Tweak

InsaneJournal

Tweak says, "Wait...what's going on?!"

Username: 
Password:    
Remember Me
  • Create Account
  • IJ Login
  • OpenID Login
Search by : 
  • View
    • Create Account
    • IJ Login
    • OpenID Login
  • Journal
    • Post
    • Edit Entries
    • Customize Journal
    • Comment Settings
    • Recent Comments
    • Manage Tags
  • Account
    • Manage Account
    • Viewing Options
    • Manage Profile
    • Manage Notifications
    • Manage Pictures
    • Manage Schools
    • Account Status
  • Friends
    • Edit Friends
    • Edit Custom Groups
    • Friends Filter
    • Nudge Friends
    • Invite
    • Create RSS Feed
  • Asylums
    • Post
    • Asylum Invitations
    • Manage Asylums
    • Create Asylum
  • Site
    • Support
    • Upgrade Account
    • FAQs
    • Search By Location
    • Search By Interest
    • Search Randomly

delaneytwilfitt ([info]delaneytwilfitt) wrote in [info]wished,
@ 2010-09-09 09:01:00

Previous Entry  Add to memories!  Tell a Friend!  Next Entry
Entry tags:!2003: 09, !incomplete, anabel runcorn, delaney twilfitt

Who: Delaney Twilfitt, Anabel Runcorn
What: Dinner, scans, tests, talking shop
When: Evening, after this conversation
Where: Casa de Twilfitt
Rating/Warnings: PG/Language, flirtation, kissing at most. Unlike all of her other threads, Delaney's probably NOT going to derail this one with teh secks.

Delaney wasn't what you'd call a whiz in the kitchen, but what she knew how to make, she knew how to make well. And the great thing about a stirfry, she mused as she gathered ingredients, was that it was quick, tasty, and almost impossible to fuck up.

She wasn't sure if Anabel was the type to arrive right on time or not, so she busied herself chopping and slicing vegetables and starting to cube the chicken. She let her mind wander, wondering if the baby was a boy or a girl, and what she was going to tell Marcus or Caine when she found out - and who she was going to end up telling!



(Post a new comment)


[info]notyourfriend
2010-09-08 09:27 pm UTC (link)
Anabel, like most times, had been at work earlier in the day. Luckily for her it was only a part of a shift that she'd picked up because someone had needed the morning off. Normally Anabel wouldn't ever pick up a shift for anyone, but this was one of the Healers she actually somewhat liked and if she could stay on their good side she would. Not to mention it meant that the other Healer owed her one. She was off in plenty of time though to go home and change into more suitable clothing. She never wore her best when she was going to work.

Once she was changed in to a suitable blouse and skirt with the appropriate heels she turned her attention to her makeup and simply retouched it and pulled her hair down from the ponytail she'd pulled it into at work. A quick run through with the brush had it back in pristine condition and she nodded her head. It was always good to look her best no matter what sort of outing she was going on.

Deciding she was suitably attired and ready she grabbed her good cloak from by the door and pulled it on and picked up her bag and the bag with the pumpkin juice in it before leaving. She'd be a few minutes early, but she didn't do late. She knew that some people believed in being 'fashionably late', but Anabel had never prescribed to that notion. So it was a few minutes until the agreed upon time when Anabel found herself in front of Delaney's door and she wrapped on it sharply and waited.

(Reply to this) (Thread)


[info]delaneytwilfitt
2010-09-08 09:59 pm UTC (link)
Delaney opened the door and smiled, inviting Anabel in and taking her cloak, hanging it by the door. "I'm glad you could make it," she said genuinely, taking the pumpkin juice and moving through to the kitchen to chill it before coming back to the living room and Anabel.

She was excited for this test and she couldn't deny it, though what that meant she didn't care to analyze. But manners dictated that she didn't demand the woman perform the test immediately. Instead she invited her to sit down and perched next to her.

"That anti nausea potion has worked wonders," she remarked conversationally, then kicked herself. As self centered and delightful as she usually was, she hadn't meant to make tonight all about her. "But how was your day? Did the cockroach give you any trouble?"

(Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)


[info]notyourfriend
2010-09-08 10:21 pm UTC (link)
Anabel smiled back at Delaney, happily relinquishing her cloak. It was actually quite nice out and she'd nearly forgone it. "Thank you for the invitation. It's nice to actually get out." The last time she'd done anything had been with Daphne and that had been probably a good month or more ago. She was starting to think she was antisocial.

Of course she couldn't help but look around Delaney's place since it was her first time there. She wouldn't get too obtrusive, obviously. She knew she got snappy when someone came to her home and started rifling through things like they lived there. It was a nice place though from what she could see.

Delaney's words refocused her though and she laughed. "I'm glad. I'm sure it was a relief the first day you didn't have to deal with it." She knew how much she liked the potion herself when she was ill. "Today was a good day for me though. I only worked part of the day. And as for Brunnings, well, he's mostly learned to avoid me. Though," and she couldn't help getting this in, "I was warned he's been snooping around about you. Seems he tried to get into your file and is now attempting to bribe the desk worker into getting it for him since that didn't work."

(Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)


[info]delaneytwilfitt
2010-09-08 11:27 pm UTC (link)
"It's my pleasure." Though obviously she couldn't know what Anabel was thinking, Delaney's thoughts were running along the same lines. It had been a long time since she'd just had a nice dinner with someone that hadn't been about trying to get into the other person's pants. In fact... she couldn't remember the last time she'd spent time with someone socially and not ended up having sex.

She watched the way Anabel's eyes swept around, and had a look around herself. It was easy to take for granted the things you saw every day, so it was interesting to consider one's belongings from the perspective of another person. Delaney allowed herself a short moment of pride. She did have a nice place and nice things.

Her eyes narrowed, but her lips curved into a smile. "Darling, I think it's high time you and I took the cockroach in hand and taught him a lesson. Taking liberties like that simply can't be allowed, am I right? Of course, I don't think he has a hope in hell of getting my file - anyone stupid enough to give it to him will find their grandchildren still paying off their legal bills - but the fact that he saw fit to even try is grounds for immediate punishment, don't you think so?"

(Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)


[info]notyourfriend
2010-09-09 05:11 am UTC (link)
“You have quite a lovely place,” Anabel commented, deciding that keeping it to herself wasn’t needed. She didn’t have anything bad to say. Though in reality she probably wouldn’t have kept it to herself if she did have something bad to say. But Delaney’s home was quite nice and it certainly suited her. It was good to see that she lived in a style that fit her.

“I think he’s been in need of being taught a lesson for a long time. I strive to attempt to teach him a lesson each day I work. When he isn’t avoiding me, that is.” It was quite amusing to her that more often than not he did avoid her. He’d tried hitting on her when she’d first started and her abrasive personality didn’t put him off for over a week until he learned she was like that all the time and it wasn’t just her playing hard to get.

She wondered how much it would take to get him fired? “He thinks that since he works there he is therefore allowed to look in any file he wants to no matter whether he was the attending Healer or not. There was one desk clerk who actually gave him the requested files, but she doesn’t work there any longer.” A few well placed tips about what was going on slipped to the correct heads had taken care of that little problem. And now for the most part the desk workers knew better. Or at least knew to not give out certain Healers files, such as Anabel’s. “If it did happen and you could bring up legal charges it would certainly be lovely to see his reaction. But here’s to hoping he never procreates. Some people just shouldn’t.” And the idea of him procreating was just sickening.

“Oh! The other potion I have you on. You aren’t having any reactions to it, right?” Rarely did any sort of reactions occur, but if they did they happened after the first dose. “You’d have noticed either increased sleeping or a severe decrease in sleeping that is more then just an over-stressed mind keeping you up. There is also a lack of appetite, which can be hard to know if you had one before you started, or a rash.” She wasn’t going to get into anything else. It would be nice if there were potions out that didn’t have any sort of side effects ever, but so far that was proving to be impossible.

(Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)


[info]delaneytwilfitt
2010-09-09 05:31 am UTC (link)
"I'll be on the lookout," Delaney vowed. "Even if I have to wait months, I'm going to nail that little bastard to the wall, and I'm going to like it. And you and I are going to toast to his downfall." She laughed, getting up to check on the dinner - the chicken was browned, so she added the veges and the stirfry sauce - and grabbed two wine glasses.

"Just because I can't drink wine, doesn't mean I can't be classy about my pumpkin juice," she quipped. She sat back down and poured them each a glass. "Here's to... the beginning of a beautiful business relationship," she toasted, raising her glass.

Returning to the subject at hand - namely, the cockroach, she narrowed her eyes again. "And if he comes near me again, I'm going to use my pregnancy hormones as an excuse for punching him in the nose." She blushed. "On that note... how does this test work?"

(Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)


[info]notyourfriend
2010-09-09 05:42 am UTC (link)
“Somehow I really don’t think it will take months.” Just because he had failed the first time didn’t mean he wouldn’t try again. Anabel knew that it took a lot to deter him and one little setback wouldn’t come close. He didn’t understand the idea of privacy. He also didn’t get that Anabel only shared her patient files if she needed to consult and it would take something quite drastic to make her share any files with him.

“Of course not.” And Anabel really couldn’t blame her for that. If she wasn’t able to really drink like Delaney wasn’t then she’d probably at least make her drink look nice and imagine it to be what she really wanted it to be. “Here here,” Anabel declared, raising her own glass to Delaney’s.

“You need an excuse, darling?” She was grinning in amusement at the other woman. “Though do try not to injure your hand on him even if it would be worth it. He’d probably say something flippant about love hurting or whatnot.” She was a little amazed that the question about the test hadn’t already come up right when she’d gotten there since Delaney had seemed a little excited about it. “It’s quite simply, just another diagnostic charm really. It’s just slightly more in-depth and so it might tingle a bit.”

She sat her glass of pumpkin juice down and drew her wand out, holding it in her lap casually. “Would you like to to administer it now?”

(Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)


[info]delaneytwilfitt
2010-09-10 02:02 am UTC (link)
"Possibly not, but I'm not about to devote all my time just to catching him doing something sleazy," she said. "If I did that, he might think I had some sort of romantic feelings for him, and we can't risk that can we?"

She laughed, and drained her class. "If it actually came down to it, it would be a swift knee to the tender parts. I wouldn't use my hand on him. What I might consider to be a punch might be, in his eyes, a love tap."

But she was now officially tired of thinking about that horrible little man. "It's not going to hurt is it?" she asked cautiously. Then she thought about it. However bad this hurt, labor was going to be worse. "Yes, let's do it now." Against her better judgement, a smile started spreading across her face.

(Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)


[info]notyourfriend
2010-09-12 09:47 pm UTC (link)
"He thinks every woman has romantic feelings for him," Anabel pointed out, grinning. "But it is best you spend as little time around him as possible. You don't need that kind of filth around your unborn child." He didn't need to be around born children either.

Anabel sipped at her drink and nodded, thinking over all the things she'd like to do to Brunnings. Of course each was much more painful than the last. "You're better than me for doling out physical punishment then. I think I'd have to stick to magic." Magic could be used to cause quite a bit of pain and then she wouldn't have to worry about touching him at all.

"It won't hurt, not in the least." She pulled her wand up, holding it out and in only a moment gave the proper wand movement to perform the test. She watched as the charm hit Delaney and came back with the resulting color. A smile spread a bit at the result and she told Delaney what she was expecting. "Congratulations!" Since Delaney planned on having the child it was best to remain positive for her.

(Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)


[info]delaneytwilfitt
2010-09-13 07:19 am UTC (link)
It had been a long, long time since Delaney had had a conversation like this, since she had had someone with which to make delightfully disparaging remarks about people she didn't like. Brunnings fell under that category, for sure - she'd met him once, and she'd despised him immediately.

And Anabel fell under the other category. Delaney couldn't remember the last time she'd met someone she connected with so immediately on a level like this - not romantic, not sexual, but two people who understood each other as intellectual and social equals.

Meeting Anabel had been a stroke of luck indeed.

