Walden Ian Macnair (bringerofdeath) wrote in changedrpg, @ 2011-12-19 21:37:00 |
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Entry tags: | !date: 1997 - december, blaise zabini, walden macnair |
Who: Walden Macnair and Blaise Zabini
When: December 18th, evening, backdated
Where: The Malfoy party
What: A talk of sorts
Status/Rating: Closed/PG maybe
Walden lingered about sipping his drink almost bored in fashion. Parties were okay occasionally, but he wasn't in much of the holiday mood. He wanted to do something fun, dangerous. It was just an urge that had been itching and gnawing at him for a while. Still, it was not a complete loss. He could still do some stuff while he was out and being social and on his best behavior.
"Don't I know you, kind of?" Walden asked Blaise as he walked up on the boy. He looked familiar and he was fairly certain he did but he wanted to come across as laid back and unassuming. There were a lot of questions to ask and they needed a place to start. "Nice party, huh?" No one ever said Walden was good at making small talk. Instead he usually preferred to just get to the point but that didn't always work. There was a way to ease his way into what he wanted to find out. Someone had to find out where the younger generation stood on issues. They always needed more people for their ranks even if it was just for busy work and minor things they couldn't be bothered with.
"Glad to be away from that school?" Walden said with a wrinkle of his nose. It was a neutral but good place to start a conversation if you wanted to learn someone's political view points. It would seem that a simple thing like Hogwarts wouldn't, but it did. Some people loved the current headmaster others didn't and they tended to be on opposite sides of the war. "I always liked when break time came around." He said lamely leaving the conversation there to begin with. It was enough of an icebreaker.