[OOM: Out by the Lake, just below where one would climb to the roof.]
*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.*
It's not claustrophobia. It's just...being outdoorsy. Yeah, that's it.*
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*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.*
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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.
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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.
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*He sighs, brushes his hands off on his pants, and returns to the work on his bike.*