting her shirt just enough for the pudgy belly, she was now afraid had a baby in it, to show.*}} {{Harriet|Mal= She moved next to her sister, remaining quietly supportive.|time=01:33, July 8, 2016 (UTC)~}} {{Hope Shaw|Hope= "This might feel a bit cold," she said as she squeezed the goo onto Brianna's stomach. She poked her wand into it, and began murmuring spells as the ultrasound image appeared on the screen.|time=01:33, July 8, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:36, July 8, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri shuddered from the cold feeling, and wadded up all her tissues into one hand using the other to reach out for Mal. This whole thing seemed to be getting worse, and worse.*}} {{Harriet|Mal= "It'll be okay, Bri," she whispered, smiling at her sister, and squeezing her hand.|time=01:38, July 8, 2016 (UTC)}} {{Hope Shaw|Hope= She moved the screen so Bri and her sister could see it. "Congratulations, Brianna. It does look like you're... quite far along. Five months, about, from the development I'm seeing."|time=01:38, July 8, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:41, July 8, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri was leaking like a faucet now. She took the wad of tissues, and put them right over both eyes.* "There really is something ... someone in there." *She peeled back the tissues to peek at the screen.*}} {{Hope Shaw|Hope= She nodded. "And actually..." she moved her wand around a bit. "I can tell you the baby's gender, too, if you're interested in knowing."|time=01:44, July 8, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:46, July 8, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri wasn't ready for any of this, but if she really was preggers there was no turning back now not this late in the game. With a bit of hesitance in her voice she finally managed to respond.* "Pink or blue?"}} {{Hope Shaw|Hope= She smiled. "It's a boy."|time=01:50, July 8, 2016 (UTC)}} {{Harriet|Mal= She smiled at her sister. "You're gonna have a little boy!"|time=01:50, July 8, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:55, July 8, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri tried, she tried hard to be happy or to feel something other than disheartened.* "Yay." *She murmured weakly.* "Are you sure it's... he's a boy? And that's doing alright in there?"}} {{Hope Shaw|Hope= She nodded. "Definitely a boy," she said. "And from what I'm seeing..." She moved her wand around a bit more. "He's perfectly healthy." After a moment, a small heartbeat was heard. "Hear that? That's your son's heartbeat. Strong as it should be."|time=01:59, July 8, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:01, July 8, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Ho-ly crap."}} {{Hope Shaw|Hope= She let the sound of the heartbeat go for a moment longer before pulling her wand out of the goop, and cleaning it and Brianna's stomach off. "So... It sounds like you may have questions."|time=02:04, July 8, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:08, July 8, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="I do. I think I do." *She covered her belly, sitting up and blowing her nose.* "What do I do? He's so much bigger than he should be. Not according to you, but... Aren't there things I'm supposed to be doing? Will it matter later on that I didn't do anything?"}} {{Hope Shaw|Hope= "While it's generally good to begin healthy eating habits, and avoiding certain foods and drinks at the beginning of the pregnancy, I didn't notice anything wrong with your baby in that ultrasound." She pulled out a few pamphlets and handed them to Brianna. "These two are what you can expect in your second and third trimester, since you're already into your second one. This one is on all the foods you should increase, and this one on things you should avoid."|time=02:11, July 8, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:16, July 8, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri took them, her head instantly dropping low out shame. She tried to pass it off as if she were flipping through the reading material in her hands.* "Can you tell, from what you've seen, when he'll be born?"}} {{Hope Shaw|Hope= She nodded and pulled out a calendar. She did some quick mental math. "September twenty-fourth."|time=02:18, July 8, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:20, July 8, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri's jaw dropped.* "How often are babies born later than expected?"}} {{Hope Shaw|Hope= "There are... a number of factors that can contribute to your baby's due date," she said slowly. "But, if it gets to a certain point, we can always induce labor."|time=02:23, July 8, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:25, July 8, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Induce? Why would anyone do that? He's perfectly safe where he is. What happens if it goes beyond that certain point?"}} {{Hope Shaw|Hope= "We induce labor to bring him into the world when it's time for him to come out. It's not healthy for you if he stays in there longer than he needs to. But we don't need to worry about that for awhile," she said calmly. She looked between the girls. "I can see from your records, Ms. Richards, that you're of age. Do you have the means to care for a child when he comes?"|time=02:27, July 8, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:33, July 8, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri gave a small nod.* "We have a place to live, and I'm working, but not full-time during the summer."}} {{Hope Shaw|Hope= She nodded. "What's your relationship like with the father?"|time=02:35, July 8, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:37, July 8, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Hard to say. I'd like to say he'd be there, but I can't speak for someone I have trouble getting in contact with." *She shrugged.*}} {{Hope Shaw|Hope= She nodded. "If you need him for child support, we can help you with that."|time=02:39, July 8, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:41, July 8, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Really? You do that here?" *She wanted to believe that wouldn't be necessary, that didn't put a damper on her curiosity.*}} {{Hope Shaw|Hope= She nodded. "We'd contact the Ministry and get the necessary people involved."|time=02:42, July 8, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:44, July 8, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri raised a brow, nodding her head. There was the catch.* "I see. Is there anything else you help with?"}} {{Hope Shaw|Hope= She chuckled. "I think that's the question I ask you, Ms. Richards."|time=02:46, July 8, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:49, July 8, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri chuckled softly, smiling for the first time.* "I guess not." *She shook her head.*}} {{Hope Shaw|Hope= She smiled. She gave Brianna a card with her information. "I'd recommend making another appointment in mid-August," she said.|time=02:52, July 8, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:54, July 8, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri took the card slipping at the top of the pile of pamphlets currently in her possession.* "Thank you."}} {{Hope Shaw|Hope= She smiled. "Have a good afternoon, ladies."|time=02:56, July 8, 2016 (UTC)}}
=Bagman Home/Kitchen=
*Brianna and Mal (2029)
{{Harriet|Mal= After a long shift the pizza place, Mal was back home and really hungry. She was searching through the refrigerator looking for a snack.|time=02:09, July 13, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=06:38, July 13, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri caught a whiff of pizza from pretty far away, being sensitive to smell in her condition, it dragged her all the way to the source. Mal.* "I didn't know you were home. I could fix you something, if you're hungry."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She shook her head. "You just... take a seat. I can get it myself."|time=14:42, July 13, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:27, July 14, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="I'm pregnant, Mal. I'm not an invalid." *She chuckled, and rubbed a hand along her expanding midsection as she went to sit down.*}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She nodded and sat down across from her sister. "I'll... get something after I sit down for a minute."|time=00:29, July 14, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:37, July 14, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="If you were just going to sit down anyways you could have let me put something together for you." *She gave Mal a look.* "I could be picking at it while you eat."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She waved a hand. "It's f-" she got cut off by a yawn.|time=00:38, July 14, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:43, July 14, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri chuckled because Mal was adorable right now, but her features betrayed that laughter as her brow knitted together.* "Is it?"}} {{Harriet|Mal= She shrugged. "Just getting used to the new schedule. It's... a lot more taxing than I expected, being on my feet all day."|time=00:44, July 14, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:47, July 14, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri was instantly hit with a pang of guilt, it felt surprisingly like heartburn.* "I'm sorry."}} {{Harriet|Mal= "What are you sorry about?" she asked frowning. "I'm doing this to help you, because I love you, and love my nephew-to-be."|time=00:48, July 14, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:54, July 14, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri nodded forcing a smile, it felt good to know she was loved.* "You can love me without sharing responsibilities I created for myself. Mal, I appreciate what you're doing. I just... I don't want you to overwork yourself because of me."}} {{Harriet|Mal= She paused. "I'm... considering dropping out when I turn seventeen so that I can go back to work again."|time=00:54, July 14, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:04, July 14, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri eyes widened with surprise, and she shook her head no.* "Mal. No. Why would you do that? You're going sell yourself short if you drop out."}} {{Harriet|Mal= She shrugged slightly. "I worked really hard and... got mediocre grades at best. So... I'm probably not going to end up doing much."|time=01:05, July 14, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:29, July 14, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="You don't know that." *She spoke with a reassuring tone.* "O.W.L.s set expectations, now that you know where you fall on subject-specific tests you can improve. That's something that you have to want to do. If you want to drop out I can't stop you, but I don't think that's what's best for you."}} {{Harriet|Mal= "My friend Melinda doesn't even study and she got like... practically straight Os," she said. "I had to work to get my grades and I... barely made passing grades. I should probably just... accept that I'm not... really that good, right?"|time=01:36, July 14, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:48, July 14, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="You can't base your self-worth on how you match up to other people. You shouldn't compare yourself to anyone. I know you and Melinda are close, but you are not the same. So what if she practically got straight O's? That doesn't make you less than, and it sure as hell doesn't mean that your not good. "}} {{Harriet|Mal= She frowned. "Actually... it kind of does, doesn't it? At any interview they'd pick Melinda over me, because her scores were better."|time=01:50, July 14, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:01, July 14, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="People who are not smart enough to see that you are more than your scores. They might pick her over you." *She shook her head, and sighed.* "You and Melinda aren't even interested in the same things are you? If you both applied for the Ministry you wouldn't go for the same position would you?"}} {{Harriet|Mal= "No.... but the same principal still stands." She sighed. "I... don't even know what I'd want to do with NEWTs anyway..."|time=02:06, July 14, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:25, July 14, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="You still have the time to figure that out, and you should take advantage of it."}} {{Harriet|Mal= She bit her lip. "But you won't have someone here to support you and your son."|time=02:27, July 14, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:34, July 14, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri paused to trying to find the right words to say without being offensive.* "Mal, you don't have to make sacrifices in your life to support me, or my son."}} {{Harriet|Mal= She frowned. "You'd do the same for me, right?"|time=02:34, July 14, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:41, July 14, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Of course I would. But, that's different. I'm your big sister. You wouldn't want me to do the same thing for you if you were in my place. Would you?"}} {{Harriet|Mal= She frowned. "I... I don't know..." She hadn't considered it like that. She only wanted to help her sister, but then again, she supposed she hadn't even asked... just assumed Bri needed the help. She looked at her sister. "How... are you going to manage on your own when I'm at school? You won't be able to work because you'll have to manage an infant on your own..."|time=02:42, July 14, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:56, July 14, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="I didn't mean for this to happen us, and I definitely didn't want you to get caught up in my baby drama... I still haven't figured out what I'm supposed to do with myself when he's finally here, luckily there are still a couple of weeks left. But, people with children work all the time. It's not something you should be worried about."}} {{Harriet|Mal= She looked at her sister. "How are you going to pay for all of the things he's going to need, Bri?" she asked gently. "A crib, and diapers, and food, and... baby clothes and... more baby clothes when he outgrows the first ones and... all that."|time=02:58, July 14, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:05, July 14, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="I'm going to steal them." *She deadpanned. She knew Mal was only trying to be help, at the moment her added worries were stressful.* "That's the great thing about being the kind of person who saves money. I won't be able to afford everything with what I have now, but I can get the necessities." *She hesitated wanting to keep this to herself.* "And I'm having the Ministry look into getting child support."}} {{Harriet|Mal= She looked a bit relieved at that. "And you think he'll pay it?"|time=03:12, July 14, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She looked a bit relieved at that. "And you think he'll pay it?"|time=03:12, July 14, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:21, July 15, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri shrugged lifting one shoulder higher than the other.* "I ... don't want help, that doesn't mean he won't be willing to give it."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= "Brianna, you're going to have to stuff that pride away for the sake of your son."|time=04:10, July 15, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=09:14, July 15, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="I know that, and I'm trying." *She crossed her arms over chest as she broke eye contact.* "It shouldn't mean I have to be a giant inconvenience as well."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She decided to switch tactics. "Have you been thinking about names at all?"|time=14:38, July 15, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:47, July 16, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri sighed. The whole topic was still something she felt uncomfortable with, even so, Mal was the only person she felt remotely okay telling how she felt.* "I don't know if I should. I know. I'm having a baby, and he's already a boy. But..."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She furrowed her brows in confusion. "But... what?" She cocked her head. "Are you considering... giving him up for adoption...?"|time=14:04, July 16, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=22:39, July 16, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Isn't it selfish of me to keep him just because he's mine when I know I'm not ready for this? He might have a great life with both a mom and a dad."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= "I... didn't know you were planning that," she said softly. In truth, she thought her sister was making a good choice. "I'll support you whatever you choose, you know that."|time=03:27, July 17, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=09:49, July 17, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="It isn't, necessarily." *She hesitated, wrinkling her nose.* "None of what is happening right now has been part of any plan. I'm ... just ... looking into all the options that are available." *She shrugged despondently trying to put on a brave face.* "I know, Mal. And thank you."}} {{Harriet|Mal= She smiled and moved around the table to hug her sister.|time=17:37, July 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
=Bagman Home/Living Room=
*Brianna and Mal (2029)
{{Harriet|Mal= She came in the house and dumped her stuff on the floor. "Bri?!" she called, hoping her sister was home. She'd missed her a lot.... and felt entirely guilty for never having constructed a proper letter.|time=01:16, August 22, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:21, August 22, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Mal!?" *She was in the back when she heard Mal call for her. She quickly got up, rushing through the house to greet her sister. She looked ... different. She had less hair, which was not as unusual as the red color of her... scalp.. from the dye. She looked thinner too, maybe even happier.*}} {{Harriet|Mal= She barely had a chance to fully take in her sister's new appearance before she threw her arms around Bri's neck, pulling her in for a long hug. A couple of tears escaped down her cheeks.|time=01:23, August 22, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:31, August 22, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri wrapped Mal up in a big, warm hug. She was ecstatic to have her sister around, even if it was for just a short amount of time over the break.* "Why does it feel like it's been forever? Four months isn't even that long." *She squeezed Mal a little bit tighter sort of refusing to let her younger sister go.*}}
{{Harriet|Mal= "Because you've h-had all these hor-rible things happen, and I didn't even write because I c-couldn't figure out w-what to say, and I'm so so sorry, Bri," she said, still with her arms around Bri.|time=01:35, August 22, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:44, August 22, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri was rocked by guilt listening to her sister cry for something that was probably her fault. She broke away holding Mal's face gently in both her hands.* "Mal, it's okay. I swear to you it is. You didn't have to write back, and in fact I'm glad you didn't."}} {{Harriet|Mal= Confusion was all over her face. "What? Why? I... I should've! I... My heart broke for you. What you went through. I wasn't there for you, and... and I couldn't even figure out what to say in a stupid letter to let you know that... that I love you, and that I... I support you and..." she was still at a loss for words of what to say.|time=01:48, August 22, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:59, August 22, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="You don't have to write me a letter to tell me things I already know. After what you did for me all summer long, and what you were willing to do in the future there aren't words that can properly express that. Not any that I know. It makes me feel so bad to even think that I wasn't even going to tell you about Cullen. I knew you would be curious, so I decided I wanted you to know what was going on so you wouldn't be worried about me... about us. I guess that sort of backfired on me."}} {{Harriet|Mal= It hurt her a bit to hear that Brianna hadn't even wanted to tell her... but that was sort of fitting with Bri's character, she supposed. She let herself take in Bri's new appearance. "You... you dyed your hair. And got it cut. Again."|time=02:02, August 22, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:10, August 22, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="...I did, yeah." *She ran a hand over her closely shaved head feeling a little insecure about the bright color for what was probably the ninetieth time since she had it cut and dyed.* "I may have graduated, but I'm still a Gryffindor. It's about time I embraced the boldness. Right?" *She frowned.* "Does it look bad? Do you hate it?"}} {{Harriet|Mal= She chuckled and shook her head. "Of course I don't hate it. It's just... not what I expected, is all. So I'm just... getting used to it still."|time=02:14, August 22, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:19, August 22, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="It feels weird. On my hands, on my pillow and it feels a way I can't describe when the wind blows. I've never had my hair this short..." *She grimaced then paused.* "Wait. What were you expecting?"}}
{{Harriet|Mal= "Your... old look," she said with a shrug.|time=02:23, August 22, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:27, August 22, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="I wasn't...I didn't exactly feel like the old me anymore."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She nodded. "You're... a mother now. Well..." she winced. "I'm sorry, that's.... that was a horrible thing to say. I...I'm sorry."|time=02:32, August 22, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:35, August 22, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri shook her head, and sighed softly a little smile at her lips.* "Mal. It's okay. You're not wrong, and it's not a horrible thing to say. I'm someone's mother now, and I always will be."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She didn't know what else to say so she pulled Bri in for another hug.|time=02:37, August 22, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:42, August 22, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri wrapped Mal up in another big warm bear hug before she finally softened her hold.*}}
{{Harriet|Mal= "So... any fun plans for Christmas?" she asked after breaking the hug.|time=02:47, August 22, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=09:07, August 22, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri picked up some of Mal's stuff off the floor, and casually walked it to the room.* "For me or us?"}}
{{Harriet|Mal= "Both?"|time=14:32, August 22, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:02, August 23, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="I figured you'd probably have something going on with Melinda. ..."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She shook her head. "I planned on spending the holiday with you. Because.... you're my family-- my sister."|time=03:00, August 23, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:15, August 23, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="There are a few boxes worth of decorations, and I found one of those little fake trees we could decorate. Maybe we could even... have dinner together? If you wanted to."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She grinned. "I'd love that," she said. She paused. "Can.... can we talk about something, though? I mean, it doesn't have to happen right now... but.... there is something I... I want your advice with."|time=03:17, August 23, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:42, August 23, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Yeah, yeah of course we can talk. Mal, you can tell me anything." *She set Mal's stuff down and turned to look at her curiously.* "Why do you want to talk me though? What's up? Did... something happen at school? Is... everything alright?"}} {{Harriet|Mal= She nodded. "Yeah, yeah, everything's fine," she said, taking a seat on the couch. She looked up at her sister, going a little pink. "I... I met a guy...."|time=03:44, August 23, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:47, August 23, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Oh... that sort of talk." *She grinned knowingly as she sat down beside Mal.* "What's his name?" *She drew out the word rather annoyingly, she couldn't really help herself. She was excited.* "Where did you meet him?"}} {{Harriet|Mal= She was blushing hard at this point. "J-Jordan. I... was up in the Astronomy Tower.... and he had gotten there first. He's a new transfer this year."|time=03:49, August 23, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:54, August 23, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Jordan." *She smiled nudging Mal when she saw how brightly her sister was blushing.* "What's he look like? I know that's vain, but I don't have to ask if he was nice. You wouldn't be talking to him or about him if he wasn't."}} {{Harriet|Mal= "Kind of... tall? Dark hair."|time=03:55, August 23, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:58, August 23, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Kind of tall? Was he sitting down?"}} {{Harriet|Mal= "At first, but he stood up eventually."|time=03:59, August 23, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:03, August 23, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri laughed rolling her eyes.* "...What did you two talk about?"}}
{{Harriet|Mal= "Mostly just school.... when he... wasn't apologizing for... having done nothing wrong..."|time=04:04, August 23, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:07, August 23, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri grimaced.* "I don't exactly have to guess why. It went okay though? Or is that why you want to talk about him?"}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She sighed. "Bri, I can't even talk to a guy without... stammering, and.... I could barely look him in the face. And the only thing I can think of is... what if he ends up like Dad?"|time=04:08, August 23, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:17, August 23, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Mal, you're being way too freaking hard on yourself. You can talk to a guy, you talked to this Jordan guy." *She paused before the little smirk on her face went away.* "As for the dad thing..." *She sighed.* "You can't think that way. If you worry that every guy is as bad as he was, then... you might be sabotaging something good."}} {{Harriet|Mal= "But how can I be sure?" she said again. "There's no way Dad had to be abusive from the get-go. So how am I supposed to know who's... going to turn abusive and who's going to be a good person... all the way through? How'd you do it with... Cullen's Dad? How could you... get to that place?"|time=04:19, August 23, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=09:12, August 23, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="I can't answer that Mal. You... have to test it out? You have to give him the chance to show you who he really is. If you see anything that you don't like at all, let that be the end of it. It was... different for Mitch and I. We were going through something when I met him. He was there for me when I felt more alone than I ever have. He made me feel safe, even now. I trust him because he's always looking out for me."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= "Except that..." She shook her head, not really wanting to say it out loud.|time=02:18, August 24, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:20, August 24, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri stared at Mal expectantly.* "Except that... what?"}}
{{Harriet|Mal= "It... it doesn't matter."|time=02:22, August 24, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:25, August 24, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri shook Mal like she was a little teapot.* "What do you mean it doesn't matter?"}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She felt her chest get tighter, and she bit her lip, trying to prevent tears.|time=02:28, August 24, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:35, August 24, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri stopped shaking Mal, and put both arms around her.* "Mal. Whatever it is. You can tell me."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= "Then... then why do... or did.... you feel so guilty?"|time=02:56, August 24, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:00, August 24, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="He's dad. He was a #^@%$& up human being but he was the only father we'll ever have."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= That... just didn't make any sense to her. She'd never considered Henry a father. As far as she was concerned, she'd grown up fatherless. She nodded, not knowing what else to do.|time=03:04, August 24, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=09:26, August 24, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri sat in silence with Mal, her head lightly resting on top of her younger sister's.* "I told you it was stupid. Now do you see why I didn't want to talk to you about it? He doesn't deserve the extra thought, but sometimes I find myself thinking about him."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= "I don't... try to think about him, but he's in.... every interaction I have with men. And I so wish it wasn't like that," she said, her frustration obvious. "I HATE that."|time=14:50, August 24, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:28, August 25, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="I don't think about him on purpose. Sometimes...I'll hear something, or... see something. Then he's there. Inside my head." *She sighed.* "I know it's harder for you, Mal, and I'm sorry for that. There is something we can do to help, but you have to want to do it."}} {{Harriet|Mal= "...what?"|time=00:29, August 25, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:34, August 25, 2016 (UTC)~|Bri="What you're going through. This fear of men you have it... it isn't uncommon."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= "What... can we do to... help it, though?"|time=00:36, August 25, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:45, August 25, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="There's medication for anxiety, but I was thinking therapy if you were open to it."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She frowned slightly. "But I'm not anxious.... all the time. Just... around men."|time=00:47, August 25, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:49, August 25, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="That's why I wouldn't suggest medication you don't need to be drugged up all the time. Therapy could be really helpful though."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She nodded almost mechanically, thinking it over.|time=00:50, August 25, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:52, August 25, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="You don't have to do it, I'm not going to force you."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She nodded. "I know that."|time=00:54, August 25, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:55, August 25, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="I just want to help you."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She nodded. "I'll... think about it. I just... I know where the problem comes from, y'know?"|time=00:57, August 25, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:59, August 25, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="I know." *She nodded. Guilt and concern all over her face. If it were for Amy she would probably in the same position.* "Going therapy won't make it worse."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= "Of course not. I just... I don't know what a therapist would do?"|time=01:01, August 25, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:02, August 25, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="That's why you would go. To find out. If it doesn't work then you stop."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She nodded. "Maybe.... this summer. Doesn't make sense to start anything sooner than that."|time=01:04, August 25, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:05, August 25, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="It isn't like you have a whole lot of time to do it over break. So, just think about it some more. You don't have to decide right now."}} {{Harriet|Mal= She nodded. "I'll think about it."|time=01:06, August 25, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:08, August 25, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Okay, good. That's all I really wanted to hear."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She leaned into her sister, resting her head on Bri's shoulder.|time=01:09, August 25, 2016 (UTC)~}}
