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[pushfall]

No. [ She answers automatically, reflexively, though she's aware the question he's asking might not warrant that sort of answer. ] I didn't want to assume.

[darkart]

It doesn't matter. It shouldn't have happened but it's done and it won't be going on again.

[pushfall]

Did you agree to put aside your differences and get along?

[ Her skepticism speaks for itself. ]

[darkart]

I'd rather vomit slugs to be honest. [ Which sounds a bit hilarious in his oh-so-proper voice. ] I've never sought him out. That's the best to be done about it.

[ Severus will never forgive Sirius. He can function alongside him if necessary but his hate will never fade even to indifference. That's just life. ]

[pushfall]

[ In the interest of turning the conversation away from less unpleasant topics and because she can't help but ask about it: ]

Is that a real thing? Vomiting slugs?

[ Technically anyone could vomit slugs if they ate them, probably, but well. Magic. ]

[darkart]

One of the more relatively harmless side-effects I've seen of a spell backfiring, but none the less deeply unpleasant.

[pushfall]

Yeah, I can imagine. I've eaten oysters before.

[ Which is absolutely the same thing. ]

[darkart]

At your own peril. [ Dryly. Then he coughs, away from the communicator, and it doesn't sound particularly comfortable. But then, movement, like he's about done with whatever it is he's up to. ]

[pushfall]

I'm a very brave girl.

[ Movement brings her back to the crux of the conversation, and when Claire speaks up again, her voice is softer with concern. She can't help it, even if he probably doesn't want it. It's just a hallmark of her own personality. ]

Are you okay?

[darkart]

Yes. [ And he's not lying, either; as much as it had hurt and has pissed off as he's been, Severus is more than capable of repairing mere physical damage. He needed more than an episkey spell to handle this bout but, nonetheless, he's fine. ]

Despite the ... I believe the vernacular is nerds and jocks disparity, I am studier than I perhaps seem.

[ He sounds dispassionate about it but not offended she asked. He's not sure how to react to it, truth be told. ]

[pushfall]

[ Claire believes him, more out of respect than, she thinks, actually thinking that he's not lying, though she thinks that, too, and nods into the business end of the communicator, never mind that will go unnoticed. She assumes that he magicked it better anyway. Never mind that a quick fix doesn't always do the trick. ]

Speaking from experience, they can be a tough crowd. [ Which is... really sort of a bleak way of remembering her time spent among those ranks, but this isn't about her. ] Are you sure you don't want some ice or something?

oh my god i even edited and NOW i see more typos

[darkart]

I'd rather forget I needed anything, for now. [ There's-- a weird noise, then, sort of like a synthetic bird's wings, and then after that and a pause, that acoustic echo is gone. ] Change of heart?

[ About the jock thing. He doesn't believe her experience is from being nerd - not that she seems particularly stupid, but she's pretty and sociable. Which makes it even weirder that she's still talking to him. ]

hahahaha i didn't even notice!!!

[pushfall]

That doesn't make me forget that you might.

[ Is something that she really would have rather not said but them's the breaks. She covers it up by letting something - a cupboard of sorts - bang closed behind her. Not loud but not without volume. As for that question, Claire's answer is a little late in coming, if only because there's a lot more to it than just having had a change of heart, never mind that putting it that way is making a long story short. ]

More or less, yeah. [ Her voice gets less serious. ] I was a cheerleader. I was sixteen. Very impressionable.

[darkart]

What is a cheerleader?

[ .. topic change!! ]

[pushfall]

[ She stops what she's doing. Everything is quiet. ]

Seriously?

[darkart]

[ Severusly. ]

I've never heard of it before.

[pushfall]

I -

[ alksdjfsdf. ]

It's. [ How does she explain this. She takes a breath. ] They lead cheers at sporting events, like football or basketball. Hence, cheerleader. Usually there's this outfit involved and they do gymnastics and there's this whole stigma attached to it -

[ She lets that breath out. ]

[darkart]

Uh.

[ It's hard to tell if, for a second, he swallowed a laugh, or if he's still utterly confused. ] It's sort of ringing a bell but I don't believe we have them in England at all. Perhaps there are some at one of the American academies...

[ .. trails off. STILL CONFUSED. ]

[pushfall]

[ While she's very intrigued at the idea of an American Magic School and what kind of sports get played at wizard... school, she has to clear up one thing first. ]

Are you laughing at me?

[darkart]

No. I'm a teacher. I don't believe in fun.

[pushfall]

I don't think those two things are mutually exclusive.

[darkart]

It's true. My only joys in life are detentions and newspapers.

So, you were a cheerleader.

[ Prompting her to continue. You know. Now that he's done his stealth trolling. ]

[pushfall]

Mmhmm.

[ She's onto you, Mr. Teacher. ]

It's not something that I'm proud of, but yes. I was a cheerleader. Pompoms and bake sales were kind of my thing, and I had a very impressive back tuck. [ Claire is aware that means nothing to him and continues on without explanation anyway. ] It lost its luster pretty fast.

[ Until she needed to use it in the biggest backfiring lie in history. ]

[darkart]

[ He can figure those out on his own, fortunately. ]

Most team efforts do, I've noticed.

[pushfall]

[ "Fortunately." ]

Honestly it always seemed like more of a popularity contest than it did a team effort. It was cool for a while and then... [ And then everything. Her voice is less filled with humor than it had been. ] And then it wasn't.