Parvati Patil (india_ink) wrote in reduxpitch, @ 2016-01-23 00:30:00 |
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Entry tags: | !bingo, !challenge, !thread, character: parvati patil, retired character: victoria frobisher |
WHO: Parvati Patil and Victoria Frobisher
WHEN: September 7, 2001
WHERE: A Muggle street near the Leaky Cauldron
WHAT: Catching up under slightly strange circumstances
CHALLENGES: Backstory (Fragile), Bingo (A muggle street, your conscience, a dog-eared book)
Parvati Patil did not consider herself to be a bad person. In fact, she might have been a significantly better person if she had anything resembling self-awareness. That being said, her conscience was paining her now, as she leaned against a storefront on a Muggle street with a dog-eared old book held in front of her face and her cap pulled low over her forehead. Unusually for Parvati, she was not dressed in bright, attention-grabbing clothes, but in a more low-key ensemble that wouldn't draw the eye.
This was because Parvati was currently Undercover.
And that was the source of her conscience pangs. Part of the reason she'd risen to become a reporter so quickly was that she was good at snooping, tenacious as a terrier. Still, she had hitherto done her investigations in such a way that, even if she might've misled some people to get the information she wanted, she could at least stand up if need be and say, "Look, I was just being myself." Lurking in storefronts was the behaviour of somebody shady.
The wizard she was following was, like herself, currently in Muggle garb, and she could see him vaguely through the window of the Muggle record shop opposite. He was, it had been alleged, a right prick who might have broken the Statute of Secrecy with his Muggle girlfriend. By itself, not much of a story, but it was part of a wider article-in-progress involving multiple reporters, about how common these minor deviations from the Statute really were. Parvati just had to catch him doing something magical in front of the Muggle girlfriend, without her reacting, and then she could go back to work.
Unfortunately, she was pretty sure he'd made her, and she didn't think "lounging against a wall outside reading an old book" was going to fly when he came back out again. Then, too, she wasn't sure it was right to tail a guy who probably hadn't done anything truly wrong. Maybe she should request to be taken off the story.
That was when Parvati spotted a familiar face coming down the street. She knew Vicky from school, though the girl was a few years younger and they hadn't been too close. Well, that was okay. Making better friends was always a good thing.
"Victoria!" she said, shutting the book and waving. "Come here, pretend you're talking to me." Parvati considered herself an excellent conversationalist, but in this case she skipped the pleasantries and dove right into what was bothering her. Well, sort of. "Do you ever think about how fragile our society is? Like, how easily everything we've built could come crumbling down from the wrong word to the wrong person?"