=Flourish and Blotts=
*Brianna and Faith (2030)
{{Faith Bagman|Faith= Even though she had an impressive book collection at home... she liked to poke around here to see what new publications there were. Plus.... a bookstore was just a comforting place to be.|time=01:10, August 28, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:24, August 28, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri was on the hunt for any books on pyrotechnics. She doubted she could find what she was looking for, and her mind would wander occasionally. She started to think about Cullen, and by extension Mitch. Shaking that thought away she kept finger books titles.*}} {{Faith Bagman|Faith= She saw another woman just down from where she was, also looking at titles. She briefly thought about reaching out to ask what she was looking for... but swallowed the thought for now.|time=01:26, August 28, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:34, August 28, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri glanced up to see someone else in the same aisle, at that point she started to wonder how long she had been there. After another moment of silent searching she gave up, and decided to ask for help.* "Excuse me? How well do you know this bookstore?"}} {{Faith Bagman|Faith= She glanced down and smiled. "Fairly well, why? Can I help you find something?"|time=01:34, August 28, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:41, August 28, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Yes. Thank you. Okay, um. I'm looking for books on pyrotechnics, or anything remotely related to fireworks. Is that something they have here?"}} {{Faith Bagman|Faith= She frowned. "Well... I don't know if there'd be anything that specific... here." She paused. "You could ask at the Weasley's place down the road? I know they have fireworks in their... stock."|time=01:43, August 28, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:51, August 28, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="I thought you would say that." *She shook her head.* "No, that won't do. I mean it's helpful thanks. I was really hoping to find something I could read up on. You know? Maybe with the Charms books, or Transfiguration books?"}} {{Faith Bagman|Faith= She shrugged. "There's... lots of spells to Conjure fire and what not. I'd imagine you'd just have to... play around with Confringo... or something to that effect?"|time=01:53, August 28, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:09, August 28, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri nodded, it was something to consider as an alternative.* "That might be a bit much. I don't want to hurt anyone, and fire can get out of control fast. I was thinking, bare with me because I don't even know if it's possible. Something like sparks, like a Periculum but on a much smaller scale?"}} {{Faith Bagman|Faith= "Oh," she said, considering. "Well... Periculum is Transfiguration.... so you decide what kind of sparks are released."|time=02:13, August 28, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:28, August 28, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="So? You're saying it wouldn't be completely ludicrous? And that maybe I could find something of use with the other transfig books?"}} {{Faith Bagman|Faith= She nodded. "I suppose that's what I'm saying, yes." She paused. "Do you... work for the Department of Mysteries?" Faith was going to feel very stupid if the girl said yes.|time=02:30, August 28, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:38, August 28, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri smiled glad for the breakthrough.* "Yes! Thank you. I was starting to feel like my ideas were no better than bashing my head against a wall." *She paused as well taking in the question with a bit of a laugh.* "Me? Work for the Ministry? No. Why? Do you?"}} {{Faith Bagman|Faith= There was visible relief on her face, the emotion distracting her slightly. "What? Oh, yes. I do."|time=02:40, August 28, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:58, August 28, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Big place then I guess? If you weren't even sure if I was someone you work with or not. That or you're in a pretty secluded part of it."}}
{{Faith Bagman|Faith= She bit her lip. "I'm... an Unspeakable, and if you were too, I was about to feel rather bad that I didn't even recognize you, since what you're talking about sounds exactly like... what one of the sub-departments does."|time=03:02, August 28, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=09:46, August 28, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="... As an Unspeakable you probably can't tell me anymore than you already have about that sub-department you just mentioned. So, as much as I want to ask you more about it, I won't. Needless to say. I thought the Ministry was full of paper-pushers. And Aurors." *She winced.* "No offense."}}
{{Faith Bagman|Faith= She shook her head. "Most definitely not."|time=20:04, August 28, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:13, August 29, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Are you allowed to say how long you've been working there?"}}
{{Faith Bagman|Faith= "Since graduating," she said. "So... a little over two years?"|time=00:16, August 29, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:18, August 29, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri looked a tad surprised.* "Did you know right away that was where you wanted to be?"}}
{{Faith Bagman|Faith= She nodded. "Since fourth year, at any rate."|time=00:19, August 29, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:25, August 29, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri's eye were wide now.* "Wow. Is it anything like you thought it would be?}}
{{Faith Bagman|Faith= She considered the question and nodded slowly. "Slightly... more dangerous, but yes, for the most part, it is what I expected."|time=00:26, August 29, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:32, August 29, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri absentmindedly started to grin at the mention of danger.* "It must be worth the risk if you're still there. Would you recommend it to someone who never saw themself there?"}}
{{Faith Bagman|Faith= She paused and then shook her head. "No."|time=00:34, August 29, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:38, August 29, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri covered her mouth, and laughed.* "Honest answer."}}
{{Faith Bagman|Faith= She shrugged. "It's not a department one should... just waltz into without a clue. The people there... we all have a purpose and a reason for being there. And... we all know why we wanted to go, before we got there."|time=00:40, August 29, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:46, August 29, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Okay." *She nodded, that was understandable. Yet she still had questions.* "So? Then? What you're saying to me is that if you or one of your colleagues came upon someone with even the bare minimum of raw talent for what is that you do. You would have zero interest in recruiting them?"}}
{{Faith Bagman|Faith= She frowned. "It's hard to recruit for a department when we can't even.... tell the potential candidate what it is we do?"|time=01:27, August 29, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=09:30, August 29, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="See. That's exactly where I get confused. Not that I need to understand, so think what you will. But, how did you know that was the job for you if they couldn't even tell you what they do?"}}
{{Faith Bagman|Faith= She paused. "I guess... the short of it is... we're a research-based department. I knew my research didn't fit anywhere else."|time=15:01, August 29, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:17, August 30, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri nodded, she broke eye contact and her eyes narrowed. She was clearly working that over in her mind.* "Surprisingly, that leaves me with a lot less questions."}}
{{Faith Bagman|Faith= She nodded. It didn't surprise her to much.|time=01:20, August 30, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:26, August 30, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="About those books? ... Do you know where I should be looking?"}}
{{Faith Bagman|Faith= "Uhm.... I mean, you can try any Transfiguration books. Perhaps the more advanced ones would have information about controlling spells differently."|time=01:27, August 30, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:53, August 30, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri was a bit apprehensive about getting any book, unless she could flip through it first.* "Okay... so should I or should I not still be looking in this section?"}} {{Faith Bagman|Faith= She pointed to a bookshelf a few rows over. "Over there."|time=01:55, August 30, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:01, August 30, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri followed gesture, before looking back with a half smile.* "Hey, um. Thanks for your help."}}
{{Faith Bagman|Faith= She nodded, extending a hand. "I'm Faith Bagman."|time=02:02, August 30, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:14, August 30, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri stared before shaking the hand that was offered.* "Are you related to Melinda Bagman by any chance?"}} {{Faith Bagman|Faith= She nodded. "She's my younger sister."|time=02:15, August 30, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:32, August 30, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="I'm Bri. Brianna Richards. Melinda's friend Mal, she's my younger sister."}}
{{Faith Bagman|Faith= "Oh," she said in recognition. "That's cool. I... I know Mal, so I didn't recognize you right off, but I can... see some of the similarities now."|time=02:34, August 30, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:46, August 30, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri had to actively try not to be insulted by that.* "Not that surprising really. Similarities pretty much start and end in the eyes for the two of us. Maybe the nose, and the lips too."}} {{Faith Bagman|Faith= She nodded. "Well... it was nice to meet you, Bri."|time=02:47, August 30, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=10:02, August 30, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="And you as well, Faith. I'd still be bumbling around if it weren't for you."}}
=The Hmm Cafe=
*Brianna and Mallory (2030)
{{Harriet|Mal= She was over the moon excited to see her sister. As per Brianna's request, she'd ordered her sister a blueberry scone, and a chocolate chip muffin for herself, along with a cup of tea. She was sitting at a table in clear sight of the entrance, so her sister could find her.|time=16:32, September 4, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=17:01, September 4, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri rushed in, little bells tinkling, not only from the door when she entered but from the bells she was literally wearing on her person. She looked around before she spotted Mal, and she glide over to sit with her. She looked down at the scone and had to take a bite out of it.* "Mmm... boob-burry." *She sighed blissfully, then pointed to Mal mumbling.* "Muffin?"}} {{Harriet|Mal= She grinned at her sister and laughed. "Yes, muffin. My muffin."|time=17:03, September 4, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=17:09, September 4, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri swallowed trying not to laugh so she wouldn't spit crumbs everywhere.* "Happy Birthday!"}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She was over the moon excited to see her sister. As per Brianna's request, she'd ordered her sister a blueberry scone, and a chocolate chip muffin for herself, along with a cup of tea. She was sitting at a table in clear sight of the entrance, so her sister could find her.|time=16:32, September 4, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=17:01, September 4, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri rushed in, little bells tinkling, not only from the door when she entered but from the bells she was literally wearing on her person. She looked around before she spotted Mal, and she glide over to sit with her. She looked down at the scone and had to take a bite out of it.* "Mmm... boob-burry." *She sighed blissfully, then pointed to Mal mumbling.* "Muffin?"}} {{Harriet|Mal= She grinned at her sister and laughed. "Yes, muffin. My muffin."|time=17:03, September 4, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=17:09, September 4, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri swallowed trying not to laugh so she wouldn't spit crumbs everywhere.* "Happy Birthday!"}} {{Harriet|Mal= She grinned, going a little pink. "Thank you, Bri. It's so good to see you."|time=18:33, September 4, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:42, September 5, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="I never knew I could miss you so much." *She skillfully popped a fat chunk of scone into her mouth.*}} {{Harriet|Mal= She nodded. "I can't wait for summer so we can see each other all the time."|time=00:43, September 5, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:13, September 5, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri smiled ordering herself an iced coffee.* "I know! Right? We can conquer some of those summer plans from last year."}} {{Harriet|Mal= She nodded. "And it will be just the two of us."|time=01:15, September 5, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:23, September 5, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="It doesn't... have to be?" *She raised a brow, the smirked.* "Who do you want to bring?"}} {{Harriet|Mal= She blushed. "Jordan and I are... just friends, Bri. I mean... we're not anything more than that. And even if we were... I'd never make you third wheel a date."|time=01:26, September 5, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:38, September 5, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri sipped her coffee slowly.* "Just friends, yeah. Not anything more, okay. You'd never make me a third wheel. I know." *She grinned before putting a smaller piece of scone in her mouth.* "I wasn't ask you about Jordan."}} {{Harriet|Mal= She frowned. "Bri, I'm... being serious," she said blushing again. "I... we aren't dating. He hasn't asked me out. We... walk to class and hang out in the common room. That's... that's it."|time=01:39, September 5, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:43, September 5, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="I'm not making fun of you, Mal. I was being serious. Also... I wasn't asking about him. Yet." *She shrugged innocently.* "I was.. sort of... thinking Mitch? And Cullen of course! Maybe Molly... or Melinda? ...But, that's why I asked you."}} {{Harriet|Mal= "Who's Molly?" she frowned, but then grinned. "I'd love to meet Mitch! And my nephew!"|time=01:46, September 5, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:50, September 5, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Right. Molly is Mitch's sister. Cullen's aunt." *She constantly forgets Mal knows nothing about the father of her nephew save for his name.*}} {{Harriet|Mal= She grinned. "That sounds fantastic!"|time=01:52, September 5, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:55, September 5, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="You, Cullen, and I can go to one of those baby yoga things? Yeah?"}} {{Harriet|Mal= She nodded. "Sure. That could be fun too."|time=01:56, September 5, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:01, September 5, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri smiled.* "What kinds of things do you want do?... Before you graduate..."}} {{Harriet|Mal= She considered that. "Figure out a future career?" she said with a chuckle. "I don't know. I don't... really have a bucket list, I guess."|time=02:02, September 5, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:11, September 5, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="You don't need a bucket list. Just some things you always wanted to do, that you haven't done yet. Like... I snuck into the greenhouse one year. You know that already. Obviously I broke curfew... but, you should start small."}} {{Harriet|Mal= She frowned. "I... I guess I don't.... have anything like that?"|time=02:11, September 5, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:14, September 5, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="You mean even in the last few years there hasn't anything you wanted to do?"}} {{Harriet|Mal= She shook her head slowly. "No... not really. I... I wanted to get us away from Dad. I did. I... wanted to get over my androphobia... I'm working on it."|time=02:16, September 5, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:20, September 5, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri kept a solemn face at the mention of their dad, but grinned when Mal brought up getting over androphobia.* "That's good. That's one out of two, Mal. You're half way there. How it going anyways? Since were face to face, you can tell me a little more about what it's like for you. Right?"}} {{Harriet|Mal= She nodded. "So... the girl I'm working with... she uses Legilimency so that we both enter my mind. She's... basically teaching me Occlumency from inside my own head. We've... done a little exploring... it's... all very interesting. Some of it I don't like so much, though. But... I'm already seeing how much... Dad's been influencing my brain, and so I'm... actively trying to work against it."|time=02:22, September 5, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:20, September 5, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri grinned excited that Mal could experience this, and work through her fear of their dad. He was gone, and it was about time she let him go. If only Bri could do the same. She was such a hypocrite, with her memory box. She never made one for her mother, or for Cullen.* "That's... good. Right? She's teaching you about how you... defend your mind, you actions... and you're basically dropkicking dad's @$$ right out there. Like Monopoly. Do Not Pass Go. Do Not Collect $200." *She laughed trying not be lost in her head by that jail reference. This was about Mal.* "I know it's newish. But how do you feel about it? Occlumency?"}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She shrugged. "It's... hard. It takes a lot of... mental energy and focus and... well, it's hard."|time=02:39, September 5, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:49, September 5, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="You can do it. I'm sure you can. And they call you Occlumens after you learn to master it." *She nodded.* "But, the way she's teaching you sounds like it makes it... interactive?"}} {{Harriet|Mal= She nodded. "It's... easier to teach the techniques when she's... in there with me."|time=02:51, September 5, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:54, September 5, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="That's what I was thinking." *She grinned.* "Some of it has to be fun though, when it isn't corrupted by dad?"}} {{Harriet|Mal= She grimaced. "It's... all kind of... corrupted by him. At least... what I can tell so far."|time=02:55, September 5, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=13:52, September 5, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="I mean... is there new anything you've learned about you? When you're up there, inside your mind, that you'd tell Jillian, or Jordan about?"}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She frowned and shook her head slightly. "No... unless I were to tell them what my... uh, mindscape? That's... what the Unspeakable calls it.... looks like. But.... I mean, there's no real reason to."|time=14:58, September 5, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=15:43, September 5, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri nodded her head, her lips twitching upwards into a smile with Mal's use of proper Occlumency terms.* "I've never done it before... I've got nothing to compare it to. You said it was interesting, and something about exploring. I thought... I don't know ... I don't know what I thought?"}} {{Harriet|Mal= She frowned trying to explain. "It's kind of a... combination of the words mind and landscape... because it's the landscape of your mind. Mindscape. The Unspeakable told me that it appears different for every person."|time=15:46, September 5, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=15:55, September 5, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="I get that mindscape is landscape of the mind, Mal." *She chuckled.* "I can't see it for myself, I guess... I sort... want to know what yours was like to sort of... picture what mine would be like? I know we're different people, but we're sisters. We grew up together." *She shrugged pausing to sip her coffee.* "Do you always call her the Unspeakable? It actually sounds kind of awesome."}} {{Harriet|Mal= She shrugged. "I suppose I could call her Faith. I do when we're working together. But... I guess I was unsure of what I should call her... outside of that. I should ask her." She shrugged. "Anyway, mine's a house." She paused. "The living room, more specifically. And... it's mostly like.... warm and inviting, but the fireplace doesn't have... a warm glow. It spits green, black and purple flames which I don't like." She paused again. "And... there's this... looming shadow that sits in the dark corners. And... I'm quite sure it's Dad."|time=15:58, September 5, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=20:21, September 5, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Faith, then. Still, the Unspeakable is pretty boss. I have to admit that." *She nodded.* "A house? Do you mean.. our old living room, or a random set up that you like?" *She tried not to express to much emotion, keeping much of her reactions internal, continuing to listen.* "That dark shadow version of dad sounds about right. I would describe him... differently, of course, but I don't want paint him any worse if you're trying to get ride of him. But I will say he's sort of... I have him hovering around like me one of those annoying flies. He just needs to be forcibly removed. That, or provided with an exit."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She thought that over, then shook her head slowly. "It's not our old house. It could be our new one, but it's still even different from that, too."|time=23:44, September 5, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:13, September 6, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="As in the Bagman house, or the house since Hogwarts?" *She sipped her coffee trying not to bombard Mal with questions.* "When you said a house I thought about the old one, from before Hogwarts. ... it doesn't matter. Anyways, what makes the one in your mindscape different?"}}
{{Harriet|Mal= "The Bagman house," she said nodding. She paused. "I don't know. It just... feels different. It's... hard to describe."|time=03:51, September 6, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:00, September 6, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri nodded, sipping her coffee. She let it go for now, she was inevitably going to pry often. She wasn't sure how she felt about any of it, not that it mattered, it was Mal's decision after all.*}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She looked at her sister knowingly. "Go ahead, what's the next thing you have questions about? Melinda? Jordan?"|time=04:02, September 6, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:06, September 6, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="...well yeesh." *She rolled her eyes.* "Not Jordan, we did that already. By accident. ...I guess that makes Melinda the next big ticket item on the list."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She bit her lip. "I... I mean..." she sighed. "Part of me always felt like a charity case around her. And... she had this... absurd notion that she had to be perfect around me, which was just getting annoying. She feels she has to be perfect... for everyone, all the time. And.... no matter how much I told her differently, she wouldn't believe me." She realized she was ranting, but almost couldn't help it. "I saw her... in her Animagus training. She had been turned into a beagle, and was being led around on a leash. Now I get that that could be sort of embarrassing. But seriously?! Why would I care?! So she just avoids me for a whole week and when I asked her why?!" She groaned. "So her stupid pride could heal. LIKE I CARED!" She went red, realizing her outburst was a bit much for a public place. "She cares way too much about herself, and boys, and what... everyone thinks about her, and... I just..." She sighed. "I'd had enough."|time=04:10, September 6, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:31, September 6, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri stayed quiet. She wasn't sure whether she was supposed to defend the relationship Mal had with Melinda or commend her for standing up for herself. She was conflicted but in the end she knew she had to support Mal, whatever the choice she made, and in this case whether she agreed with it or not.* "I understand. Sort of. You're not going to put up with having a fair-weather friend anymore. You shouldn't have to either. Not when there are people who are willing to be there whenever you need them. I wish... I could... say something that meant a little more. I've never had a friend for as long as you had Melinda, so, I don't know what losing her has been like for you. I'm glad you let her know how you felt. ... So... is that it for you two? You're both done? I always worried that this would happen."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She felt tears fill her eyes. "I... I don't know, Bri. But.... but it might be. At least as long as she's d-dating Chris..."|time=04:34, September 6, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:46, September 6, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri effortlessly moved from where she was sitting to be by Mal's side, even if was slightly awkward for her to do it in public.* "It's okay. It'll be oaky, either way."}} {{Harriet|Mal= "I... I saw Chris in the common room the other night." She paused, shutting her eyes as she went back over the painful memory. "But... I've never talked to him before. It was like going back to square one with my androphobia." She sighed. "....things escalated really fast. He kept... yelling at me, calling me stupid. And... I ended up fainting."|time=04:50, September 6, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:00, September 6, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Her Chris?" *Her brow furrowed, if there was a way to not like this boy any more than she already did. ...* "Why?... What?..." *She was visibly agitated by this point.* "What was he yelling at you? He has no right to call you... or anyone stupid. He can't talk to you however he wants to because he clearly has issues with his anger. That little #^@%^&@ @$$#^%&!" *She was pissed off she had to hear about it when she physically couldn't have been there to do anything.* "What happened? After you fainted?"}} {{Harriet|Mal= "Jordan showed up... and got everyone to clear out. Chris told me I needed to get my sh*t together.... and then left, and... Jordan took me outside to... collect myself."|time=05:02, September 6, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:19, September 6, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri was finding it harder and harder not to like Jordan for Mal, whatever that means, she was supportive of the idea of him being there her when she couldn't be.* "Outside? ...where? What do you mean by to... collect yourself?" *She obviously suspicious for... reasons.*}}
{{Harriet|Mal= "Calm down... stop crying." She shrugged. "Just... outside in the hall, and then... we went on a walk after."|time=05:20, September 6, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:53, September 6, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri's nostrils flared. It was too much like dad, and it made her think way back. She couldn't focus on asking about 'the walk after' like she should have.*}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She frowned. "What?"|time=00:42, September 7, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=16:30, September 7, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="What a miserable little piece of $#^%. Even if he wasn't trying to be a #^@%^&@ @$$#^%$!"}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She frowned not at all understanding. "Chris or Jordan?" She asked, wanting clarification.|time=23:00, September 7, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=16:30, September 7, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri furrowed her brow.* "Obviously. The @$$clown. Chris. Why would I say something like that about Jordan? Unless I'm supposed to?"}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She shook her head. "No. I just... I mean, you asked me what I meant by collect myself... and then you got a funny look on your face and... I don't know."|time=04:00, September 8, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:05, September 8, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="... I was blinded by rage because Melinda's new boyfriend was a complete d-bag to you. He sounds exactly like dad if he would ever even think of talking to you like that for reason other than the fact that it sounds like he likes to be intimidating."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= Her eyes went wide as she saw the comparisons that Bri was making. "Bri.... do I-- should I tell her? Melinda? I mean... she'd never believe me. She'd just think I was letting my androphobia get the best of me."|time=04:06, September 8, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:11, September 8, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri was inclined to say no, simply because she and Mal weren't talking.* "Yes. She won't believe you. If you're fighting she's going to think you're making it up or exaggerating because..." *She shrugged not seeing the point in placing blame on Mal's androphobia as well.* "... you just don't want her to have someone even if it isn't you."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She sighed. "I.... I don't want her in a bad relationship..."|time=04:13, September 8, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:15, September 8, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Guess that mean you're still talking. Or at least that you'll be the one trying."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She groaned, leaning her elbows on the table, covering her face in her hands. She felt stuck... not knowing what to do.|time=04:16, September 8, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:18, September 8, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri was reaching across the table to bring her coffee closer, she saw Mal's gesture and felt for her. She never had real friends, but she knew losing them was worse.* "I brought you a birthday present."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:30, September 8, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri smiled back. She didn't have a backup plan, and was just glad it worked.* "The first one is two." *She handed Mal a fat book like package.*
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OOC: Jokelopedia: The Biggest, Silliest, Dumbest Joke Book Ever, and a Purple Journal}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She looked at the book of jokes and chuckled before smiling at the journal. 
