Miles T. Bletchley (ng_miles) wrote in beyond_dark, @ 2008-02-09 06:01:00 |
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Entry tags: | * february 2006, - complete, daphne bletchley (greengrass), miles bletchley |
RP: Pass the fire-vodka and let's forget about this week
Date: 8 February 2006
Characters: Miles, Daphne
Location: Hogsmeade, Russia
Private/Public: Private
Rating: adult
Warnings: excessive alcohol consumption and bad judgements
Summary: Miles just wants to forget the week that was, and just get away with Daphne.
Miles was still fuming. He didn't want to think about the last couple of days, or give anyone a chance to ask a single bloody question. The look on his face was murderous. He could tell Millicent was going to give him a serve, but he threw her a look that must have made her think that he was channelling his brother, because she backed down and didn't open her mouth.
He was fed up with this town, with its stupid aurors and with the damn fact that he seemed to be the first suspect in every murder in town.
But as he told Liam, that was now in the past. He just wanted to get away for the weekend with Daphne and forget about it all. Truly put it behind him.
The boy had been somewhat clingy when he came home through the door, and he had been glad that Liam was safe and well. He explained he was going to have to go away again, and that he would definitely be coming back, so not to fret or worry. Miles would promise to send him a letter every day, and bring him a present. Liam seemed somewhat appeased by this idea, and by the fact he got to play with Nigel every day.
But now Miles' bag was packed, and he had the portkey ready to go. The cabin at the base of the Caucasus Mountains just out of Sochi, along the Black Sea, seemed like the perfect place to literally escape to.
He couldn't wait to get away for a couple of days, and hopefully with Daphne's help, forget about everything for a while.