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[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*Bernard's still in the bar. You just didn't see him.

He strolls over to the usual table, tequila and lone cigarette in hand.

No, he still hasn't smoked it.*

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[sai_delgado]

She sits down and smiles hesitantly at him.

"Are things well with ye?"

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

They are, indeed. Nymphadora and I are settling into our new flat in the Staff Wing.

And you?

[sai_delgado]

"There's been a lot of building work of late, aye. Yer new home is very nice, then, I'd wager?"

"I'm well enough, thankee-sai."

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*He grins*

It is.

When we've got it all set up, you should come by to see it.

[sai_delgado]

"I'll be sure to, aye." She smiles back at him.

"How is sai-- sai Nymphadora?"

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

She's very well, thank you.

*He leans forward conspiratorially, smiling warmly.*

She liked you very much.

[sai_delgado]

"I liked her too, say true."

"I'd never have thought to like a witch, sai -- but she's nice."

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

Well, I think that witch means different things in different worlds.

And, yeah. *A soft smile* She's nice.

[sai_delgado]

"Ye say true." Quiet and certain, but then Susan smiles mischievously at him.

"She likes ye as well, I think."

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*Bernard grins back, flushing a little.*

Golly I hope so. Otherwise, I'm screwed.

[sai_delgado]

"Nay, I think ye're safe enough, sai."

Susan knows well that which she saw between Bernard and Tonks, knows it very well indeed.

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

Between you and me, so do I.

[sai_delgado]

She smiles at him.

"Ye're well-met, then. And it was here that ye were met, weren't it?"

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*He nods*

Yeah, my third day here.

I tried to flirt with her, until she pointed her boyfriend out to me.

*An unrepentant grin*

So then I flirted with her more outrageously.

[sai_delgado]

Her hand flies to her mouth to stifle a sudden laugh.

"I can't think her friend liked ye well for that, sai."

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*His smile fades*

No.

Still doesn't.

I made him into a bit of a cuckold, you see, in the end.

[sai_delgado]

Her smile vanishes instantly.

(Olive Thorin watching silently from the foot of the table, set aside and ignored by her lecherous husband)

"Aye... it'd be ... difficult to forgive, say true."

(Olive lying dead on the ground behind as the cart carried her away to the bonfire. Come, Reap.)

"Not impossible, but ... difficult."

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

Don't really expect it.

[sai_delgado]

"Mayhap it's just as well."

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

It couldn't be helped in the end.

*He casts about for a metaphor that'll work best for her, then smiles wryly.*

Ka.

[sai_delgado]

"Like a wind, and nothing can stand before it," she agrees, not without a touch of sadness.

"But it seems to have worked well for ye at least, and that's something to be thankful for."

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

It has.

*He holds her gaze steadily.*

I know exactly how lucky we are.

[sai_delgado]

She's made a bit uncomfortable by his knowing gaze, but her fog-gray eyes meet his directly.

"May ye always be so, sai."

Susan smiles, then, in an effort to brighten the pall that's fallen like a cloud over their conversation.

"And mayhap here's a lucky place for ye, do'ee ken?"

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*A laugh*

For a given value of lucky.

Ever since I blasted in here, I seem to deal in extreme highs and lows.

[sai_delgado]

Susan laughs, as well.

"Mayhap it's the nature of the place itself? I'd never imagined anything like this, ever."