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OOC: I literally used the same one in green for Faith's journal eons ago. :P|time=04:32, September 8, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:37, September 8, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Well? What do you think. I wasn't sure of the butterfly? Should I have just went with purple? I can take it back."
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OOC: I have been to your sandbox, and I honestly did not know that. There was a second purple butterfly, but I liked this one better for this version of Mal sans dad.}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She looked over at her sister shaking her head. "I love it, Bri. Thank you."
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OOC: I haven't used Faith's journal page in a loooong time. You'd have had to do some major stalkage to find it. :P|time=04:40, September 8, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:47, September 8, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Alright. In that case I choose to believe you." *She smiled.* "I've got another. Just one though. It's clothes, so, I don't know if that counts?"
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OOC: The second is sweater dresses. I am no internet savant or anything, but I think I could find it. If I really went looking. *cracks knuckles*}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She opened up each of the dresses, smoothing them with her fingers. "Ohh, I like the patterns in this one."|time=04:49, September 8, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:51, September 8, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="That one? Really?" *She pointed to it certain it was going to be the one Mal hated the most.* "Good I thought that one was super sketch. I'm glad you like it."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She chuckled. "No, I like it." She smiled. "Thanks, Bri. They're all wonderful. It's kind of weird to think that I'm seventeen now. Like... I can use magic when I come home this summer."|time=04:53, September 8, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:56, September 8, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="It's great right?" *She raised a brow mischievously. If Mal had wanted to run away from their father right now Bri would have got up and walked away from the table without giving it a second thought.* "You're not thinking about going back to work are you anymore... are you?"}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She smiled ruefully. "Only when it's in your best interest." She paused. "If you think it would help get Cullen back, I would do it."|time=05:08, September 8, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:14, September 8, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri sighed it was nice to know Mal was still thinking about supporting Cullen, despite the fact that she had absolutely no need to.* "I'm fairly certain I will never get him back. ...and that's okay."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She nodded. "I'm still excited to see him this summer."|time=05:17, September 8, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:22, September 8, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Oh..." *She counted in her head.* "He'll be... Mal. My son will be eight months old."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She grinned. "Would he be talking, do you think? Or not quite?"|time=05:23, September 8, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:25, September 8, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="He says things now." *She nodded.* "Like baba, but all I hear is mama." *She grinned.*}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She frowned. "Wait, you get to see him? I thought Mitch... I thought... didn't you say he lived in like... another country?"|time=05:28, September 8, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:33, September 8, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri's brow rose as Mal frowned.* "You're just putting this together now? I cannot parent my own son. I have supervised visitation with Cullen, weekly at the least."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She flinched and looked down. "Y-you did s-say that. I just... I didn't realize... I guess I th-thought you weren't using it. Stupid of me. Really stupid."|time=22:59, September 8, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=07:46, September 9, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Mallory. Stop it." *She shook her head vigorously her brows knitting together as she placed a light hand on Mal's.* "You are not stupid. I shouldn't expect you to know things that haven't properly been discussed."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She looked over at her sister, a disbelieving look on her face. "Yet I sh-should've put it t-together before now?"|time=14:29, September 9, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=17:41, September 9, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri shot Mal the exact same look.* "We're talking about my son. Do you think I wouldn't do anything for him? Do whatever it takes just to be able to hold him again?"}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She went red. She had... half expected Brianna to just accept he was gone. That was sort of the tone of the letter she'd sent. Apparently she'd guessed wrong. She picked at her muffin, too ashamed to say anything.|time=17:42, September 9, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=17:48, September 9, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri sighed. She hated for there to be anything negative between Mal, and herself. Especially with Amy being so distant lately. After everything Mal had done over the summer she couldn't believe her sister of all people would have just thought Bri could forget Cullen, and move on. He's a part of her forever.*}}
{{Harriet|Mal= "I'm sorry, Bri."|time=17:50, September 9, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=17:53, September 9, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="I forgive you, but it's not your fault." *She paused.* "I'm sorry too."}} {{Harriet|Mal= "I... I just assumed from your letter that... you'd given him up because he'd have a better life with them. I was wrong."|time=17:55, September 9, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=18:00, September 9, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="He does have a better life." *She nodded.* "All I could think once he was gone is he's still mine, I made him. Cullen shouldn't have to grow up not knowing who I am to him."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She smiled a little. "That's really great, Bri."|time=18:02, September 9, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=18:08, September 9, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Is it? Because the matriarch of the Dempsey Clan doesn't seem to agree with you."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She frowned. "Well screw her!" she said before going a bit red.|time=18:10, September 9, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=18:13, September 9, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri chuckled, smiling softly.* "Believe it or not I've actually heard that one before."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= "From who?" she asked curiously, a bemused smile on her face.|time=18:13, September 9, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=18:18, September 9, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Mitch said that same thing when I told him his mother wouldn't like me."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She paused. "So... what does Mitch think about his parents taking custody? Who does he side with?"|time=18:20, September 9, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=18:24, September 9, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="That's hard to say. It's not like I haven't asked him... whenever it comes up he finds a way to avoid it. And I guess, I just, let him."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She frowned. "Or you could tell him to grow up, move out, and bring Cullen with you and the three of you could be a real family."|time=18:26, September 9, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=18:29, September 9, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri looked at Mal surprised, she inhaled sharply sucking her bottom lip into her mouth.* "...well..." *Her voice was high pitched, and so full of nervous energy it warbled.*}} {{Harriet|Mal= She frowned. "What is it, Bri?"|time=18:29, September 9, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=18:31, September 9, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri grimaced.* "I may or may not have done that already .... to mixed results."}} {{Harriet|Mal= "What kind of mixed results?" she asked distastefully. She had half a mind to tell off this Mitch.... but she knew there was no way she could, or would, do that. For several reasons.|time=18:32, September 9, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=18:39, September 9, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="...well..." *Her pitch again was too high, and full of nothing if not nervous energy when it warbled.* "He thought it was a good idea, a great one actually. There's only one problem. He's supposed to be getting married, but I had his baby, that sort of rained on the bride's parade for a while."}} {{Harriet|Mal= She frowned, clearly very surprised. "What do you mean... for a while?"|time=18:40, September 9, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=18:45, September 9, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="As in she still wants to go through with it. Even knowing about me, and Cullen she still wants in."}} {{Harriet|Mal= "And what about Mitch?"|time=18:48, September 9, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=18:55, September 9, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="I want to say something here, something like she's not his first choice. I don't know if I can."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= Her eyes flashed with anger. "How recently have you brought it up?"|time=18:56, September 9, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=19:01, September 9, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="...well... The most recent time... was probably... last night." *She cringed.*}}
{{Harriet|Mal= Her face fell before it got angry again. "Then you fight for custody."|time=19:03, September 9, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=19:08, September 9, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri furrowed her brow.* "And risk losing my visitation rights? I won't do that. What if they win?"}}
{{Harriet|Mal= "Well I'm not letting some other girl raise your son! They'll squish you out, Bri. They will. And I'm not letting them do that!"|time=19:10, September 9, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=19:16, September 9, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri's got half a mind to ask but she can tell she's gotten her little sister to riled up for that.* "They can't squish me out if he never marries her. And they can't exactly make him do that. ...except they can."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She frowned. "Either he's going to marry her, or he's running away with you, Bri. It doesn't seem like there's a third option that you've laid out here."|time=19:18, September 9, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=19:24, September 9, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="I'm not drawing out battle plans here, Mal." *She shrugged.* "I'd of liked that non-existent third option to be he's not marrying her. Or No one runs anywhere just yet. Or maybe ... I don't know? Cullen doesn't end up with as #^@%^$ up a life as we had."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= "He wouldn't, though! If Mitch came here? With Cullen? The three of you could be a real family."|time=19:25, September 9, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=19:37, September 9, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri sighed, a part of her wanted desperately to believe that to be true. Somewhere deeper inside a little voice reminded her it was impossible for someone like her.*}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=19:37, September 9, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri sighed, a part of her wanted desperately to believe that to be true. Somewhere deeper inside a little voice reminded her it was impossible for someone like her.*}} {{Harriet|Mal= She looked at her sister. "Bri...? What is it?"|time=19:38, September 9, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:14, September 10, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="How could any of this mess be spun, and looked at in a positive light?"}}
{{Harriet|Mal= "It will when Mitch realizes you're the most amazing girl he'll ever find, and he grows up and tell his parents to shove it and comes to live with us, with Cullen."|time=14:58, September 10, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=21:38, September 10, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri smiled a little at the compliment.* "And if he doesn't realize that? What if me... interfering in this life his parents wants him to have... wrecks everything? What am I supposed to do if what I want is something I can't have?"}}
{{Harriet|Mal= "Who cares if it wrecks their plans if it's what will make the two of you happy?"|time=21:41, September 10, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=21:45, September 10, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="That's just it Mal. I don't know if that would make him happy. Wouldn't he have done something to prove I was the one he wanted to be with?"}}
{{Harriet|Mal= "Maybe he's scared of his parents, and you have to be the one to tell them off?"|time=21:45, September 10, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=21:50, September 10, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="That's certainly not a problem. It's hard to pretend to be nice to people when you know that they don't like you."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She nodded. "It could be a situation where he really does want to be with you, but he's too scared of his parent's reaction."|time=21:55, September 10, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=22:02, September 10, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri sighed again. She hadn't liked that thought, it was too similar to what they had gone through most of their life. She did like the idea of being able to save someone else.* "You might be right."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= "And if he has a strong negative reaction to it... well then he's clearly not the guy for you, and you can go from there."|time=22:07, September 10, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:02, September 11, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri nodded.* "What if his strong reaction is negative like mine was? I don't mean that he stands up for his family against me. What if he doesn't think that's the right way?"}}
{{Harriet|Mal= "Then he's a lousy butt-face who never deserved you in the first place." She paused. "And you should fight for full custody."|time=00:15, September 11, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:37, September 11, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri grimaced. It was hard not to think of herself as the lousy butt-face in this situation.* "I don't know if I can do that Mal. I don't know if I can live with losing Cullen completely."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She shrugged. "You wouldn't. I mean... at the very least, you'd get to keep your visitation, I would think."|time=19:05, September 11, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:05, September 12, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="...maybe? I guess you could be right. I should at least try to find out first. Then I'll know for sure whether or not it's something I'm willing to follow through with."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She nodded, happy her sister was going to look into it at the very least. "And obviously that's worst case scenario. Hopefully Mitch just stands up to his family."|time=01:22, September 12, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=10:03, September 12, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri's eyes bug out a little before they rolled around in her head.* "I'm going to go ahead, and have high hopes. Maybe that's all I need, and the power of the universe will make sure he'll do just that. ... I'm sorry. That sounded sarcastic, and it wasn't meant to."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She shrugged. "I just... wish I could help more. But without really even knowing him... it's hard to."|time=22:26, September 12, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:20, September 13, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Mal, you've helped me enough. Even just talking with me is more than you need to be doing. But it helps, it's not like I can go talk to Amy about it."}} {{Harriet|Mal= Her expression faltered a bit. "How... how is Amy?"|time=02:21, September 13, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:25, September 13, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Good. I guess? She's never home. At least, when you're not around neither is she."}} {{Harriet|Mal= She nodded. "I... I miss her."|time=02:26, September 13, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:30, September 13, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri nodded solemly.* "You're not the only one kid."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She sighed, and finished off her tea. She didn't really want to dwell on that thought too much.|time=02:33, September 13, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:38, September 13, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri ran a hand over her fuzzy head. Her hair was starting to grow out, and the red was fading. The topic of Amy made her want to go extreme, again.*}} {{Harriet|Mal= She smiled a little at her sister. "Amy knows where to find us if she wants to see us. Same with Xavier."|time=02:40, September 13, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:46, September 13, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="I was just thinking, if I could find some way to work it out. Maybe we take Cullen over there this summer. He probably can't be there long, but it might be nice?"}}
{{Harriet|Mal= "Over... where? To America?"|time=02:52, September 13, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:57, September 13, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="I didn't mean, like, to the table next to us." *She laughs.*}}
{{Harriet|Mal= "Your use of the word there was ambiguous," she said rolling her eyes.|time=02:58, September 13, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=09:31, September 13, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Saying it makes me feel? I don't know? Less American when I'm here. Not at the table, Mal. I mean here in Scotland." *She teased jokingly.*}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She shrugged. "I know I'm still an American... but I've been here long enough that... it..." She tried to figure out how to word it. "I guess maybe I don't miss it as much as I used to."|time=14:30, September 13, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=21:31, September 13, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="We've been here the same amount of time. But, in way, it's like you've been here longer than me. You know? You've spent more time in their school, and around the people from here. You've actually made friends. I remember the first time I heard you call mom mum." 
