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[maraudingprongs]

[There's an eye pressed up close to the screen... or as close as it can get, behind the wall of the glasses that James Potter is always wearing.]

...Bloody Muggle... whatsit...

[Comes the grumbling tone, under his breath. He's clearly not aware that the 'whatsit' is on as he pulls back to fidget with it, giving a last, valiant effort to make sense of it before giving up and tossing it to the ground.

The view now just shows half his head, far above and mostly sky.

He's failed (for the moment) at dealing with strange thing number two: so he'll go back to dealing with strange thing number one!

Which was--...where on earth was he?]

Portkey, maybe? Droll of them. Middle of nowhere, to boot... could at least have the decency to transport me some place pretty if they wanted to have an unfair duel.

[Though, even as he attributes the sudden move to the Death Eaters, he does find it odd that... none are about.

No one is attacking him, really.

'No one attacking' doesn't happen much, mid-war, behind enemy lines.

So if he's not behind enemy lines...]

Merlin... not going to figure it out just standing around here, James. May as well get a move on.

And stop talking to yourself. It's not an attractive quality...

[Really. The invisible people here in he-didn't-know-where might get the impression he was barking mad, if he didn't stop monologuing soon.]

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[maraudingprongs]

I reckon I will look at least 'pretty good', especially if the bar is lowered around here. No such thing as looking 'too good' really, is there?

[Chuckling at her statement, clearly amused, he gave her a nod.]

Exactly. I can only hope to be as pretty as you are, some day.

[dreamgranter]

That's not something you can afford, I'm afraid. Besides, it would appeal to an entirely different target demographics. [She doesn't necessarily mean 'males' either.]

[maraudingprongs]

I like to appeal to all demographics. The more, the better, really.

Mountain Trolls aside. Not over-fond of courting Mountain Trolls. Giants are fine though and bring on the Vampires.

[He jokes lightly, before giving her a playful, two-fingered salute.]

I'm James. And you are?

[dreamgranter]

I've dealt with my fair share of vampires. But if you're not fond of Mountain Trolls, then you definitely can't handle what comes with the package~! [She hooks a finger under her chin, smirk looking a little too proud. And, in fact, she is; she deals with a whole lot of crap, really.]

I'm Yuuko Ichihara, by the way. Pleased to make your acquaintance.

[maraudingprongs]

Must be why the fates cursed me with silly hair and poor eyesight.

[He gives her a wink and a little grin.]

To mar my otherwise perfect handsomeness.

Pleasure's all mine, hey. Good to meet you, Yuuko.

[dreamgranter]

[... oh, great, and he's already showing signs of a great ego. That's just what she needed.]

Ten points from James, for all that ego.

[maraudingprongs]

Oi! You're just as bad as Lily, you are.

[Have a crinkled expression as he rubs at the back of his neck.]

Just a joke and all. Jokes don't bite, unlike vampires. Part of that 'full package' we were talking about earlier.

Don't kid around much, do you?

[dreamgranter]

Oh, I do. Not my fault you're not funny, though. [Lalala, it's always your fault.]