[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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[mnt_raph]

*While the inside remains larger than the outside, the rest of the spells that make up the magic of the tent appears to have been severed. It's not a mere matter of just connecting bits of spell work, no it's as if something cauderized the spells as they were ripped free from the very canvas.

All except one area over on the couch. While the rest of the tent is covered in a fine layer of pollen and dust, this one section of couch remains spotless. It's not something one would right away notice with the naked eye...but she is scanning with a wand.

Something was here. Something left a shadow in the wake of the explosion.*

Wish I could tell ya', but I ain't got no freakin' clue.

[clumsy_auror]

Her frown deepens as she paces around the tent, continuing her evaluation. Eventually she makes it to the sofa, and pauses. "Woah." Tonks looks up. "Raph, I dunno how it happened, but... there's only one bit of magic left in the whole bloody place, and it's right here."

[mnt_raph]

*He wanders over towards the sitting area.*

The couch? Oh, that's just where I listen to the game.

*Every man has a spot on the couch, this is Raph's.*

[clumsy_auror]

"That doesn't make any..." She trails off, trying a few more spells, but the magic doesn't have a wand trace. No identifying residue; just plain magic.

Finally, she straightens up. "Well, mate," Tonks sighs, "Dunno what to tell you. Think this model's pretty well bollocksed. We'd have to start from scratch with all the spells. Reckon we'd be better off getting you a new one."

[mnt_raph]

Yeah I kinda figured. Really kinda liked this place too, oh well. Heh, at least I won't have to sell bits of myself to the Twins for the cash for new one this time 'round. There's somethin' to be said for that.

Thanks for lookin' though.

[clumsy_auror]

"Not a problem. I can pick up a new one on the way home from work tomorrow, if you like. Hear the new models are pretty swank." A crooked smile.

[mnt_raph]

Oh yeah, that's just what I need. Swank. That place in Diagonal still open? The used sporting goods place? That's where I got this one.

*And on sale even.*

[clumsy_auror]

"Yeah, it's still there. I'll stop by, see what they've got."

He'll get a tent. And he'll probably grumble about how nice it is. She doesn't care.

[mnt_raph]

*Yeah, that's pretty much a given. And if there's even so much as ONE thing pink...there will be retribution.*

You want me to come with?

[clumsy_auror]

"You're always welcome, if you want to. Just let me know."

She smiles, then sighs, and glances at her watch.

"I oughta get back. Bernard'll be getting dinner on the table soon."

[mnt_raph]

Might have to take you up on that.

*He's totally only offering to get out of the bar, and not because he thinks that Tonks could use a little extra protection every once and a while. Certainly not. She's an Auror, for crying out loud.*

'Suppose that means you're gonna be wantin' to get down, huh? Come on, we'll take the whole thing in a jump.

*Raph sounds just a little too excited about death defying leaps off buildings.*

[clumsy_auror]

She could just Apparate. But what's the fun in that? Grinning, she follows him outside and clambers onto his back once more. "All right, fire away."

[mnt_raph]

*He takes takes the rest of the roof at a run, and can't help but give a good hearty Bonzai! as they step off the edge.

Of course, he doesn't stick the landing nearly as well as he should have, and instead of one-handed crouch, it's a two-handed one with a threat of tipping over...but you wouldn't know it from Raph. He's too busy cackling.*

First floor: Lobby.

[clumsy_auror]

She's giggling too, and after she stands she gives him a hand up. "Thanks. Stop by if you wanna head into Diagon Alley with me. Or," Tonks continues, sobering, "If you just wanna talk, or whatever."

Yeah, she's a little worried about the current state of Bernard-Raph relations. So sue her.

"Anyway. See you later, mate."

The witch gives him a little wave, and turns for home.

[mnt_raph]

G'night Tonks.

*He sighs, brushes his hands off on his pants, and returns to the work on his bike.*