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OOC Not because Bri went inactive for like two IC years though, nope.}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She grinned a bit sheepishly. "Spend enough time around locals, and you pick up their vernacular, I suppose."|time=22:25, September 13, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:20, September 14, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri chuckled catching a glimpse of Mal's grin.* "If that ain't the truth. I tried it, but..." *She wrinkles her nose.* "It sounds kind of off when I say it. Like I'm doing a bad accent."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She chuckled. "I think it's... one of the only ones I've picked up on."|time=02:38, September 14, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=09:28, September 14, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri blushed a bit laughing to herself.* "Irish." *She sighed.* "For me it's the Irish brogue."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= "You've... picked up an Irish accent?" she asked with a bemused expression on her face.|time=01:26, September 15, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:29, September 15, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri shot Mal a look chuckling as her sister grinned.* "I didn't mean picked up like I use it. I meant it's the one I've heard that I like the most."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= "I... I think I'd sound a bit ridiculous if I tried."|time=01:30, September 15, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:34, September 15, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="You probably would... it always makes me laugh when I do it."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She laughed and looked at the clock and sighed. "I should probably head back up to the school."|time=01:38, September 15, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:45, September 15, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Or you could... never go back?" *Her face cracked, and she grinned.* "I'm just kidding don't listen to me. One big hug before you go?"}} {{Harriet|Mal= She rolled her eyes but smiled and pulled her sister in for a hug.|time=01:46, September 15, 2016 (UTC)}}
=Tottenham Court Road=
*Brianna and Andrew (2030)
{{AM|AM=Andrew appeared in the Court Road. It was night time but that didn't stop the road from being overpopulated. The shops were still open and Andrew kept walking he was heading towards the Leaky Cauldron.}} 
{{Hecate Grimm|time=10:23, September 22, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri was just getting off work, it had been a long night. She didn't want to go home, because then she would have just been alone. ... She slowly made her way towards Diagon Alley for a long walk, after a pick me up at the Leaky Cauldron first.*}} {{AM|AM= Andrew reached The Leaky Couldron , but just as he was about to enter he saw a girl coming out of Diagon Alley passage and her face was not clearly visible due to darkness. So Andrew decided to stop awhile before he enters.}}  
{{Hecate Grimm|time=10:43, September 22, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri stopped and stared at the figure looming nearby. She raised a brow suspisciously.* "Can I help you?"}}
{{AM|AM="Its your face just seemed extremely familiar to me and I thought you were my childhood friend Brianna" Andrew sighed at the girl scrathing his head.}} 
{{Hecate Grimm|time=11:20, September 22, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri furrowed her brow. She barely had anyone she considered her friend, save for Mal, counting Mal was cheating because Mal was her little sister.* "What's your name?"}}
{{AM|AM="Well Andrew ? " Andrew was really confused wheater she knows him or not.}} 
{{Hecate Grimm|time=11:32, September 22, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Andrew... what?" *She chuckled looking at him expectantly. She couldn't believe he really thought a first name, and a common one like Andrew, was enough to form some sort of recollection of him.*}}
{{AM|AM="Mhm you have really grown up to be pretty though " Andrew beamed at her face.}} 
{{Hecate Grimm|time=11:50, September 22, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri laughed.* "You still look like a girl. You need a new 'do. Your hair's longer than mine."}}
{{AM|AM="Well I do I'll get one next week andI need to look fashionable for the World Cup." Andrew smiled broadly thinking the idea of getting a hair cut was good.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=18:04, September 22, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Why do you need to look 'fashionable' for the World Cup? Do you have someone your trying to impress?" *She bit back a smirk with the faint idea of why.*}}
{{AM|AM="Well it seamed to happen that I am playing in it.I am a Argentinian Chaser and that too a firs team." Andrew smiled  " Well I thought you read newspapers." }}  
{{Hecate Grimm|time=09:36, September 23, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Ain't nobody got time for that." *She grinned playfully.* "What are you doing around here then? I thought the World Cup wasn't for another couple months? ...weeks? Is it April already?"}}
{{AM|AM="Well yeah but I have to be around in England or else I'll miss my practise sessions. We have been through a lot of drills lately" * Andrew leaned on the wall next to him.}}   
{{Hecate Grimm|time=09:54, September 23, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="You and the whole team are practicing here. Getting familiar with the stadium and such. How do you like [[Ilkley Moor Stadium|Ilkley Moor]]?" *She nodded getting a clear picture of what she knew versus what she thought.*}} 
{{AM|AM="It has always been my dream to play there since I joined professional quiditch." * Andrew felt good about how she knew about the quiditch so much.}} 
{{Hecate Grimm|time=10:03, September 23, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="How do you think ANQT is going to stack up against some of those other teams playing for the World Cup this year? Which team do you think is your biggest competition?"}}
{{AM|AM= " Does that mean you want to see me again huh ? " *Andrew let out evil grin which he broke quickly as he looked into her eyes.}} 
{{Hecate Grimm|time=10:45, September 23, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri wrinkled her nose at his laugh.* "Who said that? I didn't say that." *She shook her head pursing her lips to the side feigning disinterest.* "Which position... do you... play?"}}
{{AM|AM= " A chaser precisely and well-well if you aren't changing the topic huh ? " *Andrew forms a little red blush on his cheeks while still smiling.}} 
{{Hecate Grimm|time=10:53, September 23, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri rolls her eyes fighting the urge then giving in to it.* "Shut up." *She laughed.* "You're worried about Egypt's Chasers? But not the ones from the US team?" *She smiled back.*}}
{{AM|AM= "Well I saw them gearing up and they were fast, quite fast." *Andrew pulled his smile down his mind was full of quiditch and seriousness.}} 
{{Hecate Grimm|time=11:06, September 23, 2016 (UTC)~|Bri=*Bri shook her head.* "... Andy. Can I call you Andy?" *She did not wait for his response.* "Just because they have fast chasers does not mean they know how to play smart."}}
{{AM|AM= *Andrew blushed hard as she set up a nickname for him " Well y-yeah you could, anytime. Well speed is one of the most contributing factors in Quiditch in case you didn't know."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=11:23, September 23, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Of course it is." *She gave him a falsely encouraging nod.* "But I am pretty sure those beaters can hit bludgers that are going to fly a whole lot faster than any of you. You and your brethren Will. Get. Hit."}}
{{AM|AM="Well not so soon. If they're to hit me then they'll have to be their very best." * Andrew smiled broadly about how she laughed. }} 
{{Hecate Grimm|time=11:34, September 23, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Cause your so great? All of the teams competing are at their best. This years teams would have lost to the previous World Cup teams. No contest." *She smirked.*}}
{{AM|AM="They are supposed to be great and I didn't mean to boast about me but I have faith in teammates and a Team dosen't win on greatness or solo skills but it does on teamwork. " *he avoided her gaze after that as he felt unsually nervous about it.}} 
{{Hecate Grimm|time=19:08, September 23, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="There's the girly-faced Huffflepuff boy I recognize." *She teased.* "I couldn't believe half of what came out of your mouth a second ago. I had to shut that down. Do you feel better? Now that you can be an imperfect human, and a little bit more genuine?"}}
{{AM|AM=" Well I suppose so " *He had a grin on his face and he liked the way she teased her.*}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=07:19, September 24, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="You can't respond with I suppose so." *She grinned shaking her head.* "It's a 'yes' or 'no' question."}}
{{AM|AM="Oh ? huh.Yes I'm felling better,sorry but I was a bit deviated at that moment " *Andrew looked into her eyes maybe he had a crush on her but he never really felt like it. }}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=10:17, September 24, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri raised a brow eyeing him curiously.* "What? ... Did I embarrass you?" *She laughed.* "I can't be any worse than the paparazzi when they catch up with you. Am I right?"}}
{{AM|AM=" Well you did and I don't give **** to  what the society thinks. I stick around with people whom I want too. " *Andrew was feeling emotional  his friends were never a burden on him. }}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=11:04, September 24, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Does that mean I can keep embarrassing you?" *She smirked.* "Or was that supposed to make me want to stop?" *She feigned confusion.* "What are you implying? ..." *She put her hands on her hips.*}}
{{AM|AM="Whatever you're goona make of it. "*he smiled broadly as he broke his support with wall and stood errectly facing her.}} 
{{Hecate Grimm|time=11:13, September 24, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri stared him down. One of her eyebrows arched, mischievously. Her eyes appeared to shrink as they narrowed, dangerously.* "I'm about to make you buy me a drink." *She burst out laughing.*}}
{{AM|AM="Whatever you're goona make of it. "*he smiled broadly as he broke his support with wall and stood errectly facing her.}} 
{{Hecate Grimm|time=11:13, September 24, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri stared him down. One of her eyebrows arched, mischievously. Her eyes appeared to shrink as they narrowed, dangerously.* "I'm about to make you buy me a drink." *She burst out laughing.*}} {{AM|AM= " Luckily my wallet is full and the inn's door are still opened " *Andrew laughed as he nudged her shoulders " Well lets go in. "  }} 
=Bagman Home/Kitchen=
*Brianna and Mal (2030)
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:31, September 26, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri was chomping on handfuls of dry cereal from the box. She was in a pretty good mood, even though she knew she wouldn't be introducing Mal to Cullen yet. She was still over the moon to have her little sister home again, at least until school started up again, is she went back.*}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She was sitting at the table munching on her apple. "It's so good to be home again," she said with a grin.|time=04:35, September 26, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:41, September 26, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri she nodded munching until her mouth was empty.* "Why couldn't you just have been born sooner?" *She grinned jokingly reaching for her little cup of milk.*}}
{{Harriet|Mal= "Because then my name would be Xavier," she said with a grin in return.|time=04:42, September 26, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:51, September 26, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri covered her nose, and mouth as milk shot out of it.* "Mal! You saw me drinking the milk. Why would you make a funny?"}} {{Harriet|Mal= She laughed. "You set me up for it!"|time=04:54, September 26, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:57, September 26, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="You were supposed to close that joke door not open it." *She wiped her face, taking advantage of the milk overload to eat more cereal.*}} {{Harriet|Mal= "Ahh, you saw it as a door. I saw it as a ball that I was served up." She mimed a baseball bat and swung it. "And all I did was knock it out of the park."|time=04:59, September 26, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:06, September 26, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri's mouth slowly feel open as she scoffed. The mock swing of the bat took it over the edge forcing her to grin, and chuckle.* "When did you become one of those Spice Girls? Should I call you Sporty? Since you're so athletically gifted?"}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She snorted. "You've clearly never seen me on a broomstick. Sports-related metaphors are as close to sports as I get. No thank you."|time=05:08, September 26, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:10, September 26, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Flying is not as bad as it seems. You're flying either." *She teased.* "It's kind of pointless unless you just want to enjoy the sensation. You know? I mean, there are better ways to travel when you know how."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She nodded. "It's too slow for a lot of things."|time=05:11, September 26, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:15, September 26, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Ponies for Portkeys. That's a thing now, if you didn't know."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= Her brow furrowed in bemused confusion. "What?" she asked with a laugh.|time=05:16, September 26, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:18, September 26, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Ponies for Portkeys." *She repeated herself.* "I can't believe you don't remember that. I swear you were the one that said it."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= "When?" she asked, still having no idea what Bri was talking about.|time=05:19, September 26, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:21, September 26, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="... Last summer? ..." *She frowned suddenly uncertain it was part of an actual conversation.*}} {{Harriet|Mal= "Is this something your pregnancy brain from last summer cooked up?" she asked with a giggle.|time=05:22, September 26, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:25, September 26, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Mallory." *She stared at her sister wide-eyed.* "You take that back right now. You wait until I have milk in my mouth so you can get me again why don't you?"}} {{Harriet|Mal= She laughed. "I'm serious, Bri. I don't remember this conversation."|time=05:27, September 26, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:30, September 26, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Wow." *She shook her head.* "We were talking about visiting grandma and grandpa. Any bells yet?"}} {{Harriet|Mal= "And I talked about... ponies?"|time=05:32, September 26, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:34, September 26, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="We were talking about all the missed birthdays and Christmases'."}} {{Harriet|Mal= She shrugged. "Alright." She finished off her apple and tossed the core into the garbage bin... and missed. "See, this is why I never do sports." She stood up and moved, grabbing the core off the floor and dropping it into the garbage.|time=05:38, September 26, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:42, September 26, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri grinned watching Mal's attempt at self-deprecating humor. Maybe because it was sport related she didn't feel the need to firmly deny her ineptitude.* "That is why I am an animal, and I eat with my bare paws." *She plunked a few pieces of cereal into the reminder of her milk before closing the box, and putting it away.*}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She chuckled. "To each their own."|time=17:28, September 26, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:54, September 27, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri slurped her beverage wiping away her milk mustache.* "What's the plan for the weekend?"}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She shrugged. "I.... don't have one. Do you?"|time=02:57, September 27, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:03, September 27, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri nodded choking on a piece of cereal.* "I've got to... I'm an adult."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= "You don't have to do that," she said automatically.|time=03:19, September 27, 2016 (UTC)~}}{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:22, September 27, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Are you saying you don't want me around?" *She raised a brow curiously.*}}
{{Harriet|Mal= "No," she said shaking her head. "Just that... you don't need to make sacrifices on my account."|time=03:37, September 27, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:44, September 27, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="It's not much of a sacrifice, Mal. And, I wouldn't be doing it just for you." *She shrugged.* "I'd also be doing it for me, and for Cullen."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She nodded. "Then..." she smiled a bit. "I can be okay with that."|time=03:44, September 27, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:47, September 27, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="I was supposed to include myself, and your nephew, then... you would have accepted?"}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She shrugged. "You're doing it for more than just me..."|time=03:49, September 27, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:55, September 27, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="But, I was doing that regardless. Even if I was using you as an excuse to play hooky from work."}} {{Harriet|Mal= She grimaced, hating that idea.|time=03:56, September 27, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=09:37, September 27, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="What'll you do when I'm gone? I'm sure Amy'll be around. But, other than that..."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She shrugged. "Read? Write letters? Maybe I'll invite Jordan or Jill over." She smiled slightly at her sister. "I am seventeen. So I can use magic this summer."|time=14:17, September 27, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=23:31, September 27, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="I know how old you are, it's how I calculate my actual age verses the age I tell people I am." *She grinned playfully.* "I just wanted to make sure you weren't alone. You know... But, I'll assume people are coming over."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She gave her sister a bemused grin, but merely nodded.|time=23:32, September 27, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=23:42, September 27, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="They're doing Hamlet in a couple weeks. If you want to come, you can bring your friends."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= "Oh, uhm... where at?"|time=23:44, September 27, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:00, September 28, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Wyndhams' Theater. Over by that café, ... Luciano?"}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She nodded, even though she didn't know. "Alright. I'll see if anyone wants to come."|time=00:02, September 28, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:06, September 28, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Do that, but only if you want to go. It's not like I'm in it or anything. I can probably only get you in for a dress rehearsal or run through, which in my opinion is so much better sometimes."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= "Why would that be?" she asked curiously.|time=00:08, September 28, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:09, September 28, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri furrowed her brow in confusion.* "Why would what be?"}}
{{Harriet|Mal= "Why would a dress rehearsal be better than an actual performance?"|time=00:10, September 28, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:12, September 28, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="There's no audience. The actors don't have to take themselves as seriously. They just have fun."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She nodded. "I suppose."|time=00:14, September 28, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:15, September 28, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="You can see for yourself. Maybe? I'm not actually sure."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She chuckled. "I'll see who's available. Maybe Jordan will want to come," she said going pink.|time=00:17, September 28, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:20, September 28, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="That could be a cute first date, if you haven't already had one..." *She slurped her milk sideways glancing at Mal waiting on a response.*}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She shook her head. "We haven't."|time=00:21, September 28, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:26, September 28, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Hamlet, then maybe food. That sounds like a great first date to me."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She frowned. "Uhm.... I... I guess I'd go with no? I think both people need to be aware."|time=00:38, September 28, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:41, September 28, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Really? Wow. That, sort of, changes things for me." *She chuckled a bit bewildered.* "I thought something different."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= "I mean, at least by the end?"|time=00:47, September 28, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=17:42, September 28, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Definitely by the end. If you end up kissing."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She went red. There was no way of knowing that would happen.|time=17:54, September 28, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:23, September 29, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Until then... want to, maybe, come out to play paintball with me, and some of the crew?"}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She wrinkled her nose. That did not sound like something she'd enjoy. "I... should go unpack...."|time=00:27, September 29, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:33, September 29, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="I'm not sure what's funnier. The fact that you said that, or that I knew you would." *She grinned laughing a bit.* "Want some help?"}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She shook her head. "No, I'll be fine. You can go have fun with your friends," she said standing up.|time=00:35, September 29, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:39, September 29, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="They're not my friends. You're my friend." *She grinned putting her cup in sink, and rising it out.* "I should be back in a few hours. I'll see you later."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She nodded. "Love you!" she said as she headed up the stairs.|time=00:43, September 29, 2016 (UTC)}}
=Bagman Home/Living Room=
*Brianna, Mal and Cullen (2030)
{{Harriet|Mal= She was over-the-moon excited to meet her nephew and the enthusiasm was clearly all over her face.|time=00:43, October 5, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:46, October 5, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri couldn't help but laugh as she walked in the house with her son in her arms. She wasn't sure if he picked it from her or from Molly. But Cullen had yet to keep his tongue in his mouth for more that 30 seconds since the handoff.*}}
{{Hecate Grimm/Formal|time=|Cullen=*Cullen wouldn't stop because mama kept laughing, if she told him to stop he probably wouldn't have anyways. So again, since it seemed funny. He stuck out his tongue.*}} {{Harriet|Mal= "Hi!" she said, so giddy she was practically jumping up and down. "Bri, he's amazing! So adorable!"|time=00:47, October 5, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm/Formal|time=|Cullen=*Cullen's tongue went right back into his mouth, and for the first time it seemed to stay there as he looked curiously at Mal.*}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:51, October 5, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri smiled proudly as she looked down at the little boy who was now burying his face in her shoulder.* "I think you embarrassed him." *She poked him in his chubby belly, tickled him to change this little mood his was in.*}} {{Harriet|Mal= She grinned. "He's just perfect, Bri," she cooed.|time=00:52, October 5, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm/Formal|time=|Cullen=*Cullen squirmed dangerously in his mother's arms, dipping not only his head backwards but his arms as he laughed.*}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:59, October 5, 2016 (UTC)~|Bri="Looks can be deceiving, he's a handful." *She smiled slipping him down to the floor to hold his hands as they walked toward Mal.*}} {{Harriet|Mal= Her eyes went wide. "He's already walking?! I didn't even realize!"|time=01:01, October 5, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:04, October 5, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="He can't do it on his own yet. He needs a hand, or two. I'm supporting most of his weight right now. Do you want to see if he'll let you help?"}} {{Harriet|Mal= She nodded, delighted as she reached out to take his hands.|time=01:05, October 5, 2016 (UTC)~~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:07, October 5, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri didn't say anything as she gave his little hands over to Mal. She didn't want him to immediately focus on Mal in the off chance he might shut down because he didn't know her yet.*}}
{{Hecate Grimm/Formal|time=|Cullen=*Cullen was too fixated on his own feet, not to mention amused by how they worked to notice anything.*}} {{Harriet|Mal= She looked gleefully down at her nephew as she tried to guide him forward.|time=01:09, October 5, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm/Formal|time=|Cullen=*Cullen laughed hysterically at each of his feet as he kicked them out, and put them down on the ground to walk.*}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:13, October 5, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri was having a hard time holding her tongue watching them. She bit her lip waiting on the tantrum when Cullen realized she wasn't the one holding on to him anymore.*}} {{Harriet|Mal= She grinned as she continued to walk Cullen further into the living room.|time=01:15, October 5, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:23, October 5, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri followed not to closely behind them.*}}
{{Hecate Grimm/Formal|time=|Cullen=*Cullen looked up with a bright smile on his face. When his eyes set on Mal his entire face changed, and he sunk down to the floor.*}} {{Harriet|Mal= She moved down to the floor with him. "Hey, Cullen," she said with a soft voice. "I'm your Aunt Mal."|time=01:24, October 5, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm/Formal|time=|Cullen=*Cullen looked at the floor, and sighed.*}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:27, October 5, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri dropped down on the floor behind him.* "Cullen. Can you say hi to your Aunt Mal?" *She took his little hand, and waved it at Mal.*}} {{Harriet|Mal= She grinned. "I love you so much," she said. "And I'm so glad I finally get to meet you."|time=01:29, October 5, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm/Formal|time=|Cullen=*Cullen looked hesitantly looked up at Mal again following the little hand mama was waving at her. He stared right into her eyes only blinking his bright baby blue eyes a few times.*}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:33, October 5, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri let go of Cullen's hand in the hope that he might wave to Mal himself. She leaned her hands onto the ground around him knowing it was likely he would run crawl away.*}} {{Harriet|Mal= Her brown eyes locked with her nephew's blue ones and she opened up her arms to him, inviting him to crawl over to her.|time=01:35, October 5, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm/Formal|time=|Cullen=*Cullen was obviously afraid of her, but he was familiar with that gesture. He scooted towards her on his butt. When he felt he was close enough he leaned in mostly with his head, as the rest of his body followed.*}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:38, October 5, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri chuckled quietly.* "He's hugging you. He might not be using his arms yet, but he rarely does the first time."}} {{Harriet|Mal= She grinned and she carefully, slowly, pulled him closer to her, as she brought him up to sit on her knee.|time=01:39, October 5, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:42, October 5, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri quickly went to find one of his toys, the type she affectionately referred to as a chew toy.*}}