Thinking this, she almost missed Anabel beginning to perform the charm, until the tingles hit her and she sucked in a breath. When the color became apparent, and Anabel confirmed the result, Delaney's smile grew wider. "Really?"

She hadn't known it until now, but of the two choices, this was what she thought she might prefer.

(Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)


[info]notyourfriend
2010-09-15 04:22 am UTC (link)
For Anabel getting to talk to Delaney like this was a stark reminder of how much time she spent alone. Of course a great deal of that was her own fault because she certainly didn’t go out of her way to be all that friendly with the people she worked with and Daphne always seemed so busy with either her husband or other things. She would have thought it was sad that she’d kept in touch with so few people, but then she reminded herself of the type of people she’d gone to school with.

So for Anabel she was finding that perhaps she’d have a new acquaintance in Delaney. In reality she’d label Delaney a friend though she’d never call her that out loud if she could avoid it. She found it was best to not call people a friend in case things didn’t work out. Of course she was only really lying to herself by saying she didn’t have friends and just acquaintances.

“Yes, really. The test is completely accurate and so you can prepare accordingly.” This would make things easier on the expectant Delaney. Now she’d know exactly how to decorate a room for the baby and what sort of clothing and toys to buy it. Anabel never really understood the idea of waiting to see what you were going to have. Things were much more efficient if you knew ahead of time what gender the baby was going to be.

Which of course made her think of the potential fathers. “Do you think the potential fathers will be happy with the gender of the baby?” And of course that made her think of the fact she should be receiving blood samples from Delaney soon to determine just who the father was of Baby Twilfitt. She could only hope that they didn’t get any absolutely crazy ideas in the next eight months.

(Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)


[info]delaneytwilfitt
2010-09-15 04:33 am UTC (link)
Knowing what she was having sent all sorts of thoughts through Delaney's mind, baby names and baby clothes and baby furniture and... wait a minute. She didn't know who the father was, had no idea if she would even end up raising her son, and so all this mental planning was very premature.

Still, it was exciting, even just thinking the words. "My son," she said out loud, experimentally. "My boy." A stupid grin spread over her face. Delaney Twilfitt, who hadn't even considered she might get pregnant, was well and truly enamored of the idea of keeping this baby, this little boy. Knowing he was a little boy made things just that much easier to picture.

Anabel's question brought her back to earth. "I honestly don't know," she laughed. "If he's Warrington's, well, the git is all over plans to marry me already, so I'm sure he would have been ecstatic no matter what. As for Flint... he's somewhat harder to read, but on the surface he's just as determined as Warrington to play a part in the baby's life, should it turn out to be his, of course."

(Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)


[info]notyourfriend
2010-09-15 04:58 am UTC (link)
It was a little strange to see Delaney seem so happy about her child. Anabel had to wonder if there was some biological imperative that made pregnant women act like that for the most part. She’d seen plenty of woman be told (as she’d gotten to do the telling) they were expecting and get angry only to come back and be progressively more happy and excited as the pregnancy proceeded. She guessed that perhaps it was nature’s way of protecting future progeny so that the world went on.

Still that didn’t mean that she wasn’t giving Delaney a queer look as she stood there grinning stupidly and talking about her son, her boy. Was she going to have to burst her bubble to bring her back into the hear and now? Because Anabel would do it so that she didn’t have to deal with such a sappy acting Delaney because it was just a little too weird for her.

But it seemed like she’d already broken it by bringing up the potential fathers. “Plans to marry you? Seriously? Did he even ask or did he just state?” Because she had a feeling it was the latter. “Honestly I’d think either of them would be pleased with a boy. The first born male to a pureblood family is typically named the heir and all that.” And she was certain that those two would have the same standards.

(Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)


[info]delaneytwilfitt
2010-09-15 05:08 am UTC (link)
Delaney had completely missed the look on Anabel's face, the look that would have clued her in on what a head case she was being right now. "It's stupid," she said, as if reading Anabel's mind, since the same things had been running through her head anyway. "I mean... I would be the last person I'd expect to be happy about something like this. And you saw how pissed I was when you told me I was pregnant, I just..." She shrugged. "The idea is totally growing on me."

