Pansy Parkinson (pans_parkinson_) wrote in finnigans_rpg, @ 2014-09-13 17:24:00 |
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Entry tags: | character: blaise zabini, character: pansy parkinson, status: complete |
Blaise & Pansy
Who: Blaise & Pansy
What: Club times!
Where: Wingbeats
When: Saturday night, 11pm onwards
Rating: We'll see
Dressed to kill in a little red number, Pansy took one last look at her reflection to make sure nothing was out of place. She knew Blaise would laugh at her for putting in such effort, but Pansy didn't do it for him, or any other man. Or not entirely. She liked to always be at her best; it allowed her a sense of power and purpose that didn't come with common jeans and t-shirts. Pansy would never be caught dead in such things, not even for a night at a dimly lit club run by a Weasley of all people.
Satisfied that she'd be the best dressed woman in the club, she slipped her feet into the shoes and grabbed her clutch. The shoes gave the illusion of being high, but in actuality wouldn't add an inch to her height. Pansy hated to be taller than the man she was with for the evening. She didn't know how Muggle women handled it.
"Mistress, Master Zabini is waiting in the reception room," Nattie said, giving Pansy a nod of approval when Pansy did a turn for her. Pansy trusted that her Elf would let her know if anything didn't suit her; she'd trained her well. "You look beautiful Mistress. You'll shame all the other women."
Pansy gave Nattie a soft smile reserved just for her, then headed through her spacious flat into the reception room where Blaise was waiting. "Hello, darling. Did I keep you waiting very long?"