{{Hecate Grimm/Formal|time=|Cullen=*Cullen squirmed when Mal put him on her knee, trying to get away, but also trying not to be held.*}} {{Harriet|Mal= She could tell it seemed he didn't want to be held, so she set him back down on the floor in front of her.|time=01:43, October 5, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:46, October 5, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri pointed at Mal upon her return as a distraction technique. Knowing Cullen was going to look at her, or the floor because he was bit shy around new people. She handed the pink strawberry toy over to Mal.* "Give him this. I promise you he'll be like a whole new kid."}}
{{Hecate Grimm/Formal|time=|Cullen=*Cullen did look at Mal as mama pointed, but then he quickly looked back at the floor.*}} {{Harriet|Mal= "Cullen," she said with a smile. "Look what I've got."|time=01:49, October 5, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm/Formal|time=|Cullen=*Cullen looked over at Mal, blinking a few times as he poked out his bottom lip.*}} 
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:42, October 5, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri stifled a laugh.* "I hate it when he makes that face."}} {{Harriet|Mal= She held out the toy. "Look!"|time=01:53, October 5, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm/Formal|time=|Cullen=*Cullen's big baby blues shifted from Mal to his favorite toy. He crawled over sitting right in front of her as he reached up for it.*}} {{Harriet|Mal= She gave him the toy.|time=01:57, October 5, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm/Formal|time=|Cullen=*Cullen shoved the toy straight into his mouth, it was too big to fit, but that didn't stop him. His attempts to devour the toy causing him to dribble spittle all over his chin in the process.*}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:01, October 5, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="And now you can pick him up. I guarantee you he won't fuss." *She went to get one of his little towels to wipe his chin with.*}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She chuckled and picked him up again, resting him on her knee. "Does that taste good?" she asked with a grin.|time=02:03, October 5, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm/Formal|time=|Cullen=*Cullen was using both hands now trying to find the right angle to get that strawberry to fit all way into his mouth.*}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:06, October 5, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="I'm not sure, but I think that means yes." *She kept hold of the little blue towel for now.*}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She laughed. "You are one determined little fellow," she said looking down at him fondly as she tapped his nose.|time=02:07, October 5, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm/Formal|time=|Cullen=*Cullen wrinkled his nose after Mal's finger left it. He shook his head, but that toy never left his mouth.*}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:10, October 5, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="I have no idea where he gets that from." *She laughed.*}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She grinned at her sister. "Bri, I can't believe how much I already love him."|time=02:13, October 5, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:17, October 5, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="When he's being cute like this, he makes it really hard not to love him."}} {{Harriet|Mal= She grinned. "I suppose I am seeing him at his best. But seriously. He's amazing."|time=02:19, October 5, 2016 (UTC)~}}{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:40, October 5, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="He is even when he's screaming his head off. And, he hasn't had a nap as far as I know. Once those sleepy eyes make their appearance that toy is going to be useless."}} {{Harriet|Mal= She chuckled, looking down at him. She couldn't imagine how Bri let him go... but she wasn't going to bring that up.|time=02:42, October 5, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm/Formal|time=|Cullen=*Cullen's chin was just at the point of dripping now. He occasionally pulled the toy from his mouth to look up at Mal, and babble nonsense. It sounded a bit like baba.*}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:48, October 5, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri reached out with the towel to dab at Cullen's chin.* "You heard that didn't you?" *She looked at Mal.* "He said mama."}} {{Harriet|Mal= She wasn't quite sure that's what he'd said... but she smiled at her sister. "Has he said that before?"|time=02:51, October 5, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=09:25, October 5, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="He does it pretty often from what I'm told. Everyone hears something different because he can't enunciate yet. But I know exactly what he's saying."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She chuckled and looked back down at Cullen, pointing to Bri. "Cullen, who's that?"|time=15:00, October 5, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm/Formal|time=|Cullen=*Cullen followed Mal's finger which lead him to mama at which point he smiled. Drool spilled out as he attempted to speak around the strawberry toy hanging out of his mouth.* "Mama!"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:35, October 6, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Hi, baby!" *She smiled before leaning in to give Cullen a little kiss on his forehead.* "See. That was clear as bell. At least it was to me."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She grinned. "That time, definitely."|time=01:37, October 6, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:42, October 6, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="What do you think he'll be like when he grows up?"}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She chuckled. "I've just met him! How am I supposed to tell right now? What do you think?"|time=01:43, October 6, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:46, October 6, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri shrugged reaching out to wipe his chin again.* "I've got all sorts of high hopes for him. But, I wouldn't know." *She laughed.* "I didn't know how you'd turn out either."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She grimaced. "I still don't know how I'm going to turn out."|time=01:47, October 6, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:52, October 6, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri shifted her gaze from her son to her sister.* "To be fair, I feel the exact same way about myself."}} {{Harriet|Mal= She nodded. She hated thinking about her future... because it was so monstrously uncertain.|time=01:54, October 6, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:56, October 6, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="It might not feel like it, but it's okay to not know what's supposed to come next. Sometimes that's when the best things happen to you. Case in point, the little guy in your lap."}} {{Harriet|Mal= She frowned. "But..." She faltered, trying to figure out how to word what she wanted to say. "I mean.... I don't even know what I want to do when I graduate. On top of that? How am I... supposed to even manage in the real world? If I get interviewed by a guy? I'll never get hired. If I work for a guy? I'll... be let go... when someone less... ridiculous comes along." She paused, then added, in a defeated tone of voice. "I'm screwed."|time=01:59, October 6, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:19, October 6, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri sighed.* "You're still working with Faith, right? You need to give yourself time to work through it then. There's no such thing as a quick fix. I think... you also need to give yourself more credit than you are. Can we please consider the fact that you have a friend, who's not like us, he's a guy. Doesn't that mean something to you?" *She paused, her brow furrowing slightly.* "It might still feel like you have a lot of hurdles left to get over. But, I think you're making great strides. There's no rush to make some kind of decision about your future just because the end of school is technically right around the corner."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= "Yeah, I have a friend who's a guy... who I only stopped being afraid of just a little while ago, and who I still stutter around. Interviews don't last... two months."|time=02:21, October 6, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:25, October 6, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Depending on what you interview for?" *She shrugged.* "How long it took you to get comfortable with him isn't even the point I was trying to make, and I think you know that. The point is that you did it. You're supposed to be afraid of men. And you're not afraid of him. Are you?"}} {{Harriet|Mal= "I'm not afraid of Jordan. I'm.... still wary... nervous around men."|time=02:26, October 6, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:28, October 6, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="That sounds like progress to me, but if you don't feel the same then I guess it isn't."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= "It's still... an issue going forward in the future." She sighed. "I mean... even just to the end of the year. If I get a male tester for my NEWTs... I won't perform well."|time=02:29, October 6, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:34, October 6, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Mal. It's an issue right now at this point in time. What did you go through with that thing Amy signed off on letting you do if you're not going to give it the time it needs to work? So you weren't fixed right away. Does that mean you just quit, and worry about what men you might or might not come face to face with?"}} {{Harriet|Mal= She didn't respond, letting out a breath along with her frustrations.|time=02:39, October 6, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:42, October 6, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri made a similar gesture sans the frustrated breath.*}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She looked down at her nephew, gently stroking his hair.|time=02:43, October 6, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm/Formal|time=|Cullen=*Cullen looked up at Mal showing her the sopping wet strawberry her pulled from his mouth.* "Baba."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:49, October 6, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="I'm going to set up his crib. If either of you need me just holler." *She handed over Cullen's spit rag before she left the room.*}} {{Harriet|Mal= She nodded as she just stayed where she was... She missed Melinda.|time=02:50, October 6, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm/Formal|time=|Cullen=*Cullen looked up curiously, and he reached with his little hand trying to touch Mal's face.*}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She smiled down at her nephew. "Hey cutie."|time=23:16, October 6, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm/Formal|time=|Cullen=*Cullen brandished his strawberry in one hand, still trying to touch Mal's face with the other.*}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She smiled. "Do you play with any other toys?"|time=23:30, October 6, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm/Formal|time=|Cullen=*Cullen was met with a great amount of difficulty trying to touch his Aunt's face, and hold on to his favorite toy. The toy lost his focus, and fell to the floor as he was finally able to barely touch Mal's chin.*}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She smiled and she picked him up and set him in her lap.|time=23:36, October 6, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm/Formal|time=|Cullen=*Cullen looked at his hand, and frowned. His strawberry was gone. He looked up at Mal's face again, and babbled nonsense as he reached out for her with his little fingers.*}} {{Harriet|Mal= She wasn't quite certain of his goal and so she held out one of her fingers for him to grab.|time=23:43, October 6, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm/Formal|time=|Cullen=*Cullen furrowed his little brow at Mal's finger shortly before he gripped it tightly with both hands, and laughed.*}} {{Harriet|Mal= She grinned and let him play with her finger.|time=23:46, October 6, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm/Formal|time=|Cullen=*Cullen promptly attempted to put her finger in his mouth.*}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She wrinkled her nose. "Hey... let's not go for that," she said, gently prying her finger from his grip.|time=23:50, October 6, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm/Formal|time=|Cullen=*Cullen gave her finger a tug, he wasn't strong a enough yet to keep a hold of it.*}} {{Harriet|Mal= She chuckled. "Here, bud," she said, reaching over and grabbing the strawberry. She grimaced at how slobbery it was.|time=23:53, October 6, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm/Formal|time=|Cullen=*Cullen sucked his bottom lip into his mouth. He didn't want the strawberry any more, but it was his so he took it anyways.*}} {{Harriet|Mal= She chuckled. "This is your favorite toy, and you're pouting about it?"|time=23:56, October 6, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm/Formal|time=|Cullen=*Cullen clutched the strawberry tightly. He didn't know how it got away from him the first time.*}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She chuckled. "It's not going to disappear," she said. Though I could make it disappear if I wanted...|time=00:02, October 7, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm/Formal|time=|Cullen=*Cullen shook his head still holding tight to the strawberry as he switched it from one hand to the other.*}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She shook her head. "That's right," she agreed. "It's not going anywhere."|time=00:11, October 7, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm/Formal|time=|Cullen=*Cullen looked at the toy in his hand then at Mal again. He smiled waving at her happily.*}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She smiled and waved back.|time=00:19, October 7, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm/Formal|time=|Cullen=*Cullen laughed as she waved back to him a small waterfall of saliva leaving his mouth.*}} 
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:23, October 7, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri's muffled swears could be heard from the living room. She was clearly experiencing something less than pleasant at the moment.*}} {{Harriet|Mal= She frowned and picked up Cullen. "Should we go see what Mama's having trouble with?"|time=00:24, October 7, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm/Formal|time=|Cullen=*Cullen repeated both Mal's facial gesture, and her words, at least the one he was able to say. He frowned first.* "Mama."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She nodded. "Yeah, let's go find Mama," she said, walking into the room Bri was working in. "Need help, sis?"|time=00:29, October 7, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm/Formal|time=|Cullen=*Cullen pointed once he saw her, again the strawberry flew out of his other hand.* "Mama!"}} 
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:35, October 7, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri was a bit spooked, with her back to the door they could both see her jump from the start. She turned crumpling a letter behind her back.* "... As you may have noticed I could actually use a hand." *She gestured to the mini crib still in a heap on the floor.*}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She pulled out her wand. "Or.... magic?"|time=00:36, October 7, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm/Formal|time=|Cullen=*Cullen reached for Mal's wand once it was out, and in his sight.*}} 
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:40, October 7, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri nodded letting a small chuckle escape as she tucked the letter away. She moved across the room to collect her son seeing how enthusiastic he was about her wand.* "That would have been a smarter decision. Wish I'd been the one to make it."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She flicked her wand at the crib, envisioning the pieces coming together and she smiled as they did so.|time=00:42, October 7, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm/Formal|time=|Cullen=*Cullen clapped, and babbled nonstop watching his crib get set up.*}} 
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:47, October 7, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri had always been a bit skeptical about the folding crib, even when it was set up magically.* "I really hate that thing." *She shook her head.* "You did a good job with it though."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She frowned. "Then... why are you using it?"|time=00:49, October 7, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:52, October 7, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri held on to Cullen a bit tighter as she spoke.* "He's never here for long. It didn't make sense to use anything else. At the time..."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She frowned. "You could transfigure it into something you like better..."|time=00:54, October 7, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:57, October 7, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Can you frown any deeper, Mal?" *She teased.* "What happens if the magic wears off while he's still in it?"}}
{{Harriet|Mal= "It shouldn't, if you do it right. Transfigurations are transfigurations. They're more permanent than charms."|time=01:00, October 7, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:17, October 7, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Because I'm always doing things right. She thought to herself.* "But it still doesn't last forever." *She shook her head.* "And it's a chance I'm not willing to take as far as Cullen's concerned."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= "Bri... Transfigurations are permanent. You're changing the very.... being of what something is. Charms... you change just a property. So those can wear off."|time=01:20, October 7, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:30, October 7, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri sighed, she didn't need a lesson on the difference between Charms and Transfigurations from her little sister right now.* "Can you please pretend like you know you're talking to a person who excels at messing up?"}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She put her wand away. Maybe she was insulting Bri, and couldn't tell? "I'm... going to go..." she wasn't sure where the end of that sentence was going. She'd just wanted to help... She slipped out of the bedroom.|time=01:54, October 7, 2016 (UTC)~}}
=North Side Diagon Alley=
*Brianna and Faith (2030)
{{Faith Bagman|Faith= It was a really nice day out, so Faith had decided to walk home from the Ministry, and she was taking her time doing it.|time=04:46, October 12, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:52, October 12, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri was headed out of the sniclekway from Knockturn Alley. She was curious, and she really needed this 'break'. Her life was descent lately, but she still liked to escape from it.*}} {{Faith Bagman|Faith= She nearly bumped into Bri as she came out onto the street. "I'm sorry," she said, backing up slightly.|time=04:55, October 12, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:01, October 12, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri felt like an airhead. For no reason whatsoever she face palmed.* "Yeah... it's fine." *She didn't want to repeat the nicety, as it had already been said.*}} {{Faith Bagman|Faith= She paused, recognizing Brianna's face.... "Brianna? Right?"|time=05:03, October 12, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:06, October 12, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="F... Faith? You're Melinda's sister." *She looked up with a curiously quirked brow.*}} {{Faith Bagman|Faith= She nodded with a little smile. "Yep, that's me."|time=05:07, October 12, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:10, October 12, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri flashed a small smile in return.* "How the heck are you?"}} {{Faith Bagman|Faith= She nodded. "I'm good. Catching up on loads of paperwork which is pretty boring, but... it's part of the job, I suppose." She paused. "I'm... sorry about whatever Melinda said to Mal. Or... whatever it is that happened between them."|time=05:11, October 12, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:23, October 12, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri groaned at the quick mention of paperwork. She wasn't familiar with it, but she did know about paper cuts from her limited experience.* "You don't have to apologize to me for what happens between them. Honestly, I know it's different for you." *She waved her hands around her head so she wasn't saying too much.* "I try to stay out of Mal's relationships unless she comes asking for my advice. I'm not too sure about what actually happened between them." *She shrugged apologetically. She felt like a crappy sister for admitting that.*}} {{Faith Bagman|Faith= "To be honest, I'm not... really sure, either. I know they had some kind of a falling out, though."|time=05:25, October 12, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:29, October 12, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri nodded.* "Such is the extent of my knowledge as well. I wanted to give her all sorts of advice about what to do. But, I'm not the best person to do that."}} {{Faith Bagman|Faith= She grimaced. "It seems we have similar relationships with our sisters."|time=16:27, October 12, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:55, October 13, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="I had the greatest big sister ever. I wanted to be that for Mal, but I know I fail a million times over."}} {{Faith Bagman|Faith= She definitely didn't idolize Charity in that way. "I'm.... I'm sure Mal doesn't think that," she said, though in truth she had no idea.|time=02:57, October 13, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:08, October 13, 2016 (UTC)~|Bri="She might not, it's how I wanted to feel... sorry. I'm rambling." *She laughed awkwardly, realizing she was where Cullen got it from.* "Is it okay for me to ask you how Melinda's doing?"}} {{Faith Bagman|Faith= "Uhm, you can ask." She paused, then smiled apologetically. "But Melinda would kill me if I ever answered that question. She's.... pretty private."|time=03:10, October 13, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:14, October 13, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="She would kill you if ask answered 'how she's doing?', as in healthy, injured, sick, visiting a foreign country?" *She laughed.* "I don't want to know her exact location. But, I get it. That's exactly how I feel."}} {{Faith Bagman|Faith= "Melinda's a very private person when it comes to her emotions. She hates anyone prying." She paused. "It's... kind of an inherent Slytherin trait."|time=03:16, October 13, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:20, October 13, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="I completely understand that. I don't like for people to be able to read me, it makes me angry. I'll begrudgingly allow it when I need it. Maybe the hat got me wrong." *She joked.*}} {{Faith Bagman|Faith= She smiled just a bit. "Yeah? Think you'd have made more sense in green?"|time=03:21, October 13, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:24, October 13, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri laughed.* "I've always been more of a loner, sort of an outcast. Misfit is my preference."}} {{Faith Bagman|Faith= She smiled a bit more. "That was definitely my.... MO when I was a student as well."|time=03:26, October 13, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:35, October 13, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="The 'fly under the radar' type, yeah?" *She grinned, she only remembered Rose ever being this receptive, Rose was a long time ago.*}} {{Faith Bagman|Faith= "Well, I preferred reading textbooks to... flying class," she said with a chuckle. "Up until... probably third year, all my friends were in fictional novels. And even then, I only had a few, very close, friends."|time=05:38, October 13, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:43, October 13, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri restrained the natural reaction she had to tell Faith how cute she thought it was that her friends existed in novels. It reminded her of Amy.* "That sounds vaguely familiar. I didn't or don't have many, friends, which is fine with me." *She rushed on with a slight chuckle.* "Quality over quantity."}} {{Faith Bagman|Faith= "I whole-heartedly agree," she said with a grin.|time=05:44, October 13, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:48, October 13, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri smiled.* "Were you headed somewhere before I bumped into you?"}}
{{Faith Bagman|Faith= "Home," she said with a shrug. "But I don't mind the distraction," she said with a smile. "It's a beautiful day out. So I was taking my time."|time=05:49, October 13, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:55, October 13, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri fought back a grin tempted more than she cared to admit to say 'Your home or mine', she thought it was funny.* "I was just passing through myself. You mind ... if I walk with you?"}}
{{Faith Bagman|Faith= She shook her head. "No... but you still live at... my parents old house, right? So... I'm not at all in your direction." She chuckled. "Though, no direction other than direct Apparation would be. So, no, I don't mind."|time=05:57, October 13, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=06:04, October 13, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Good... to ...know?" *She raised a brow defensively. She was taken aback that Faith was just blurt out personal information like that. She was aware it was something they both knew, so she grinned through the desire she had to address it.* "I wasn't headed in that direction, but at least now I know ..."}}
{{Faith Bagman|Faith= "Oh," she said going a bit pink. "Where... were you headed?"|time=19:30, October 13, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=21:48, October 13, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="No where in particular. ..." *She chuckled.* "Thanks for asking."}} 
{{Faith Bagman|Faith= She nodded, not quite understanding-- who wandered around aimlessly? She started heading in the direction of her apartment.|time=21:50, October 13, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=21:53, October 13, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="If you feel like I'm getting too close to where you live... I know you said 'no direction other than direct Apparation', which was pretty funny by the way. Let me know?"}}
{{Faith Bagman|Faith= She frowned. "I mean... my apartment's in the Magus Diaetam complex. It's not exactly Unplottable. So... I don't mind if you see where it is?"|time=21:55, October 13, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=22:00, October 13, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Oh." *She laughed at herself for assuming things, and jumping to conclusions.* "I figured you were at Cholmondeley? Or some other such place. How's the complex life?" *She smirked.*}} {{Faith Bagman|Faith= She rolled her eyes at Brianna's pun. "Complicated." It wasn't really, but she played along with the joke.|time=22:01, October 13, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=22:09, October 13, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri would've laughed if she'd seen Faith roll her eyes, she knew a joke was good when people responded that way.* "So? ... What's it like?"}}
{Faith Bagman|Faith= "Well, my brother lives one floor up," she said. "So I see him a lot... but he's also dating my roommate, so there's that, too. But... it's not bad. No noisy neighbors, which is nice."|time=22:10, October 13, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=22:14, October 13, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri frowned deeply as she stared a Faith for a few second. She could never imagine her brother dating her roommate. Her roommates were family, even still, she was not okay with the idea.* "Were they dating before or after you two became roommates?"}}
{{Faith Bagman|Faith= "After," she said. "But they'd crushed on each other forever."|time=22:17, October 13, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:58, October 14, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri smiled, just slightly.* "... I guess that sort of changes things. Does that mean you approve?"}} {{Faith Bagman|Faith= She shrugged. "Why would it need my approval? They're adults, they can do what they want. But I am happy for them."|time=00:59, October 14, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:19, October 14, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Because she lives with you. I would think you wanted at least some distance from him. Now you can't really even get that if you're roommate is romantically linked to him."}} {{Faith Bagman|Faith= She shrugged. "Of all my siblings, Thomas isn't the worst one."|time=01:22, October 14, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:34, October 14, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Don't mind me. ..." *She didn't want to pry, which was a lie she did/would do so.* "Who is?"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:40, October 14, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="It's okay, I won't tell her." *She smiled reassuringly.* "And she's the older right? Or do you have another sib that comes before her?"}} {{Faith Bagman|Faith= She shook her head. "Charity's the oldest, then Thomas, then me, Mark and Melinda," she said in a rehearsed tone that just came instinctively when she was listing her siblings.|time=01:41, October 14, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:46, October 14, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Thank you, Miss Bagman. For your recitation." *She chuckled.* "You're a middle kid just like me." *She gave Faith a look, seeing her in a slightly different light.* "Did you ever wish you had been born in a different order? First or last maybe?"}}
