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MISFIRES

a rambunctious duo in salt has stuck their nose where they shouldn't and now you can all reap the rewards! this is a MISFIRES meme. post a header for your character, and receive accidental texts from your local saltburntian guests. nudes, nasties, confessions of a certain persuasion? things you'd otherwise never write or send? they're all on the table. (meme threads aren't game canon, but they're not not game canon either, right)

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[mygoodsir]

[Harry is so used to being the short one that he doesn't even register it.]

Well, I'll try not to give all medical professionals a bad name, then.

[He pours himself a glass, too.]

I'm an old family friend. I haven't been in a few years - my ex wasn't particularly fond of English summers. I felt like I needed a holiday and this seemed a lovely choice.

[longlegs]

[ She makes an eh face, shrugging softly. ] English summer lasts like, three days, so we get what we can, huh.

[ She raises her glass. ]

To the best holiday ever.

[mygoodsir]

[That makes him laugh, soft and warm.

He gently clinks glasses with her.]

The best.

What brings you here? Do you run in the same circles as the younger Balfours?

[longlegs]

I do now. [ Tilting her head a little bit, longer hair draping with the movement, she grins. ] My dad's the one who's close with the family. I kinda just go everywhere he goes.

Is it as wild for you as it's been for me?

[mygoodsir]

Ah, I understand. Is your father here?

[He's had enough of angry dads, okay?]

Oh, lord. I wish I could say no. But it's been far, far too eventful. I could frankly use a break.

[longlegs]

Yep! And I'm done talking about him now.

[ She says so cheerfully, a charming little shrug with a sigh. ]

You need a break from a break? Talk about a brag. What's going on?

[mygoodsir]

[Oh boy. This can't end well.

So he just smiles, because fuck it.]

My darling girl, the list of my personal dramas would bore you to tears. Instead why don't you tell me what you do for fun.

[longlegs]

[ Oh, mysterious. ]

Me? I just party and hang out with my friends, usually. I basically live by the lake or the pool when the sun's out. I mean, I've got my own hobbies, but literally two people here care about those.

[ And she's not even talking about the hacking. ]

[mygoodsir]

I'd be very interested in hearing about your hobbies. People who have a passion in life tend to be more interesting.

[longlegs]

[ Oh, ugh, still charming. It takes her a while, delayed even further by sipping at the drink. There's a reason she hesitates to bring this one up with someone outside of a certain age range - or the majority of profiles of the younger guests, even. There's a whole list of what qualifies someone to hear about this without making her feel embarrassed, and while Harry wouldn't be on that list, he's also a near-perfect-stranger. So hey.

Mila's usual bubbly confidence tones down a little. ]

'You know what anime is, right?

[mygoodsir]

I believe so. It's the animation from Japan? I can't say I've seen much of it outside of a few films.

You're a fan, I take it?

[longlegs]

You got it! Yeah, I. Yeah. When I actually get to travel around I go to conventions all the time? I dress up as the characters, sometimes. Not just from anime; games too. That's called cosplay.

[ Saying all this with the confidence that he's going to be uninterested and promptly move on to something else. And then forget that the party girl has a secret hobby. ]

You're a doctor, so that means you can't share anything I just told you, right?

[ Tone and smile should indicate that she's joking. And the joke is to mask the self-consciousness. ]

[mygoodsir]

Do to have to make the costumes, then? It sounds like an awful lot of very exacting work.

Is it much like ah, Star Trek conventions?

[He mimes zipping his mouth closed.]

That's right. Complete confidentiality.

[longlegs]

[ She laughs, ] Me? Oh, no way. I pay people to do that. And to get me the wigs and to make the accessories and all that. They're pretty expensive, but that's just because I wanna look perfect. I always do my own make up, though.

[ And everything else is magic: aka dad's money. ]

Yeah, sorta? I've never been to one of those. Have you?

[mygoodsir]

Ohh, I see. So you're essentially a model? I can see that.

[He lowers his voice conspiratorially.]

Once. When I was a student.

[longlegs]

You could say that.

[ She certainly likes to hear it. ]

Okay, I can see that too. But what kinda student are we talking? High school, med school—?

[mygoodsir]

I shall.

Pre-med. There was a boy I fancied who wanted to go. So... off I went. It was alright. I don't think I'm big enough a fan to really enjoy such things, but I understand the appeal.

[longlegs]

[ Aw. Her grin is warm, then more playful, stepping closer. ]

Well, if I manage to make you fancy me enough, maybe I'll convince you to come to one with me, too.

[mygoodsir]

I don't think you'd have to work very hard.

[He sips his wine, but mostly just so it's not blatantly obvious that he's far, far more interested in her.]

Did you bring your costumes here?

[longlegs]

[ Side by side with him, glass up to her lips, one arm is crossed under her chest, fingers anchored on the inner side of the opposite elbow. ]

Yep. I bring them everywhere. [ Almost a whisper, starting to sound more like her flirtatious self, ] I put them on, sometimes. On special occasions.

[mygoodsir]

What might qualify as a special occasion?

[Part flirtation, part genuine curiosity. He's honestly intrigued by this whole concept.]

[longlegs]

Anything that involves someone taking it off me afterwards.

[ All flirtation. But she relaxes, grinning down at him. ]

Just something I do with people who're into it. Roleplay. All the fun stuff you're not allowed to do at conventions.

[mygoodsir]

My dear girl, I cannot imagine anyone who wouldn't be into it with you. I suppose some might balk at the playacting if you were dressed as, say, sentient broccoli. But even then.

[A sip of wine, but he's not hurrying his way through the glass.]

What's your favourite of your costumes? I'd assume it's from your favourite program.

[longlegs]

Oh my god. Sentient broccoli.

[ Wow, how dare he make her laugh like that? Criminal. ]

Hmm. How about I show you?

[mygoodsir]

[Hey, when he turns on the charm he can do okay!]

I would enjoy that very much.