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Otto Bagman ([info]ottothisworld) wrote in [info]valesco,
@ 2008-02-11 20:39:00


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Entry tags:marissa macfusty, otto bagman

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Otto really didn't understand how he was related to Ludo, sometimes. With the girl drama, and the...well, every other kind of drama, he could swear that they weren't related at all. He was a person who tried to avoid conflict! Sure, he was a bit of a prankster but that didn't mean he got in trouble a lot. Well, most of the time he didn't. So how his younger brother seemed to attact trouble, he didn't know. But, because he was his brother, he tried to help him out the best he could, even if he seriously just couldn't understand why Ludo had such crappy luck when it came to girls. Not that he didn't have any girlfriends, but they always had baggage.

Currently, the older of the Bagman brothers was laying flopped out on his couch, his journal resting on the table beside him, waiting to see if Ludo would reply back to his last comment that he had written him. His hands were resting beneath his head as he stared at the ceiling, distracting himself by trying to figure out how that big dent had gotten there. Brows furrowed together as he tried to think back on what could have caused it, tilting his head to the side, as though this would help.

"...what the hell?"

His words were mumbled, since he didn't think anyone else was near enough to answer the rhetorical question. He just figured he'd verbalize his curiosity.


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[info]ottothisworld
2008-02-12 06:35 am UTC (link)
He looked up at her as she went on about Ludo, trying not to groan as she mentioned how he 'means well'. Pushing himself into a seated position next to her at the edge of the couch. Letting out a heavy sigh, he turned to her and gave a half hearted smirk at her mention of curlers. "I appreciate the extra effort, babe. But it's just...I love him because he's my brother, but I want to just hit him, sometimes. Knock some sense into that thick head of his. And I don't mean just give him a good smack on the back of the head, because I've tried that, I mean like...punch him."

He leaned forward, resting his elbows on his thighs as he pressed his palms into his forhead. "He drives me crazy..." It was obvious that talking about the whole thing was just making him more annoyed, since his shoulders were tense and hunched. "Right now I'd rather think about the bloody dent."

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[info]marridgeback
2008-02-12 06:39 am UTC (link)
"Mm," she agreed, turning so that she could tug him into resting against her on the arm of the couch. She brought her hands to his shoulders and perched her chin atop his head (even if it might've flattened his hair a little). If distraction was what Otto needed ... hell, she was better at that than most people. "Well, let's figure out that dent. I know you and I didn't make it - because as much as we shag, I think I'd remember denting the roof..." She smirked, "...so that just leaves your parents. You don't think they're that freaky, do you?"

Okay, probably not a great thing to bring up. She laughed and shook her head. "And how about this: I'll think of a reason to clock Ludo one over the break on behalf of both of us, all right?" Merlin knew he'd probably supply her with a reason anyway.

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