{{Faith Bagman|Faith= She furrowed her brow. "I... I don't know that I ever thought about that."|time=01:48, October 14, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:54, October 14, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Really? I thought every kid with siblings did that. ... I guess it was just me." *She shrugged.*}}
{{Faith Bagman|Faith= She'd spent much of her childhood wishing she could be friends with Charity and Melinda... and subsequently deciding she didn't need them and could make it on her own. But... that wasn't something she felt comfortable sharing with Brianna, who she didn't know very well yet. "Mmm..."|time=01:59, October 14, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:36, October 14, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri nodded slowly. She wasn't entirely sure that was an actually answer. Faith didn't actually say... well, she didn't say anything. It wasn't like Bri was looking for an enthusiastic response. But, she knew personal experience that when communicating with another person something was far better than nothing.* "So? ... Just me then. That's not even a little bit surprising to say the least."}}
{{Faith Bagman|Faith= She smiled just a bit. "Sorry... it seems this one is just you, for now."|time=02:40, October 14, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:39, October 14, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri laughed through her nose, a fat smirk eating her face.* "Tell me something I don't know."}}
{{Faith Bagman|Faith= She smiled, amused, but didn't have a further response.|time=04:44, October 14, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:04, October 14, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="C'mon. You can play along. Tell me something I don't know. Something off the top of your head. ..."}} {{Faith Bagman|Faith= She bit her lip. There were lots of things she could say... "I did my fourth and fifth years at the same time and took my OWLs a year early."|time=05:06, October 14, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:14, October 14, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="..." *She was tempted to believe that. Faith looked young, and she couldn't remember which year she graduated in.* "And I gave away my flower away in the Forbidden Forest." *She laughed.*}}
{{Faith Bagman|Faith= "What?!" She couldn't believe Brianna was sharing something like that... but seriously?|time=20:20, October 14, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:41, October 15, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri laughed even harder at Faith's reaction.* "I thought we were saying random things." *She grinned mischievously.* "What else you got?}} {{Faith Bagman|Faith= "No, mine was real..."|time=02:43, October 15, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:56, October 15, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri's jaw dropped.* "Oh... you were being serious? Wow. ..."}} {{Faith Bagman|Faith= She nodded, waiting for Brianna to admit hers had been a joke.|time=02:56, October 15, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:01, October 15, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="How... how..." *She felt like a complete idiot.* "How in the #&%% did you do that?"}} {{Faith Bagman|Faith= "I... studied around the clock. Barely took time to sleep-- it drove my friend crazy." She paused. "I'd always been reading ahead. I attended fifth year classes when I could, and.... took OWLs at the end of my fourth year, and moved on with the fifth years at the start of my sixth."|time=03:04, October 15, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:10, October 15, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Wow. Faith. Wow... I don't even know what to say to that." *She wasn't going to say; I'm a dummy who barely got through the coursework for a single year. That was her father's influence talking. She didn't have to let him speak for or through her anymore. She bit back a few self-deprecating remarks nonetheless.* "That's amazing. Not that it matters one way or the other what I think."}} {{Faith Bagman|Faith= She smiled a bit. "Thanks..." She paused. "You didn't actually.... I mean.... y'know..."|time=03:13, October 15, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:15, October 15, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri feigned confusion.* "The thing about my flower?" *She grinned before bursting out in laughter.* "I thought were saying random, made up, things."}} {{Faith Bagman|Faith= There was visible relief on her face. "Oh, thank Merlin."|time=03:16, October 15, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:18, October 15, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri laughed, something about Faith's reactions were hilarious to her.* "What's that supposed to mean?"}} {{Faith Bagman|Faith= "I just can't imagine anyone... I mean..." she went red. "Maybe that wasn't the right response, I'm sorry."|time=03:22, October 15, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=14:19, October 15, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="What are you apologizing for?" *She tried to stop laughing, but seeing Faith's red face only made it worse.* "You can think, or not imagine whatever you want to."}}
{{Faith Bagman|Faith= She nodded, too flustered to say anything else.|time=19:50, October 15, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=15:02, October 16, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="...I like stating the obvious so the obvious can be restated. ... You're not comfortable with the topic of relations are you?"}}
{{Faith Bagman|Faith= She furrowed her brow. "It's... not something I discuss with... people I don't know well."|time=03:29, October 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=09:30, October 18, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="...Who would blame you?" *She shrugged.* "I don't even like talking to Healer's about my downstairs lady parts, and they're practically experts."}} {{Faith Bagman|Faith= She went a little red. "I... suppose I wouldn't want to do that, either."|time=14:13, October 18, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=20:06, October 18, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="That's... not a better choice of topic. I was just trying to say I get it."}}
=The Retro=
*Brianna and Andrew (2030)
{{AM|AM= Andrew entered the bar after a tiring and disappointing world cup. He takes a seat and scrolls through menu card thinking what to order. }} 
{{Hecate Grimm|time=06:39, October 20, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri sauntered in about ten minutes later than she should have. She did it on purpose which made it that much more difficult.* "Candy Andy. Did you miss me?"}} {{AM|AM=Andrew realised that Brianna was here,he was excited and nervous at the same time . " Yeah a lot Bri, I had a poor World Cup. " }}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=06:44, October 20, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri winced, she was tempted to make a bunch of jokes at his expense. Especially after all that talk about how good Argentina was.* "Did you get hurt?"}} {{AM|AM="Physically no, mentally - yes. The loss still bugs me a lot though the team members gave their best. " Andrew looks down  as it was difficult for him to forget this WC.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=06:51, October 20, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="That's just a part of the game, you can't win every single time, no one can. Chin up Candrew." *She lightly punched his arm.* "Let's get drunk. It'll make you feel better."}} {{AM|AM= Andrew was feeling joyful out of blue maybe it was Brianna. " Sure and that is very true. " Andrew giggled nudging her and ordering two butterbeers. }}  
{{Hecate Grimm|time=06:59, October 20, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="How old are you?" *She chuckled as he nudged her canceling the butterbeers ordering a bottle of Dragon Barrel Brandy instead.* "This is what grown ups drink."}}
{{AM|AM=He burst out of laughter. " Yeah sorry I am out of my mind Brianna." Andrew looks at her eyes }}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=07:05, October 20, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="If you have practice or something tomorrow maybe don't drink as much as I'm about to."}}{{AM|AM="Nah I'll be okay Bri." Andrew took several sips of the dragon brandy.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=07:13, October 20, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Slow down there big boy." *She put a hand over his to keep him from taking another sip.*}}
{{AM|AM= " Oops " he laughs shyly as the brandy has already made him buzzed. }} 
{{Hecate Grimm|time=09:45, October 21, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri laughed at him, then quickly downed three shots cringing after each one.* "Now you can drink more."}}
{{AM|AM="That someone is you Brianna but the something is very hard to confess. " Andrew took another shot of his brandy.}} 
{{Hecate Grimm|time=10:47, October 21, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="What?" *The word was immensely drawn out. She looked over at him causing her to spill a little brandy on her sleeve which she promptly put into her mouth.*}}
{{AM|AM="Forget it " Andrew takes more shots of  brandy while avoiding Brianna's gaze but he keeps his arm over her arms gently. }}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=10:56, October 21, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri sucked the brandy out of the fabric of her sleeve before letting the cloth fall out of her mouth.* "What is it?" *She nudged him with her elbow.*}} {{AM|AM =" I loved you since we were at school and I never in my wildest dreams ever thought I'd be meeting you after this long time." Andrew confessed his feelings for her. }}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=11:03, October 21, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri put a finger up, needing a moment to let that sink in. She finished the remainder of her shot, then his as well.* "Why didn't you ever say anything back then?"}}
{{AM|AM =" I wasn't ready for it at that time.It has been buging me for many years."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=11:14, October 21, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="If you weren't ready then. ... How do you know that you're ready now?"}}
{{AM|AM = " Well I don't know that but I know one thing that I want to be with you forever." }} 
{{Hecate Grimm|time=11:19, October 21, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Andy..." *She was touched, but after the 150 year old brandy she wasn't sure he meant it.* "You're drunk!"}}
{{AM|AM="That dosen't change anything Brianna." Andrew gripped her hands firmly. }} {{Hecate Grimm|time=11:39, October 21, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="This is really good, wizarding brandy." *She laughed.* "You probably won't even remember any of this when you wake up in the morning."}} {{AM|AM=Andrew kissed Brianna out of the blue on her cheeks and blushed like a tomato.}} {{Hecate Grimm|time=11:56, October 21, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri cracked up laughing at his tomato face.* "What was that for?"}} {{AM|AM="Mybe I was drunk ?" Andrew laughed.}} 
{{Hecate Grimm|time=12:01, October 21, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="That explains why you missed my lips."}} {{AM|AM=" I suppose so." Andrew wrapped his arms around her and kissed her lips.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=12:10, October 21, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri probably asked for that, given what she said prior, nonetheless she wasn't expecting it.*}}
{{AM|AM=Andrew enjoyed while they kept kissing. }} 
{{Hecate Grimm|time=00:53, October 22, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri slowly put her hands to his chest, and pushed him away.* "I'm not drunk enough for this yet."}}
=The Three Broomsticks=
*Brianna and Mal (2030)
{{Harriet|Mal= Every time she got to see her sister was a time Mal looked forward to. She missed her sister a lot, and was therefore truly excited to see Brianna. She was sitting at a table, waiting eagerly-- eyes glued to the door.|time=03:03, November 10, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=12:00, November 10, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri stepped inside the pub, her eyes instantly searching for her little sister. She considered bringing Cullen along with her only to decide against it. When she spotted Mal at a table her face visibly brightened as they made eye contact. She slipped off her head making her way towards the table.* "Mighty Merlin. I have so much to tell you."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She grinned. "Really? What is it?" She laughed. "Also, hi!"|time=15:20, November 10, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:33, November 11, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Oh, right. Hi!" *She laughed dropping into a seat.* "How've you been?"}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She chuckled. "I've been okay. What's your news?"|time=02:34, November 11, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:39, November 11, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="No. My news can wait. I'm being polite now. You can elaborate."}} {{Harriet|Mal= She shrugged. "I'm... really okay. Uhm... Jordan... left school. Had to move back home. So... that kind of sucked. I feel like Melinda's one day away from a breakdown at any minute. And... I still have no idea what I want to do when I leave school, so..." She chuckled feebly. "Just... regular seventh year, right?"|time=02:41, November 11, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:46, November 11, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Are you sure you're okay though? I know you tend to ... over empathize especially when it comes to Melinda. I just want to make sure you're not telling me what you think I want to hear." *It was even harder to believe she was actually being truthful now knowing that one boy she was comfortable enough with to hang around was gone.* "Not exactly, compared to what you've got going on I'd say my seventh year was regular. And I was pregnant by the end of it."}} {{Harriet|Mal= She nodded. "I'm okay. I think I'm just... I don't know. Maybe it's healthy, maybe it's not but... I've just kind of accepted all the... worry as just kind of my... everyday normal? And if I constantly think about the fact that I have no job prospects... I'd probably go crazy so it's better to just... accept it as what's... what for now."|time=02:48, November 11, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:55, November 11, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri nodded back.* "I think you're right. Well... you might not be right, but I do agree with you. Some things you have to accept, some things you're supposed to rage against. Maybe rage is too strong word? You know what I'm trying to say though, don't you? Everything that happens to you isn't something that you necessarily need to accept. The job prospects thing..." *She grimaced.* "We just won't talk about that anymore. I'd like you to stay as sane as you are right now for as long as possible."}} {{Harriet|Mal= She gave her sister a rueful smile. "So what's your news?"|time=02:56, November 11, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:59, November 11, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="I think I might be dating? I say might because I'm noncommittal, and I don't want to say that I am."}} {{Harriet|Mal= She couldn't contain a squeal of delight for her sister. "Tell me everything!"|time=03:00, November 11, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:10, November 11, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Don't do that." *She laughed.* "I'm not even sure how I feel about this yet." *She started to nervously wringing her hands together.* "It isn't like I don't know him. We were in the same year at school. But, I'm a mother, am I supposed to date. Shouldn't I be more focused on my son, than... romance?"}} {{Harriet|Mal= "You have all kinds of people around you to help with Cullen. You should still get to be a regular girl in her twenties!"|time=03:13, November 11, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:23, November 11, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri wrinkled her nose.* "I'm not a regular girl, not by any stretch of the imagination. I'm grateful for 'the tribe', and all. But going out, er... meeting up with Andy still feels weird."}} {{Harriet|Mal= "What's he like?" she asked, hoping to get her excited about the idea.|time=03:25, November 11, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:28, November 11, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri tried not to smile, the corners of her mouth twitching.* "He's sweet, that's why I call him Candy Andy." *She rolled her eyes.* "And he's silly, like a big kid, but he's sensitive too. He feels things on a much deeper level than I ever will."}} {{Harriet|Mal= She grinned. He sounded perfect. "How'd you two meet?"|time=03:30, November 11, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:34, November 11, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="In school, he was in Hufflepuff. We ran into each other again over summer, during the World Cup."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She grinned. "So how long have you been seeing each other?"|time=03:36, November 11, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:47, November 11, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Since April, sort of on and off. He had practice, so it was better if he wasn't with me the night before."}} {{Harriet|Mal= "What?! And you're only telling me now!?"|time=03:49, November 11, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:54, November 11, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="We've been seeing each other for a while, but I was just having fun. It didn't get to be something until August when..."}} {{Harriet|Mal= "When what?!" she asked excitedly, doing her best to keep her voice down.|time=03:55, November 11, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Harriet|Mal= "When what?!" she asked excitedly, doing her best to keep her voice down.|time=03:55, November 11, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=10:47, November 11, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri chewed on her tongue, and wrinkled her nose again.* "He... he told me he loved me. To be fair, we had been drinking."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= "Which is when people are probably at their most honest, right?" she said with a grin.|time=18:05, November 11, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:10, November 12, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri gave Mal a look.* "That's probably why my response at the time was I'm not drunk enough for this yet."}} {{Harriet|Mal= The grin faded slightly. "Bri... do you like him, at least?"|time=02:11, November 12, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:16, November 12, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Of course I do. I wouldn't have given him the time of day, back then or now if I didn't."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She nodded. "Okay. Do you... love him back?"|time=02:19, November 12, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:45, November 12, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="I don't know. And it makes me feel bad because he just blurted it out, and I couldn't say it back."}} {{Harriet|Mal= She nodded. "Do you think you might... eventually?" she asked hesitantly. This was starting to feel like a lot of her conversations with Melinda...|time=02:49, November 12, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=12:11, November 12, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri shrugged, she didn't have an answer for that. She wasn't even sure she fully understood love when it came to a person who wasn't family.* "I could ... eventually. I'm still not sure romantic relationships are even for me."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She nodded slowly. "Then...." She sighed... every time she brought this up with Melinda, Melinda got mad. So... maybe she just shouldn't bring it up with Bri, either.|time=16:24, November 12, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=06:52, November 13, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri nodded back just as slowly.* "Then.... what?! Are you going to tell me I should wait? I can do that, I ... just don't know if he can. I've sort of been avoiding him since." *She grimaced wishing it weren't the truth.*}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She frowned. "If you aren't sure you're going to get there.... and you've been avoiding him, he deserves to know what's going on, Bri."|time=20:49, November 13, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:51, November 14, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Mal, I honestly feel like not saying it back was the worst thing I could have done. Are you saying I should tell him, point blank, that I might not ever love him the way he loves me?" *She raised a brow.*}} 
{{Harriet|Mal= She nodded. "Because if you don't... he might be waiting for you to do it someday, and.... that's just leading him on."|time=02:24, November 14, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=11:21, November 14, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri was beginning to see how selfish it was of her to keep treating Andy the way that she was.* "What if I let him go then I realize that I did love him, and it's too late?"}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She shrugged. "It's... something you have to live with?"|time=18:44, November 14, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:30, November 15, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri sighed. It wasn't the answer she wanted, but it was honest, and she needed to hear it.*}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She bit her lip. "I'm... sorry, Bri."|time=04:16, November 15, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=10:50, November 15, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="What for? You're not the one being a royal &^%@# to the guy who loves you."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= "No... but... I don't know. I don't like seeing you hurting."|time=15:33, November 15, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:42, November 16, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri nodded.* "It's not the great feeling, but ... I've been through worse."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She nodded, knowing what Bri was referring to.|time=03:45, November 16, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=10:54, November 16, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Anyways..." *She paused.* "That's not even the biggest news."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= "What's the biggest news?" she asked with an amused smile.|time=18:39, November 16, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:07, November 17, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=* Bri bit down on the corner of her bottom lip.* "Cullen's father... isn't Mitch."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= Her face fell. "What?"|time=03:17, November 17, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=12:47, November 17, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri nodded, an upper canine breaking into her lip.*}}
{{Harriet|Mal= "So... who is? And... do they... and Mitch know?"|time=15:24, November 17, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=10:48, November 18, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri shrugged, never letting up on her lip.* "He might. I don't know yet."}} {{Harriet|Mal= "Brianna..." she said with a sigh. "You have to..."|time=19:21, November 18, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:42, November 19, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Embarrass myself further by telling him something he might already know?"}}
{{Harriet|Mal= "Brianna," she said frowning, getting frustrated. "This is... this isn't something you keep from people!"|time=02:14, November 19, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=12:53, November 19, 2016 (UTC)|Bri= *Bri's eye widened in anger, and shock.* "I'm not the one keeping anything from him. I found out from them that Cullen's paternity was in question."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= "Then why didn't you say that?" She let out a breath. "Then you have to tell Cullen's real father, too."|time=15:13, November 19, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=12:22, November 21, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="... I'm not entirely sure who that is." *She grimaced.* "I think I know, and if I'm wrong about that too then I've got a serious problem."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She looked at her sister cautiously. "What do you mean? There... there was only one other guy, I thought."|time=15:55, November 21, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=12:30, November 22, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri hesitated momentarily trying to explain without too much detail.* "That's what I thought, I was wrong . It wasn't just Mitch, and if I'm wrong again. It was more than two."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= "Bri... you need to get a paternity test done...."|time=15:17, November 22, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:43, November 23, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="I know." *She sighed the new necessity causing unwanted stress.* "I know."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= "We'll get it done over Christmas. When I'm home to help you."|time=01:44, November 23, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:56, November 23, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri tried to figure out how to say it without being too harsh.* "I can do this by myself."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= "But you haven't, Bri."|time=02:00, November 23, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=11:53, November 23, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="It's only been an issue for a couple hours."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= "You only just found out on your way here?"|time=14:40, November 23, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:42, November 24, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Since you're so eager for specifics, it was before not on the way."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She huffed. "Fine, Bri. I won't ask anything else about it. Your business, clearly."|time=04:08, November 24, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=11:26, November 24, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="I've already told you everything there is to know for now. All that you were doing was pressuring me, and I don't need that."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She shrugged, not responding... because clearly she wasn't helping.|time=18:16, November 24, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:05, November 25, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri's aggravation was reaching new heights, she didn't want to be taking it out on Mal.*}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She hated that things were so uncomfortable... "I'm... sorry, Bri."|time=02:15, November 25, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:25, November 25, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="I'm sorry too." *She paused.* "I'm just sick of all this $#^% coming out of nowhere."}} {{Harriet|Mal= "And... I'm sure it doesn't help when...." she sighed. "I just wish... I knew how to help you."|time=02:26, November 25, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:32, November 25, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="But I don't need you to hold my hand. You've got you're own life to focus on, Mal. Don't let me be a distraction."}} {{Harriet|Mal= She let out a breath. "I..." She knew her sister was right... but didn't really want to admit that.|time=02:33, November 25, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:36, November 25, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri ran a hand through her hair.* "You don't have to say it. I already know I'm right, and I know like some of what you say to me. You don't want to hear it."}} {{Harriet|Mal= She nodded, feeling guilty.|time=02:37, November 25, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:43, November 25, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Hey, chin up. Things aren't all bad. Alright?"
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OOC: <3 I had to!}} {{Harriet|Mal= She nodded. "Right."
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OOC: I love you. And I used to watch that movie all the time.|time=02:45, November 25, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:48, November 25, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Save the droopy face for when we really need it."
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OOC: I started singing it right away. I am going to do it again right now.}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She chuckled at that. "I love you, Brianna. I really don't know what I'd do without you."|time=02:50, November 25, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:52, November 25, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="I love you, too." *She smiled.* "To be honest I think you'd be just fine without me. Maybe better."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She shook her head. "Absolutely not."
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OOC: I am the only one in chat if you wanted to.... chat. :P|time=02:54, November 25, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:56, November 25, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="That's just my sweet little Harriet the Spy being humble as pie. Isn't it?"
