July 11th, 2015


[info]oighre
[info]brightyoungprg

[info]oighre
[info]brightyoungprg

You do something to me...


[info]oighre
[info]brightyoungprg
Who: Charlus and Anaïs
What: After-dinner stroll along the shoreline
When: Saturday evening
Where: Eilean Donan castle, Scottish Highlands.
Warnings: Um....none yet?

Something that simply mystifies me... )

[info]thecoolprof
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[info]thecoolprof
[info]brightyoungprg

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[info]thecoolprof
[info]brightyoungprg
WHO: Osgar Blishwick & Skye Harrington
WHEN: 7pm, Friday evening
WHERE: Peverell Palace, then Herstmonceaux Hall
SUMMARY: Osgar asked Skye out for dinner. She accepted, but has no clue where she's going.
WARNINGS: None.
STATUS: Incomplete/Closed

It seemed odd, to arrange to meet at a place where Skye had been warned to stay away from unless unaccompanied. )

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[info]hellboundwolf
[info]brightyoungprg
Who: Giles and Open to anyone
What: Lunchtime
Where: Leaky Cauldron
When: Saturday, around 1pm
Status: Open/Incomplete
Warnings: None, I'd imagine.

Giles' breakfast had been utterly unexciting; the heel of a loaf of bread with the last of some hard cheese. He'd put off buying food, and he was regretting that choice now. He couldn't face the crowds for long but lunchtime at the Leaky Cauldron wasn't as horrific as some of the teashops on Diagon Alley itself.

Settling down in a table in the corner, Giles prayed for a quiet spell. He had a book held in one hand, thumb turning the pages as he ate one-handed, picking slowly at his meal.