Even thinking about Warrington's cack handed approach to the situation got her blood boiling again. "I should show you my journal," she said dryly. "I said I was pregnant, and that he was, at that stage, one of three finalists, and his immediate response was 'So, do you want a big reception or a small reception?' And I was like 'Whaaaaaat?'" She laughed. "So I told him off, told him he should try asking me if I wanted to marry him, and that the answer was no anyway, and he was all, no baby of mine is being born out of wedlock."

She hadn't understood that in the slightest. Oh, the part about not wanting the baby to be a bastard she understood, but she had seen enough of Caine's methods of handling these things to know that there was no way she wanted to be tied and under his thumb for the foreseeable future. "So I was all, BUT WE DON'T KNOW IF IT'S EVEN YOURS YET SLOW THE HELL DOWN. And it devolved from there."

(Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)


[info]notyourfriend
2010-09-15 05:19 am UTC (link)
To Anabel it didn’t matter if Delaney missed the look she’d been giving her. If she got too stupidly happy about it then Anabel would happily point that out. Having a baby was all well and good for those that wanted to have them, but Anabel didn’t have the patience or inclination to sit through listening to the person wax on about it for any length of time. “I think it’s the hormones. Nature’s way to make sure that a baby is wanted and taken care of. Nature should mind it’s own damn business.” Was that making her sound like too much of a bitch? “Not that you shouldn’t want your child, but some people should stick with not wanting it and doing something about it.” The world would have been better if some people hadn’t kept their child(ren), such as the Weasleys.

The journals were amazing inventions if they could just convince people to use them correctly. All personal messages should be warded as such, including someone spreading the good news of a marriage or whatnot. It didn’t take long to ward it to a few people or even a large group of people and it’d save everyone else from having to thumb through the entries they didn’t want to see to get to the ones they did. But that wasn’t a conversation for now and it wasn’t even a conversation really worth having since nothing would ever change. She could just be glad that Delaney and Daphne and the few others who mattered used them right.

“Did he really?” Some men really didn’t understand the idea of how to go about such things. Warrington’s reaction was most definitely wholly inappropriate and deserved a good dressing down and so Anabel completely approved of how Delaney handled it. “I can understand him not wanting the child to be born out of wedlock, but he should have realized that the mother, you, would have a say in it as well. He can’t expect you to bend to his will.”

Which of course was the real issue because most pureblood men would expect just that if they were raised in the old pureblood ways. It wasn’t like she hadn’t been told by her parents that she was expected to marry a proper pureblood young man young and basically become a brood mare until he got his heir. That was actually one of the few pureblood ideals that Anabel most certainly didn’t prescribe to. “How lovely. Well here is to hoping that he isn’t Warrington’s then just so you don’t have to continue with the entire idea of him trying to force marriage down your throat. He needs to obviously get with how things are now.”

(Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)


[info]delaneytwilfitt
2010-09-15 06:09 am UTC (link)
"Hormones," Delaney snickered. "Well, they're very different from the other "whore moans" people would accuse me of." She laughed merrily, pleased with her little joke. "You are, of course, right. Doesn't Nature understand by now that we've evolved enough not to need most of these silly biological imperatives? I mean really. We are not apes. Or worse, muggles."

Delaney's ire was rising, thinking about the exchange. "Yes, he really did," she said, beginning to fume. "And honestly, I'm not crazy about my son being born out of wedlock either, but at least I'm not charging around just assuming Flint or Warrington are going to marry me, simply because I got knocked up. As I said, we've evolved past all that nonsense, or most of it anyway. And in the time you've known me, you must have gained a picture of me in your head - do you really think I'm the kind of woman who would willingly kowtow to that kind of bollocks?"

Because she bloody well wasn't. Delaney was many things, a lot of them unsavory, a lot of them perceived as antisocial, but none of them was weak. She was an independent woman, always had been, and intended to be so for as long as possible. If need be, she could raise this baby herself and give him the best of everything, the best that a child could ever want. And, more to the point, she had no intention of repeating her own mother's attitude toward her young.