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OOC: Okay... but I have a time limit. c:}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She laughed. "No, it really isn't. Bri... I look forward to all the time I get to spend with you. You're.... my big sister. My... forever best friend."|time=03:00, November 25, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:07, November 25, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Aww, Mal." *She chuckled softly.* "You know I don't need to hear you say it right. It means the world to me, it does. I always feel like I fall short with you compared to the type of sister Amy was to me."}} {{Harriet|Mal= "I was lucky I had two wonderful older sisters," she said with a smile.|time=03:08, November 25, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:24, November 25, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Regardless of who you have, the twins had you, and that's a huge deal. At least it is to me."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She shifted. "I guess so. I always looked at it more as... the twins had each other."|time=03:26, November 25, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:31, November 25, 2016 (UTC)~|Bri="Oh, that couldn't be more true. And was never in doubt. Them having each other isn't always the best thing for them or anyone else though."}} {{Harriet|Mal= She chuckled. "They got themselves in enough trouble, that's for sure."|time=03:31, November 25, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:34, November 25, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Exactly. They've always needed someone with more of a level head to balance out the insanity that is the two of them."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She chuckled. "It was no small feat."|time=03:36, November 25, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:39, November 25, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Huge. Deal." *She gave Mal a knowing look.*}}
{{Harriet|Mal= "I sometimes wonder how Grandma and Grandpa are doing... dealing with their antics." Her features softened slightly. "They'd... be taking their OWLs this year."|time=03:44, November 25, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:51, November 25, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="I try to hold on to the belief, or delusion, that with Xavier around their doing okay at the least. He's not either of us, but I still imagine he's sort of a voice of reason to them sometimes." *She shrugged.* "Is that this year? They're probably manic."}} {{Harriet|Mal= She nodded. "I wonder... what Xavier is doing now. He'd have graduated last year..."|time=03:53, November 25, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=13:22, November 25, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="If he did, and I don't doubt him. I just hope he stuck with it. I really don't know what I see him doing with himself."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She nodded. "Maybe he'll help Grandma and Grandpa with the twins..."|time=05:26, November 26, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=10:20, November 26, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="I would hope he already does, but there's only so much he can do when the twins are away at school."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She nodded. "That's true...."|time=16:45, November 26, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=10:15, November 27, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="I haven't heard much from them good or bad though."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She nodded. "Neither have I. Think you could get Cullen for a bit and we could go visit them over summer?"|time=18:10, November 27, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=13:26, November 28, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri had a few different responses, one of which was; I'll probably have Cullen for the rest of his life, so yes.* "Are you sure you want to do that?"}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She furrowed her brow, confused. "Why not?"|time=18:19, November 28, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=10:25, November 29, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri shrugged.* "Traveling with a small child makes things difficult."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She grinned. "The two of us could tackle it, I'm sure." She giggled. "The... task of travelling with a small child. Not... Cullen."|time=15:38, November 29, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:50, November 30, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri shook her head, and laughed despite trying not to.* "Alright. But, don't say I didn't warn you. He started teething, growing his primary teeth, and he's been incredibly fussy ever since."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= "How old is he now?" she asked, feeling bad. "A... year and a half? Almost?"|time=02:41, November 30, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=07:32, November 30, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri nodded her head.* "16 months, although I hate being one of those people who counts in months. So, yes. Almost a year and half."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She grinned. "Is he walking yet?"|time=20:00, November 30, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:18, December 1, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri nodded again.* "Better than before, now he doesn't even like help."}} {{Harriet|Mal= She grinned. "How's his talking coming along?"|time=02:21, December 1, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:29, December 1, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="He's still not saying too much. But, it's clear he wasn't saying mama like I thought."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= "Can he say it now?" she asked with a little smile.|time=02:31, December 1, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:33, December 1, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="He can, and sometimes he does? He's kind of hard to understand."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She nodded. "Toddler babble."|time=02:35, December 1, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:38, December 1, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="It's like he's talking in code until you hear that one part that sounds like words."}} {{Harriet|Mal= She chuckled. "Well maybe come summer, I can help you crack his code."|time=02:38, December 1, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:45, December 1, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="It's just a good thing we won't have to squeeze that into one summer. He'll probably all sorts of new babble we have to break down by then."}} {{Harriet|Mal= She nodded. "I'll get to just... live with you... until one of us decides we're sick of the other and moves out," she said with a joking grin. She wasn't sure she'd ever get sick of her sister... though there was a piece of her convinced Bri might get sick of her.|time=02:47, December 1, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:45, December 1, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri laughed. She genuinely thought Mal was making a joke.* "What do you mean live with me. We already live together, with one another. That place isn't my house, Mal. It's our home. ... sort of." *She grimaced, the deal with Bagman Home always bothered her although she rarely voiced that.* "Do you honestly think you'll get sick of me?"}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She shook her head. "Not at all," she said. "You're my sister, and I love you."|time=03:01, December 1, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:06, December 1, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri shrugged, a fat smile on her face.* "Then I guess we're stuck together. Because that's exactly what I was about to say."}} {{Harriet|Mal= She grinned. "I'm perfectly okay with that."|time=03:07, December 1, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:12, December 1, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Good. I'd never make you leave. I'd get clear out before even thinking it."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She shook her head. "You should stay there. It... could become your first... real family home. You, and Cullen and... whoever his father figure becomes."|time=03:14, December 1, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:20, December 1, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri didn't know how to feel about that.* "Hey. I'm a slightly independent woman. My son doesn't need a father figure. Scratch that, I will be his father figure. Single mother's are both parents their children. I can do that for Cullen."}} {{Harriet|Mal= She nodded, quickly back-pedaling. "Of course. Of course. You will always be enough for Cullen."|time=03:21, December 1, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:27, December 1, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri chuckled.* "No, it's okay. I want to be enough, but I'll never be able to really teach him what it's like to grow up to be a man."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She bit her lip. "We'll... teach him. Somehow. We'll find a way."|time=03:28, December 1, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:34, December 1, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="I've got no doubt we will. The only thing I'm worried about is him feeling like he missed out."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She shook her head. "We'll find a way. He won't feel that way."|time=03:43, December 1, 2016 (UTC)}}
=Jolies Fleur=
*Brianna and Andrew (2030)
{{AM|AM=Andrew would pay a visit to the shop thinking of buying some fresh flowers.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:52, November 15, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri was wasting time browsing until she had to be at work.*}}
{{AM|AM=He'd notice Bri there much to his excitement he would sneak to her from behind nd would close her eyes " Guess who?"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=12:47, November 17, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri was angry, then surprised before she found herself both relieved, and a bit happy to hear that voice.* "Candy? Is that you?"}}
{{AM|AM="Bri, is that you ?" Andy would smile poking her from behind.**}} 
{{Hecate Grimm|time=10:16, December 9, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="How embarrassing would it be if I weren't Bri?"}}
|-|2031-2032=
=Bagman Home/Living Room=
*Brianna and Mal (2031)
{{Harriet|Mal= She was lying around the house with a magazine, flicking through the pages when an owl arrived and dropped an owl for her. She opened the envelope and read the letter through twice before shrieking at the top of her voice. "BRIANNA!!!!"|time=05:37, December 27, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=09:15, December 28, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri rushed into the living room with Cullen on her hip.* "What? What is it? What's wrong. What happened?" *Her eyes frantically searched Mal from head to toe looking for some clear, and obvious sign of distress. When she found nothing by sight She slipped Cullen off her hip, and onto the floor.* "Mal. Don't do that unless you're dying. Okay?"}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She grinned, jumping up excitedly. "Brianna, I'm sorry. But Bri. Bri. I got a job!"|time=16:41, December 28, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=20:49, December 29, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri smiled, and chuckled just a bit sighing with relief.* "Mal that's great! I'm really happy for you. So? Where at? And how do we celebrate?"}}
{{Harriet|Mal= "I'm working at the Rouge Lips in Hogsmeade-- that salon? Cutting hair... mani-pedis... that kind of thing."|time=20:51, December 29, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=21:07, December 29, 2016 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri grinned slowly.* "That sounds like it could be more like fun and less like work. Depending on what the people are like. When do you start?"}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She smiled. "Sure, if you want to."|time=21:15, December 29, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=21:17, December 29, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="It doesn't matter what I want. We'd be going for you."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She nodded. "Dinner would be nice. Is there somewhere that's... Cullen-friendly?" she asked with a grin.|time=21:18, December 29, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=21:26, December 29, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Cullen doesn't have to come with-- he's not exactly good a behaving properly in public just yet." *She chuckled.* "This can be a sister thing. If that's okay with you."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She nodded. "Who... would stay with Cullen then?" she asked curiously.|time=21:27, December 29, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:16, December 30, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="I can't watch him all the time. He does have a babysitter. As a matter of fact he has a manny."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= "Really?" she asked, intrigued. "Who?"|time=03:19, December 30, 2016 (UTC)}}{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:04, December 31, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="Seriously? You want to talk about Cullen's manny rather than the job you start at tomorrow?"}}
{{Harriet|Mal= "I guess I thought we had my job all... covered," she said with a chuckle. "Did you have other questions?"|time=02:07, December 31, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:16, December 31, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="It's you business, and I don't need to know everything. I'm just curious." *She tried to shrug nonchalantly.* "When you'll be working? What you're schedule looks like?"}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She chuckled. "It'll probably vary somewhat, I think, since the salon is open on weekends."|time=02:31, December 31, 2016 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=02:42, December 31, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="They might want you there if it gets busy, and it probably will since most people have weekends off." *She nodded.* "I'm disappointed, but I'm still happy for you."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She nodded. "I'm sure we'll still see each other," she said with a grin.|time=02:45, December 31, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=10:28, December 31, 2016 (UTC)|Bri="As long as we're both at home. It just feels like now it'll be in passing. On your way in, and my way out."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= "Do you work a lot of evening hours?" She asked. "Because I know I won't be."|time=17:01, December 31, 2016 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:36, January 1, 2017 (UTC)|Bri="Once we open the show," *She nodded.* "and sometimes I put in late nights during production. But, I don't have to."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She wrinkled her nose. "Well, maybe I'll stop by the theatre and watch so I can spend some time with you," she said with a smile.|time=16:45, January 1, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:48, January 2, 2017 (UTC)|Bri="You don't have to do that." *She shook her head.* "Most of the late night hours I only took because I'd be here all alone if I didn't. It's... it's different now though."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= "So you can take earlier hours?" she asked with a grin.|time=03:50, January 2, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:01, January 2, 2017 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri nodded.* "I can do that, at least until the show opens, and I might not have to be there every night."}} {{Harriet|Mal= She smiled. "Excellent."|time=04:03, January 2, 2017 (UTC)}}
=Co-Zee Café=
*Brianna and Mallory (2031)
{{Harriet|Mal= She walked into the cafe with her sister, looking up at the menu. "Anything look good?"|time=03:16, January 5, 2017 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:23, January 5, 2017 (UTC)|Bri="I hate to sound like the fat kid who loves cake, but food always looks good. Except when it looks bad, unless it tastes better than it looks."}} {{Harriet|Mal= She chuckled and she walked up to the counter and ordered herself a half sandwich, and a bowl of soup.|time=03:24, January 5, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:30, January 5, 2017 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri followed suit skipping the soup, and going for a whole sandwich instead.* "This is going to sound like the cheesiest of cheesy sayings, but this place is actually really cozy."}} {{Harriet|Mal= She chuckled. "Yeah, it's nice," she said, finding a table that had two seats and sitting down.|time=03:34, January 5, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:35, January 5, 2017 (UTC)|Bri="No, it's cozy. Maybe I was supposed to say quaint? Because it's small, and ... meh. You're right. It's nice, that works too." *She shrugged as she sat down.*}} {{Harriet|Mal= She let herself settle for a moment before letting out a slow breath. "So... what're your thoughts on Chris getting here... and then Alex chasing after him?" she asked.|time=03:36, January 5, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:41, January 5, 2017 (UTC)|Bri="I honestly don't know how to feel. Part of me is happy. You know to have them back. But then this other part of me is ... I don't know... angry?" *She shrugged.* "It's been years, and now they randomly want to come back. It. Just. Doesn't make any sense to me."}} {{Harriet|Mal= She sighed. "I... completely agree. And I feel awful. They're my siblings. I should be happy they're back but... I've gotten used to... our version of normal and it feels like they're messing it up which is terrible because... I should want them back, right?" She was so grateful her sister shared her mixed emotions that her words tumbled out.|time=03:43, January 5, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:47, January 5, 2017 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri let out a sigh of relief.* "I know, right!" *She shrugged again.* "I feel like the worst big sister ever. But, that's not my fault. They were gone, and not once did it ever seem like they wanted to come back. Maybe I was too caught up in everything I was busy getting myself into really notice what was going on with anyone else. Did you ever get that sort of hint from them?"}} {{Harriet|Mal= "No! They never wrote or anything. They'd just... made their own life there." She sighed. "And... I'm kind of more pissed off with Alex. Why can't she just let Chris make his own decision... and..." she sighed. "You've got Cullen now. So... that makes me responsible. For both of them."|time=03:49, January 5, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:59, January 5, 2017 (UTC)|Bri="I don't want to take sides... but... they are a package deal. They came into this world together. Everything they've done has always been together. I can't help it. When I think of one of them without the other I imagine what it would be like for someone who recently had one of their hands cut off. I'm not saying one of them is right, and the other is wrong. But one of them is definitely the left hand in my little metaphor or simile, or whatever it was. ... and honestly Mal, you're not responsible for them. If anything the both of us are. Technically you, Amy, and I, the three of us are."}} {{Harriet|Mal= "Amy's never home. You've got a son. I think we know who falls in line next." She sighed. "I know that.... they'll be taken care of up at school but..." she furrowed her brow. "This... this wasn't part of my plan! How could grandma and grandpa just let them up and leave! Did they not even think about us at all?!" She looked down and let out another breath. "And I'm a... horrible sister for saying all that..."|time=04:02, January 5, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:11, January 5, 2017 (UTC)|Bri="I'm not even going to pretend like I know how to answer that. Just because Cullen is ... well just because he exists doesn't mean that no one else does. Yeah, of course, he comes first. But all of you are still important to me, you still matter. I know it's hard without Amy around, but that doesn't mean I'm just going to disappear like she did. Mal, life doesn't always go according to plan, from what I've learned it never actually does. The best you can do is deal with it." *She puffed out her cheeks with a deep sigh.* "You're not horrible for thinking or feeling any of that. And if you are then I'm so much worse."}} {{Harriet|Mal= "I doubt it," she said as she cringed. "I'm... I'm sort of wondering too... how long they'll stay."|time=04:15, January 5, 2017 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:21, January 5, 2017 (UTC)|Bri="Well, they have all of summer... so. You meant permanently didn't you?" *She furrowed her brow.* "They'll be grown ups just like us next year. I don't think they'll want to be around either of us for long."}} {{Harriet|Mal= "They'll be grownups, but I don't know that they'll be just like us," she said with a frown. "I think you and I have... had to grow up a lot quicker than they have."|time=04:22, January 5, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:28, January 5, 2017 (UTC)|Bri="I didn't mean just like us as in mindset. I don't think you and I are even alike as grown ups. And that has more to do with me being a mom than anything else. Still, you're right. Even if they do end up being a bit immature as far as adults go, I can't see them wanting to stick around."}} {{Harriet|Mal= She shrugged. "I suppose... we'll see."|time=04:31, January 5, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:36, January 5, 2017 (UTC)|Bri="That really is all we can do. I'm not going to push for them to go, at least not on purpose. As a matter of fact I am sure Cullen will do that on his own."}} {{Harriet|Mal= She chuckled. "Maybe they'll see what they've gotten into, living with a toddler."|time=04:38, January 5, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:43, January 5, 2017 (UTC)|Bri="It's not exactly easy to do. And I don't think it's something they were expecting when they decided to come on down. I didn't tell anyone else about having him full-time."}} {{Harriet|Mal= She nodded. "And why would you? It's not as though they asked."|time=04:44, January 5, 2017 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:51, January 5, 2017 (UTC)|Bri="I'd rather not have to explain that I'm not sure who the father of my son is. That just makes me look like some sort of sloppy mess of a person. That isn't an example I want to set for my younger siblings, and I do mean all of you."}} {{Harriet|Mal= "Bri, I love you," she said. "I don't care what kind of mess you are. I love you... I love the mess... I just... I love it all."|time=04:53, January 5, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:59, January 5, 2017 (UTC)|Bri="I didn't need confirmation. And by the way you were supposed to lovingly tell me that I'm not a mess. Just so you know." *She took a moment to laugh.* "I love you too, Mal. I do, and even though I feel more like a burden to you these days I'm really glad that you haven't figuratively turned you back on me the way I feel like Amy did."}} {{Harriet|Mal= She frowned slightly. "I... I didn't know you felt that way about Amy..."|time=05:02, January 5, 2017 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:05, January 5, 2017 (UTC)|Bri="She not the same sister she was to me before Cullen. How am I supposed to feel?"}} {{Harriet|Mal= She sighed. "I'm sorry, Bri..."|time=05:05, January 5, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:11, January 5, 2017 (UTC)|Bri="Mal, it's not your fault. You don't have to be sorry."}} {{Harriet|Mal= "I could... try to track her down and drag her back and make her apologize?" she said with a joking grin. "And then I'll chase Xavier down from America and we'll all be back under one roof."|time=05:13, January 5, 2017 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:24, January 5, 2017 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri sat with it for a moment.* "I would challenge you to actually do that. But, I think that would be way too much family for us under one roof. I thought we learned from experience that all of us together does not equal to great things."}} {{Harriet|Mal= She nodded. "I suppose that's... why they all left in the first place."|time=05:24, January 5, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:31, January 5, 2017 (UTC)|Bri="As terrible as that is, it's probably the truth. I don't want to say we're a bad family. I think we don't mesh is all. And that's probably going to become even more obvious with the twins being back."}} {{Harriet|Mal= She sighed. "Yeah..." She started to say something to change the subject, but a waiter arrived and dropped off their food.|time=05:34, January 5, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time= 05:38, January 5, 2017 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri dug in without giving the conversation a second thought. Then with her mouthful she tried to speak.* "What were you gonna say?"}} {{Harriet|Mal= "Oh, uhm..." She went a little pink. "I mean... I was just going to... try to change the subject so something a little less... heavy, I guess."|time=05:41, January 5, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=06:55, January 5, 2017 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri gave herself a bit of time to chew and swallow.* "Oh. Yeah, that sounds like a good idea. We can do that." *She nodded.* "What else do you want to talk about?"}}
{{Harriet|Mal= A sheepish look crossed her face. "I'm uh... sort of seeing someone."|time=07:00, January 5, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=07:02, January 5, 2017 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri had to be extra careful now not to choke on her food.* "Your what?"}} {{Harriet|Mal= "Kind of... seeing someone," she said. "I mean... like... it's not anything... that's been.... defined. We've... seen each other a few times. Once on purpose... with... another... on purpose... date-type-thing... planned."|time=07:04, January 5, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=07:05, January 5, 2017 (UTC)|Bri="What does that even mean? a date-type thing?"}} {{Harriet|Mal= "It means... we're getting pizza after my shift on Friday."|time=07:07, January 5, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=07:09, January 5, 2017 (UTC)|Bri="Okay, yeah, That's a date. Unless you both agreed to not call it that. That's exactly what it is."}} {{Harriet|Mal= "Then... I guess we have a date." She didn't seem bothered by that... rather enjoying it, given the smile on her face.|time=07:10, January 5, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=07:12, January 5, 2017 (UTC)|Bri="See. That smile tells me how good you now know it feels when you're being honest with yourself. That and you obviously really like this guy."}} {{Harriet|Mal= "I... I really do. He's... he's really sweet. And he's tall," she said with a grin. "And.... he actually told me that... he doesn't mind it when I stammer."|time=07:13, January 5, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=07:15, January 5, 2017 (UTC)|Bri="Mal." *She stopped to chuckle.* "He's tall. Seriously? That's one of the terms your using to describe him? It's great that he doesn't mind your stutter, but... tallness."}} {{Harriet|Mal= "What? It's a descriptor," she said. She sighed. "But... there... is a... stumbling block. Of sorts."|time=07:16, January 5, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=07:19, January 5, 2017 (UTC)|Bri="You mean other than the fact that he clearly doesn't have a name?"}}
