[OOM: Out by the Lake, just below where one would climb to the roof.]

[mnt_raph]

*The rain has let up enough for Raph to do some additional tinkering on his bike out back. Sure, he could easily be doing this inside, but since his tent fried forcing him to move back into the bar proper, he take any opportunity to be outside that he can.

It's not claustrophobia. It's just...being outdoorsy. Yeah, that's it.*

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[clumsy_auror]

"...What's not important?"

[mnt_raph]

*He sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose.*

You guys are the first normal family I ever got to know, an'...it just ain't fair is all. An' it ain't right. Givin' people that ain't got guns, guns ain't right. Destroyin' others 'cause they're different ain't right.
...
Man, I need a frickin' beer.

[clumsy_auror]

For a moment, she gazes at him, and ponders what a steady presence Raph is. He's gruff, and rash, and painfully honest, but he has a stark idea of what is right, and what is not right, and sets about fixing it despite the consequences.

What an incredible burden it must be.

"I know it, mate."

Her eyes burn again, and she laughs thickly.

"And I need a hug."

It's not a request; she knows Raph better than that.

[mnt_raph]

*She might not think it's a request, but when a crying woman says she needs a hug...you give her a hug.

This is a secret she'd best keep to herself. If word got out that he was some sort of huge marshmallow, we're talking mass hysteria.*

[clumsy_auror]

That surprises another soft laugh out of her, and Tonks hugs him back tightly for a few long moments. "Thanks," she whispers finally, letting go, and takes a deep breath.

"Anyway. Just came out to do some practices hexes. Take my mind off things."

[mnt_raph]

*Raph claps her on the shoulder, not hard...but just enough so that she knows she's family.*

You wanna borrow my tent you're more than frickin' welcome to do so. Thing's fried.

[clumsy_auror]

Her brow furrows. "Fried? So what, none of the magic's working?"

This is a Distraction. Distractions are good.

[mnt_raph]

Nope. Surprised the thing just hasn't turned into a normal tent, for all its worth to me now. Had to empty the fridge an' everything.

[clumsy_auror]

"Hunh. Well, I could have a look if y'like?"

The witch cranes her head and looks speculatively up at the roof.

[mnt_raph]

You're more than welcome to if you want.

*Raph looks up as well.*

Wanna lift?

[clumsy_auror]

She grins, and it's the first real one he's seen from her yet. "Who am I to turn down a free ride?"

[mnt_raph]

*Raph chuckles as he wipes his hands on his pants and goes in search of the pocket containing his climbing claws.*

If you're not a big fan of heights, don't look down. 'M just sayin'. First time we convinced April to do this she nearly yacked...right after she came close to chokin' Leo to death.

*Ahh good times.*

[clumsy_auror]

She gives him a sardonic look. "I ride brooms, Raph. Not the mention Crowley's tendency to free-fall when giving me a ride. Think I can handle it."

[mnt_raph]

Yeah, but both of those are meant to fly. Come'on, hop on.

*He lowers himself into a bit of a crouch, making it easier for her to climb on his back.*

[clumsy_auror]

Careful to wrap her arms around his shoulders rather than his neck, Tonks climbs on. "Ready when you are."

[mnt_raph]

I live for this stuff.

*And with that he leaps straight into the air, landing about ten feet up the vertical wall. The claws grab the brick work, but make no noise when doing so.

Raph climbs.*

Man, if you can get this thing workin' again, well that'll just make my whole freakin' day. I been crashin' in the gym an' shit since the blackout.

[clumsy_auror]

A snort. "That was stupid. Could've slept on our sofa. Or, heaven forbid, gotten a room. Not like Bar lets you pay for anything anyhow."

It's actually sort of fun, the climbing. Particularly since she doesn't have to do any of the work.

[mnt_raph]

Well, technically the gym is my room. An' no offense, but sleepin' on your couch runs the risk of wakin' up covered in sparkles or with somethin' written on my forehead. Temptin', but no.

*Two thirds climbed, one third to go.*

[clumsy_auror]

"I can't deny it," she sighs. "All the world is Sunny's canvas. Though Anthony doesn't wake up in the night nearly so often anymore, so at least the nocturnal interruptions're reduced."

[mnt_raph]

Yeah, I bet.

*There isn't a stifled laugh there. Not at all. And Raph's ears and neck do not begin to turn a blush red. Nope. It's just her imagination.*

[clumsy_auror]

Riiiiight. Raph's lucky her hands are unavailable. He'd get a poke. As it is, she rolls her eyes at the back of his head.

[mnt_raph]

Heh, yeah anyway we're comin' close to the top now. Can either let you off or just do a big jump of it. Preference?

[clumsy_auror]

"Oh, just jump it," she replies, sounding almost cheerful. "So when did it go on the fritz, anyway?"

[mnt_raph]

Yes Ma'am. hold on.

*Raph backs down the wall a hand hold, pulling his knees closer to his center of gravity. His back shifts as he finds the right balance with the added weight...then he jumps. The last ten feet or so of wall is quickly bipassed, as well as the raised edge of the roof.

Raph lands in a crouch, with one hand palm down on the ground.*

Uh....'bout a week ago. Yeah, no exactly a week ago.

[clumsy_auror]

And Tonks tumbles inelegantly from his back, landing sprawled-out on the rooftop. Unphased, she picks herself up and walks over to the tent. "A week ago. Hunh. Could've been just a flaw in the duration charms, but..."

Half talking to herself, the witch walks around the perimeter of the tent, her wand out. She mutters a few spells, attempting to suss out the problem. Then she ducks into the tent.