SWIMMINGGEDDON.

[wwistful]

WHO: Murdoc Donoghue and YOU
TONE: Fun, WHIMSICAL, horrifying
RATING: PG-13 and onward
WHEN: September 7th
WHERE:  The Lake.
WHAT:  After this Murdoc realised the children (and staff) of Hogwarts were in dire need of swimming lessons.
STATUS: Ongoing

[GATHER AROUND CHILDREN it's a warm summer day and the lake is perfect for diving into your sudden but inevitable deaths. You should all be dressed in your swimming trunks (which you clearly have don't even lie) because Murdoc sure is. He's determined to conduct this in the best manner he can, though he wasn't quite expecting the turn out to be so large. People who can swim are welcome to become his assistants because he could probably use the help.]

Comments

[wwistful]

They don't live in the sea, smartarse. But it isn't as if they actively avoid it.

[higherthaneverybody]

I can't say as it's an animal that much suits you. [thoughtfully]

[wwistful]

[He raises an eyebrow, genuinely curious for once.] What makes you say that?

[higherthaneverybody]

Sharks are cold, remorseless eating machines that seem to show little attachment for others of their species. They are ancient, primordial predators and focus single mindedly on survival. None of those traits really apply to you, do they?

[wwistful]

[He squints at Rhys for a long moment, shaking his head at him as he does.]

Thank you for your insightful opinion, I feel as if I know myself better every time you open your mouth around me.

[higherthaneverybody]

You asked, bachgen gwirion. [serenely, picking up his towel that he'd laid by one of the trees so he can dry off]

[wwistful]

And what does that mean? [He looks up at him, waiting expectantly for an answer.]

[higherthaneverybody]

It means you shouldn't ask questions you don't really care about the answers to.

[wwistful]

I was actually referring to the clever use of language. I don't know welsh. It's rude to use languages others don't understand in conversation with them. You could easily be speakin' ill of them.

[higherthaneverybody]

I could be. And it's rude to constantly mistrust and accuse someone of ill-will, yet you indulge and voice your suspicion constantly. I've used Cymraeg around you very rarely, so I'm not sure what you're complaining about. [Oh, yes, he knew exactly what Murdoc had been referring to, but this is so much more fun, even if it is a little petty.]

[wwistful]

Oh, I'm sorry! It certainly is unfounded after you lead me out here to assist you out of my own good will only to make a fool out of me. I should be less judgemental, shouldn't I? [He practically spits that out before simmering down a little.] What did that word in particular mean?

[higherthaneverybody]

Boy or lad. [It's actually more like foolish or silly boy, but Murdoc isn't to know that.] I thought you might object less if it was in a language you're unfamiliar with.

[wwistful]

You are mistaken. I dare say it becomes even more condescending when spoken in a different language.

[higherthaneverybody]

I stand corrected. [serenely]

[wwistful]

[The longest, most incredulous stare.]

I'm goin' back. [He pushes himself of the ground and turns on his heel to head toward the castle.]

[higherthaneverybody]

[Rhys just watches him go - he'll follow at his own pace, feeling this has definitely been worth the effort. Murdoc is just so fun.]