"I bloody well hope he isn't Warrington's," she said vehemently. "I mean, he shags like a dream, but he's clearly far too bossy and overbearing for my liking. If he had asked me nicely, after finding out the child was his, then I might have considered it, but for him to just act like I had no choice in the matter, that he had spoken and that was the end of it - I wanted to knee him in the knackers and ensure that he NEVER reproduced again."

(Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)


[info]notyourfriend
2010-09-15 06:30 am UTC (link)
Anabel quirked an amused eyebrow at Delaney’s little joke at her own expense. At least she wasn’t ashamed about it. She’d certainly never heard of Delaney’s ways from anyone before, but that could be simply because she didn’t talk with others often and probably would have cut them off if they wanted to gossip about people sleeping with one another. “It would be nice if nature would at least cut out the biological imperatives of the muggles at the very least if it insists on leaving them in us. At least that way perhaps there would be fewer of them.”

Should she perhaps steer the conversation to something else? Probably. But she wasn’t going to because honestly it amused her to hear. It was amazing the way some people still thought. She was beginning to think that perhaps the pureblood way of looking at things should be rewrote. Oh she certainly agreed with a great deal of it, but this was a large part of it she didn’t. “I’m sure Warrington has simply had it drilled in his head since he was young that he had to do the “right thing” by any woman he got pregnant and just went about it very much in the wrong way.” Which a lot of men seemed to do. “But no, I definitely don’t think you’d be the type who’d willingly do that. And if Warrington stopped to think about it then I’m sure he would have realized that as well and not even bothered bringing it up. Or rather not that way,” she amended after a moment.

It was nice to be around someone else who verbalized exactly what they thought about something. It was certainly harder to hurt the feelings of someone else like that and so Anabel probably wouldn’t have to worry about holding her tongue (not that she ever really did anyway). “Well we’ll know soon enough I’m sure one way or another. Though I do have to say that if it is Warrington’s you’ll simply have to lay down the law and tell him to deal with it. If he wants some meek little bride then he needs to look for a truly brainwashed pureblood woman.”

Which was turning out to be neither Delaney or Anabel. She’d shot down plenty of suitors and matches set up by her parents who’d tried to foist her off. Some thinking was completely outdated and evidently Warrington fell in that category. Bully to him then, not that Anabel planned on dealing with him any time soon.

(Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)


[info]delaneytwilfitt
2010-09-15 07:25 am UTC (link)
"Ugh, yes. Muggles should be sterilized at birth. That way we wouldn't have to deal with mudbloods," Delaney flinched a little, "and the assorted filth they associate with, like the Weasleys."

She scowled. "I don't give a flying toss how he was brought up, I am not some problem he can sweep under the rug by marrying me. But then again, I'm not convinced he ever stops to think about anything. At any rate, he can forget it. Even if the baby is his, I'm not marrying him."

She poured another glass of pumpkin juice, and stood, getting the food and serving it onto two plates. "Dinner is served," she said brightly, lifting her glass to toast. "To new friends," she said."

(Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)


[info]notyourfriend
2010-09-20 06:49 pm UTC (link)
Anabel wondered exactly what in Delaney's statement had caused her to flinch, but put it off to something to do with the pregnancy. The nausea potions weren't fool proof. There was a chance that she'd felt a bit sick for a moment and that had caused the reaction. And if not, well, Anabel didn't want to think on it too much.

"A lot of people would, is all that I'm saying," Anabel replied, giving a small shrug. She knew that most of their generations parents would most certainly care a great deal. But Anabel didn't really give a toss what any of them thought. If Delaney didn't want to marry him then that was her choice. "It's not as though he can truly force the issue." Which gave her pause because she guessed he could, but she hoped he wouldn't though. It would be foolish to marry someone like that.

She took a deep breath in and smiled. "It smells wonderful." Of course that could be because it was hot food that she didn't have to put off forever before she could eat it. She lifted her own glass to Delaney's. "To a bright future."

(Reply to this) (Parent)



Home | Site Map | Manage Account | TOS | Privacy | Support | FAQs