{{Harriet|Mal= "He's got a name," she said rolling her eyes. "Mark." She paused, then added. "Bagman."|time=17:26, January 5, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:57, January 6, 2017 (UTC)|Bri="Oh... OH." *Her eyes went wide, and she looked away trying to regain her composure.* "It's not so much that he's older, and more so that he's... your best friend's brother."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She wrinkled her nose. "Yeah... He's great though."|time=04:00, January 6, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=11:27, January 6, 2017 (UTC)|Bri="But... he's Melinda's brother. Isn't that... weird?"}}
{{Harriet|Mal= "I mean, I totally get why it could be... but it's not. We both like each other... and that just feels kind of... separate from Melinda." She bit her lip. "But I am sort of nervous to tell her. And so far I... haven't."|time=15:00, January 6, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=17:18, January 6, 2017 (UTC)|Bri="Oh, well then if you don't think it's weird. And I'm just guessing here that he doesn't think it's weird either. Why is that a stumbling block? Maybe the better question is why haven't you told her yet? If she's a good friend or sister for that matter she'd want the two of you to be happy."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= "Because, and I'm pretty sure we both feel this way... even though it's not weird for us... we could see how it might be weird for Melinda."|time=17:22, January 6, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:46, January 7, 2017 (UTC)|Bri="You need to find out, Mal. One way or the other. Whether you both feel the same way or Melinda disapproves. If it were me, I obviously wouldn't care. Cullen is proof of that..." *She grinned bashfully.*}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She chuckled. "Yeah... I know. I guess I just... want to know if this is... going to turn into anything before... getting Melinda involved."|time=03:48, January 7, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:51, January 7, 2017 (UTC)|Bri="Does he know that? I don't know how close Melinda is to him... or ... if you talked about seeing where it goes?" *She shrugged trying to be understanding.* "I ... hope it works out?"}} {{Harriet|Mal= She smiled. "I hope it does, too," she said. "It'd be really cool to maybe be... like an actual sister to Melinda."|time= 03:53, January 7, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:55, January 7, 2017 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri stifled a chuckle trying not to say what she was thinking.*}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She fixed a bemused look on her sister. "What?"|time=03:57, January 7, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:00, January 7, 2017 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri shook her head innocently, a goofy smile fixed to her face.* "I said nothing."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She rolled her eyes "Fine, don't tell me."|time=04:05, January 7, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:12, January 7, 2017 (UTC)|Bri="I won't" *She paused eating and covered her still full mouth.* "And when you're Mrs. Mark Bagman I'll remind of this little talk we had."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= "When?" she asked going red but rolling her eyes.|time=04:14, January 7, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:17, January 7, 2017 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri smiled mischievously with an arugula leaf hanging from her mouth.* "I mean... what?"}}
{{Harriet|Mal= "Oh, sweetie," she said with a chuckle as she took a few bites of her soup.|time=04:33, January 7, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:34, January 7, 2017 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri laughed again, trying this time not to snort.*}}{{Harriet|Mal= She wasn't really sure where to take the conversation from there... so she kept eating.|time=04:35, January 7, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:42, January 7, 2017 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri nibbled on her sandwich a bit more neatly as she ate now that she was done teasing Mal.* "How's work?"}}
{{Harriet|Mal= "Going well. I'm working with clients now... which is also going well."|time=04:46, January 7, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:54, January 7, 2017 (UTC)|Bri="Is it fun? I mean, do like it?" *She shrugged.* "Working wasn't fun for me, but I kind of love it now."}} {{Harriet|Mal= She nodded. "I really do. I feel like it's something I'm good at, and can do well."|time=04:57, January 7, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:32, January 8, 2017 (UTC)|Bri="Would you ever think about teaching other people how to do what you do? I don't mean now, I mean in a few years after you've been at it for a while?"}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She considered that. "I... suppose I could. Maybe."|time=05:36, January 8, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:39, January 8, 2017 (UTC)|Bri="I've been asked to train peoplr, and I guess it'd be the same. But... I want to manage the theatre."}} {{Harriet|Mal= "Ohhh that's cool, Bri!" she said enthusiastically.|time=05:44, January 8, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:50, January 8, 2017 (UTC)|Bri="It's cool if you want to teach. I'm not a teacher." *She shook her head.*}}
{{Harriet|Mal= Her jaw dropped open. "I was laughing at the absurdity, thank you very much."|time=06:06, January 8, 2017 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=06:10, January 8, 2017 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri dead panned.* "How do you think I feel when I hear my 21 month old son say it. Because he heard me say it." *She smirked because it was funny, but it was bad.*
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OOC: Ew. She used months. I said ew.}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She shook her head. "Maybe I'll be a good influence on him."|time=06:11, January 8, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=06:16, January 8, 2017 (UTC)|Bri="You can't giggle when he swears you have to gasp with shock. If you laugh he thinks it's funny."}} {{Harriet|Mal= "Honestly, I probably will."|time=06:18, January 8, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=06:22, January 8, 2017 (UTC)|Bri="I do both. One right after the other."}} {{Harriet|Mal= She smiled. "I'm sure any parent would."|time=06:24, January 8, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=06:29, January 8, 2017 (UTC)|Bri="It's #^@%^&@ hilarious. Think of the new American slang the twins are teaching him."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= The grin vaporized. "Oh, Merlin, you're in trouble," she deadpanned.|time=06:34, January 8, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Harriet|Mal= The grin vaporized. "Oh, Merlin, you're in trouble," she deadpanned.|time=06:34, January 8, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=06:44, January 8, 2017 (UTC)|Bri="Harvey, his many, he said he's been trying to teach him curse alternatives. I try them, but they're awful."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= "Maybe you should just fill his head with so many.... normal words that he forgets the swear words?"|time=06:45, January 8, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=06:47, January 8, 2017 (UTC)|Bri="I know people learn more, and forget things, Mal. But he's a baby. He's still SpongeBob Squarepants. He soaks up everything. you do and say."}} {{Harriet|Mal= She nodded slowly. "Exactly.... and he mimics everything, right? So if we watch our tongues and only model good behavior... that's what will become ingrained in his memory, right?"|time=06:49, January 8, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=06:53, January 8, 2017 (UTC)|Bri="I can't not swear, Mal. Now that I've been free to do it, it's so hard not to. Sugar honey ice tea. and Fries under crimson kites doesn't feel the same." *She pouted, she knew Mal was right She was being honest though, trying was hard.* "Fudge isn't good enough either. I do think I might've got him on that."}} {{Harriet|Mal= She shrugged. "Well... hopefully I can help turn things around. Me and... whatever you said his manny's name was?"|time=06:54, January 8, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=06:58, January 8, 2017 (UTC)|Bri="Harvey. Harvey Thurlow. I met him at that orphanage, Lil' Bundles. They also run a daycare, that's actually where Cullen's at when we're not all home with him. But, Harvey's there with him."}} {{Harriet|Mal= "Oh," she said nodding, but confused. "Why? I mean... does Harvey work... for Lil Bundles or something?"|time=07:00, January 8, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=07:24, January 8, 2017 (UTC)|Bri="Yeah, and part time as an Intern at St. Mungos. I pay Harvey extra to be with Cullen, sort of on-call?" *She titled her head confused.* "Sort of like doctor... who watches my son?"}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She nodded, understanding a bit more now. "Makes sense."|time=17:32, January 8, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:32, January 9, 2017 (UTC)|Bri="Okay, good. Now that I said it out loud it sounded kinda off."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She chuckled. "I think it sounded... fine?"|time=02:32, January 9, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:11, January 10, 2017 (UTC)|Bri="If you're laughing you're lying." *She smirked.*}} {{Harriet|Mal= The grin faded. "I... I wasn't..."|time=03:15, January 10, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=10:13, January 10, 2017 (UTC)|Bri="A chuckle isn't the same as a laugh, but it's close."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= "I wasn't lying, Bri."|time=15:59, January 10, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=16:45, January 10, 2017 (UTC)|Bri="Okay, I believe you." *She shrugged.*}} {{Harriet|Mal= She got the feeling that Bri did not believe her but she didn't say anything else, quietly finishing up her soup.|time=16:47, January 10, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=16:50, January 10, 2017 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri chuckled a bit, bopping in her seat humming Jump in the Line to herself. She had to force herself to eat and not sing while picking at the remainder of her bread.*}} {{Harriet|Mal= Once her meal was finished, she waited for Bri to finish hers.|time=16:52, January 10, 2017 (UTC)}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=16:53, January 10, 2017 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri popped a chunk of bread in her mouth.* "Did you want to get something to bring home?"}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She shook her head. "No, I'm good. If you want to, though... go ahead."|time=16:54, January 10, 2017 (UTC)~}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=17:00, January 10, 2017 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri shook her head. I was just thinking about the twins." *She shrugged again.* "But this was for us."}}
{{Harriet|Mal= She grinned. "Yes it was."|time=17:01, January 10, 2017 (UTC)}}
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*Brianna and Mark (2031)
{{MarkB|time=06:14, February 6, 2017 (UTC)|Mark=Mark was considering getting some sort of pet. Since his former owl was a family owl, he had been using the post office for all of his letters as of recent. So, perhaps he would get an owl...or a cat would be nice. Suddenly, he noted that maybe he should know if Mallory was allergic to cats or not, but he was sure she said she wasn't allergic to anything. Or was that just for food? Regardless, he didn't think about it much until now which made him feel a bit guilty, even though nothing was serious between them.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=06:25, February 6, 2017 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri wandered around the shop stopping to pet a kitten or puppy. She convinced herself the moment that she crossed the threshold she wasn't here just to browse, and waste time. She was thoroughly considering bringing a pet home for Cullen. It wasn't a special gift his birthday had already passed, she was simply spoiling him at this point. He might have still been a bit too young for a pet, but she loved the idea of him sort of growing up with along side it. She poked a lip out and sighed staring at Chinchilla. It was out of the question, but she was wishing she brought one or both of twins along with her. Then again either of them would probably talk her into walking out of there with more than one animal.*}}
{{MarkB|time=06:31, February 6, 2017 (UTC)|Mark=Mark was looking at one of the kittens, reaching in hesitantly before it lightly pawed at his finger. The Hufflepuff was quickly spooked and withdrew his hand, despite the sweet action from the lovely animal. Eventually, he spoke a bit sweetly to it, to see how it reacted, and it seemed to go well. He briefly smiled before moving on to look at some of the others.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=07:03, February 6, 2017 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri didn't tempt herself any further with the chinchilla, one day when Cullen was much older she could bring him a pet like that. Maybe when he was in his 20's. She bit her lip and wandered around the shop again. She lingered by the toads, they always reminded her of her brothers, not because they were gross, because she thought they were actually sort of cute. She even singled out two while staring. She mentally named one Xavier, and the other Christopher.*}}
{{MarkB|time=07:10, February 6, 2017 (UTC)|Mark=Mark glanced around at the shop, his eyes landing on Brianna. It...was her, right? Quite frankly, he hadn't seen her in that long, so he couldn't say it was her. He approached anyways. "Hey. You're...um, Bri, right?" he asked, "I'm...um, Mark." he said, smiling slightly.}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=07:26, February 6, 2017 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri jumped a bit as she was spoken to, stepping back to look at the man that approached her she tilted her head curiously. Staring at him from head to toe she barely recognized him. Looking into his eyes she chuckled because now that she put a name to the face he looked exactly the same.* "Bagman." *She nodded with a slight grin.* "Yeah, I'm Brianna. ... How are you?"}}
{{MarkB|time=07:34, February 6, 2017 (UTC)|Mark=Mark nodded, getting a bit nervous knowing that he had scared her (even if just a little). "Sorry, I didn't mean to startle you," he said, giving her a kind smile before looking down at the toads. "I'm doing good. I was looking at the kittens, in hopes of possibly getting one, but I'm not quite sure. What about you? How's your son doing?" he asked, before shaking his head. "I'm sorry, again. Mallory has mentioned him before, so."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=07:51, February 6, 2017 (UTC)|Bri="It's fine, I haven't seen anyone I... used to know in a while. Anyone from school anyways. I could see you with one of those adorable blue-grey cats. Although, you never seemed like a cat guy to me." *She shook her head and stared for a bit. It was mostly in effort to stall. She tried to maintain her composure blinking back a look of surprise trying not to display any shock at Mark knowing about her son. She assumed then entire Bagman-Prince family knew something about him.* "Cullen is great. Thank you for asking. He's just turned two. I'm thinking of getting him his first pet."}}
{{MarkB|time=17:48, February 6, 2017 (UTC)|Mark=Mark chuckled. "If it's worth anything, I didn't think I was either," he said, kind of adjusting himself, before continuing. "I don't really see anybody from our year either. Sometimes, that Slytherin girl, Coraline, comes to help out with the Apothecary...but she never says much. And, other than that and now, I haven't seen anybody. Let alone have I actually spoken to them," he said, finalizing his thought before moving on. "It's good to hear that he's doing well. Oh, first pets are always exciting. Do you have any specific kind of pet in mind?"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=03:34, February 7, 2017 (UTC)|Bri="I used to think it was odd, or that I was intentionally avoiding people. Which I might actually be doing. At least not seeing them means I don't have to play catch up with people I rarely ever spoke too, and probably don't even remember. So, there's that." *She shrugged a bit uneasily, mildly concerned with how offensive that might have been to him. Brushing the thought aside she focused on his last question.* "I was thinking something traditional, a cat or maybe a dog. Probably a dog, I think Cullen might be too much personality even for a playful cat to enjoy. And I don't mind my son being a cliché. A boy and his dog is a lovely thing, it might be nice for him to have that sort of bond with an animal."}}
{{MarkB|time=03:43, February 7, 2017 (UTC)|Mark=Mark laughed. "Yeah, no kidding. I can't say I talked to very many people besides Henry, and since he's gone...I don't really have anybody left that I wouldn't have to do that annoying small talk with, you know?" he said, even though obviously she did. "I don't think cliches are terrible, especially that one. It's kind of cute, actually." He smiled, "So, you've looked at the puppies, I'm assuming?"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=04:21, February 7, 2017 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri bit her lip when he mentioned Henry. It was too ironic one of her schoolgirl crushes would mention the other one.* "Right? That's what I thought too. I've heard dog is man's best friend. It might just be a saying I'm buying into, but I like it. I just have to hope Cullen would like it too. I looked at both the puppies and the kittens because I thought a kitten would be gentle with him. That's when I realized he might not do the same without supervision. I'd like to be able to leave him alone with his pet without worrying about him hurting it, or accidently killing it."}}
{{MarkB|time=04:59, February 7, 2017 (UTC)|Mark=Mark nodded. "And dogs are much more patient with little kids, too. If you're worried about him hurting it, then a dog would probably be better. A cat might just lash out on him, if you don't train it perfectly," he said, shrugging. "I think a dog would probably work best, but what do I know?"}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:09, February 7, 2017 (UTC)|Bri="You're a boy. We can start with that being what you know. I was feeling like I needed one of my siblings here to help. Anyone but Mal would have tried to talk me into something for the family rather than what I came here for." *She shrugged, a slight smile on her face.* "At least now the option is narrowed specifically to a dog. So, thanks for that."}}
{{MarkB|time=05:17, February 7, 2017 (UTC)|Mark=Mark shrugged. "I suppose so." He paused and nodded, looking around some before settling his eyes back on her. "Well, have you researched anything on certain breeds and how they deal with children? I think that's the next thing to do...but if you ask an employee, I bet they could recommend something for you."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:27, February 7, 2017 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri shook her head.* "Nope. I was just going to wing it, which is dumb, but that's what makes it fun. I could ask, and I probably will. Either way I am not leaving with a puppy today as much as I wanted to. I should wait for Cullen to be able to name him or her. Something that isn't shoe, or nose. I might even bring him along to pick out the pup he gets along with the most. That might be a better idea."}}
{{MarkB|time=05:34, February 7, 2017 (UTC)|Mark="I think the best part about young kids getting pets is the funky names that they give them, because then I feel it's kind of a joke later on?" he said, shrugging. "I do wish you the best of luck with getting a puppy though and I hope it goes well with Cullen."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=05:46, February 7, 2017 (UTC)|Bri="It'd be fine if he went with something like cookie, or baby, even juice I would accept. I'm wiling to wait until his vocabulary is bit more broad. Thanks though" *She nodded feeling a lull in the conversation. She wasn't sure where to take it, and despite the fact that she hoped he skipped certain details she asked.* "How's the family?"}}
{{MarkB|time=06:01, February 7, 2017 (UTC)|Mark=Mark shrugged. "Charity and the kids are doing well, last I checked. They're getting old and I'm almost concerned that I'll blink and they'll be teenagers or something," he paused and laughed. "Sorry, that was stupid and probably cheesy. The rest are all doing okay. Thankfully, life hasn't been too crazy for any of us. It's just been a lot of getting older and growing up, becoming adults and such."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=06:14, February 7, 2017 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri laughed. She often felt like that with Cullen, and she thought it was just a motherly instinct to feel like her child was growing to fast.* "No, don't worry. It's funny because it's true. Kids grow up really fast. Not blink, and you'll miss it fast but it does tend to feel that way sometimes. I catch myself sometimes saying just yesterday you were ... insert phrase here. Soon enough someone'll remind me exactly how long ago yesterday was." *She sighed a faint grin appearing.* "At least the family is doing well."}}
{{MarkB|time=06:18, February 7, 2017 (UTC)|Mark=Mark nodded. "It's kind of unfortunate, but I also think it's pretty great...you know, seeing them grow up and everything." He paused and nodded again, "Yeah, I'm really glad that we're all reaching good places in life. We've all had our rocky moments, but thank goodness things are starting to settle down. Although sometimes I'm contemplating my ability to actually do that right now."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=06:25, February 7, 2017 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri furrowed her brow." "Oh? I'm sorry. Did you randomly become a daredevil with an alternate ego or jet setting lifestyle?" *She grinned chuckling to herself.* "What do you mean by that? Are you planning on leaving the country sometime soon? Do you have a couple go bags stashed in secret places for when you finally decide you just can't anymore?" *She raised a brow.* "I don't mean to be an insensitive arse, but that's sounds kind of like crap. I mean... what's your rush?"}}
{{MarkB|time=06:36, February 7, 2017 (UTC)|Mark="I used to. I seriously did, because I planned on leaving but I wanted to get enough money to first." He paused, not seeming bothered by her comments. "Anyways, I used to get really bad commitment issues and I want to say that I'm ready to really get comfortable. I mean, the Apothecary is expanding and I purchased a nicer place, but? Sometimes, I wonder what's keeping me from reverting into that idiot of a young teenager."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=06:50, February 7, 2017 (UTC)|Bri="I say be an idiot teenager for as long as you can. You regret the things you didn't do, not the things you did. ... That's not always true, some people regret a lot of the things they do. But, that's not my point. ... What I'm saying is don't try to force yourself to be ... in a place you're not ready to be in. Then again if you feel like you're falling behind or something don't listen to me. I'm just someone's mom trying to give the sort of advice I sure didn't take."}}
{{MarkB|time=06:53, February 7, 2017 (UTC)|Mark="I still plan on being the typical young adult, doing stupid stuff that maybe I shouldn't but is supposed to teach me some sort of life lesson..." he said, before shrugging, "It's just difficult with all of those super mature siblings surrounding you, you know? But, I don't plan on necessarily growing up either way. I just don't want to be a total child again."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=07:01, February 7, 2017 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri rolled her eyes, she felt very much the same in terms of comparing herself to any of her siblings older or younger.* "Yeah, I bet. You've got it a lot worse than me. You're what? ... the third or fourth? I'm only the second, but I still feel that same sort of pressure that I think you're talking about. My scale is a bit different from yours though, and not just because of Cullen. You know the way you live your life doesn't have to match up to theirs. Right?}}
{{MarkB|time=07:07, February 7, 2017 (UTC)|Mark="I know. I went through a huge phase trying to rebel away from them...or the idea of being a Bagman in general. Yeah, pretty stupid, but," he said, shrugging. "And I'm the fourth. It's not the plan to fit in with them, but I've thought before that...maybe it's better to force myself into something than to feel like my family is disappointed in me. I don't agree with that, but I do think about it sometimes."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=07:13, February 7, 2017 (UTC)|Bri=*Bri grinned ever so slightly, she had done the same, and probably still was.* "It's not stupid, I think everybody does that. Or wants to at some point in their life. It's a part of living. Isn't it? To want to fit in." *She narrowed her eyes a bit as she stared at him.* "Either way I still don't think that's what you or anyone should do. You family is only going to be disappointed in you if you #^@% up. But you're talking about feeling that way. That's different." *She poked out her lips a bit, and shrugged.*}}
{{MarkB|time=07:18, February 7, 2017 (UTC)|Mark="I know that...they probably support me no matter what. Melinda...might not, but I bet that everybody else does. It's more of an insecurity thing, I think," he said, nodding. "I don't know. I'll figure it out as I go. It's not that important right now."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=07:22, February 7, 2017 (UTC)|Bri="It's your life. That's all I'm saying." *She was curious about the Melinda thing, although she could have easily guessed what that would be about.* "It sounds like just another one of those aspects of life. Not necessarily one of the better parts. Like the rebel phase, something you go inevitably go through."}}
{{MarkB|time=07:25, February 7, 2017 (UTC)|Mark="Definitely," he said, nodding slightly in agreement before looking down at the pets. "So, how's everything been for you lately? Mallory told me that it's been a lot quieter now that the twins left."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=07:31, February 7, 2017 (UTC)|Bri="I've... gotten used to people flitting in and out of my life. I'm not sure if Mal takes it the same ways I do. But it's not the first time we've ever been seperated. I'll miss them every single day, but I can't make them do anything they don't want to do."}}
{{MarkB|time=01:37, February 8, 2017 (UTC)|Mark="Well, isn't it just going to Hogwarts?" he asked, slightly confused about the last part. "It's difficult sometimes having a large family starting to graduate out of, probably any of the magical schools, because you start to get separated. I understand that bit."}}
{{Hecate Grimm|time=01:41, February 8, 2017 (UTC)|Bri="Was that too emotional a response for you?" *She smirked raising a brow.* "I love my family. Being apart from them even they are close is something like torture. Being too close when I need my space is the exact same thing." *She shrugged.* "I think you're right though. The size of the family determines the advantages or disadvantages of being apart."}}
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*Brianna and ? (2031)
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