Sebastian Roper (![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} roped) wrote in ![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} hfrrpg,@ 2008-02-24 18:26:00 |
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Characters: Sebastian Roper & Open to you!
Settings: Sunday night. Hollering Mandrake Pub & Inn.
Summary: Sebastian's making use of the free tab at his parent's shoppe and in need of a new challenger in the makeshift table qudditch championship!
Progress: Very much open
Rating: PG - PG13?
Sebastian Roper had gotten off work around 9:30 that evening. The work load had been stressful as usual and he was in need of a wined down. Despite his early call the following morning, the young auror was making it a point to entertain himself on his budget of zilch.
Thankfully, his family owned a well stocked pub & inn located conveniently in Diagon Alley where he was certain he could have his share of booze and decent company. The regulars were always fun to be around during the late evening hours and all the man really needed was a good time before heading to bed.
By the time he'd put in an order for his third firewhisky he was working on defeating his second table quidditch opponent. Oh yes, the old board game complete with enchanted pieces had been pulled from the basement in which it'd been sitting since Bastian was a kid. He'd somehow gotten into a conversation with old man Grimms about an intricate play when it was suggested a visual demonstration was needed. One thing lead to another and a full on table quidditch tournament was in the making.
As Sebastian's lead chaser in blue scored the final fifteenth goal point there was a sudden need to stand. His hands raised in triumph the blonde yelled a dramatic, "VICTORY!" He sat back down and smiled at a tipsy 37 year old, Lindy Cunningham, "Sorry, luv, better luck next time, yeah?" As the woman told him to bugger off the young man looked around the room. "Who's next? Anyone? Beat me and your drinks are on the house!"
Settings: Sunday night. Hollering Mandrake Pub & Inn.
Summary: Sebastian's making use of the free tab at his parent's shoppe and in need of a new challenger in the makeshift table qudditch championship!
Progress: Very much open
Rating: PG - PG13?
Sebastian Roper had gotten off work around 9:30 that evening. The work load had been stressful as usual and he was in need of a wined down. Despite his early call the following morning, the young auror was making it a point to entertain himself on his budget of zilch.
Thankfully, his family owned a well stocked pub & inn located conveniently in Diagon Alley where he was certain he could have his share of booze and decent company. The regulars were always fun to be around during the late evening hours and all the man really needed was a good time before heading to bed.
By the time he'd put in an order for his third firewhisky he was working on defeating his second table quidditch opponent. Oh yes, the old board game complete with enchanted pieces had been pulled from the basement in which it'd been sitting since Bastian was a kid. He'd somehow gotten into a conversation with old man Grimms about an intricate play when it was suggested a visual demonstration was needed. One thing lead to another and a full on table quidditch tournament was in the making.
As Sebastian's lead chaser in blue scored the final fifteenth goal point there was a sudden need to stand. His hands raised in triumph the blonde yelled a dramatic, "VICTORY!" He sat back down and smiled at a tipsy 37 year old, Lindy Cunningham, "Sorry, luv, better luck next time, yeah?" As the woman told him to bugger off the young man looked around the room. "Who's next? Anyone? Beat me and your drinks are on the house!"