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Asher Bradley (en_bradley) wrote in enigma_rpg,
@ 2009-03-25 03:09:00

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* complete, 2004-03, character: asher bradley, character: charlie weasley

RP: A visit
When: 25th March, 2004
Who: Asher Bradley, Charlie Weasley
Where: Charlie's place
Private/Public: Private
Rating: Who knows.
Summary: Asher visits Charlie at his place.

Asher had finally gone back to work, desk duty for a few days. He complained but deep down, where no one called him on it, he was a bit thankful. He still tired easily, and work was stressful--anxiety fluttered in his chest at times and instead of dealing with it by ignoring it, these days he found himself getting more anxious because it kept flashing him back to having that heart attack. It was ridiculous, he knew, but his mind was still finding its way to cope.

So he chose the one thing he knew wouldn't be very stressful--visiting Charlie. The other man was probably Asher's greatest friend. And, Asher might ahve started to admit it deep, deep down where no one would ever guess, he might have developed something of a crush on the other man. That was one thing he could ignore; at least he was comfortable enough with Charlie to mostly be himself, and he refused to think about something that could ruin the friendship that he treasured so dearly.

He aslo, admittedly, had a favor he wanted to ask the dragon keeper. It was rather personal, and he felt nervous and absurd about it, but he really thought it had to be done. But it wasn't his priority. He just waned to relax.

And Charlie had said he could visit at any time. And so, after a long day of work, Asher finally decided to take him up on it. He stopped at home only long enough to feed the animals and change into somethign a little more casual than his work robes, scoop the cat into his pocket, and apparate to where he knew Charlie's place to be. He knocked on the door, scuffing his feet slightly in the dirt, and rather hoped the redhead didn't have a date with Penny tonight.

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en_bradley
2009-04-05 07:07 am UTC (link)

He gulped as if afraid. If it was a real threat, he probably would be. Hell, as a fake threat, it was pretty damned good. "They would, wouldn't they," he mused aloud. Of course, he knew Charlie wouldn't do that, but those two would. "Maybe, someday. If we went somewhere no one who knew me would be."

"Very true," Asher said. "Though still sad." At least some good could come from a death.

"Mmm," he said, kindly not agreeing out loud. "She tried to help." And she had--in precisely the wrong way. Gods, he kind of hoped Charlie never met his mother when he was around--because he became, he rather thought, a complete freak when it came to trying to speak when he was around her.

"I'm sensing a challenge here," Asher said, corner of his mouth quirking up and trying to avoid the thought of kissing Charlie. Bad thoughts. He's straight, he reminded himself. Like you should be. "Because I'm sure I could do it... given enough time," he teased. "I didn't make it through adolescence with a girl as a bestmate without learning a hell of a lot." Truth be told, Esme had made him find things out for her and teach her. Thus the fluttering eyelashes and the makeup.

Asher felt like he was melting, quite delightfully, into a little puddle of relaxation. He murmured something along the lines of 'you have no idea how good this feels' as they talked. "Mmm, same here," he said. "That and dangerous job and no social network. My own home, though." Which, admittedly, had been bought with the long view of an eventual family. "'course, considering my abysmal track record with relationships, I'm doomed."

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en_charlie
2009-04-05 03:37 pm UTC (link)

Charlie chuckled. "Yes, they would and love every minute of it too." He raised an eyebrow. "You would?" he asked. "Because I know this great place in Paris, though the travel restrictions are a bitch at the moment."

Charlie heard the tone of Asher's answer. "I expected as much, mate." He wondered if he would be civil to the woman if they ever met.

He laughed. "Don't be so enthusiastic about it," he teased his friend. "Ah, dear Esme's influence comes to play here?" he asked. "I'm beginning to like her more and more. Perhaps a visit for Easter?"

Charlie nodded, even if Asher couldn't see him. "Too true there, mate. On all counts. Dangerous job, no stable relationships, the works."

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en_bradley
2009-04-05 03:56 pm UTC (link)

"They would, I'm sure." Those two were a hoot and a half--as uncomfortable as he was sometimes, they were ultimately harmless and never crossed the line into cruel. "Min you, you'd have to get the clothes for me as well." He chuckled.

"Shit. I'd forgotten about those for a moment." And here he'd actually wanted to take a vacation--trust him to choose the worst possible time to desire a vacation.

As much as he resented his mother at times, she was his mother. Part of him still loved her. It was just he got along better with her from a distance.

He jostled Charlie's knee and rolled his eyes, expression unseen. "Dear Esme's influence is almost always in play. She's a pervasive little thing." His tone was fond. "She'd love to meet you. Apparently she barely missed you visiting the dogs a couple of times when I was in the hospital. But I'd love for you two to meet." The two most important people in his life... yeah, that would be nice.

"Alas, we're doomed," he said, shaking his head slightly, but he didn't sound completely pessimistic. "We'll figure somethign out someday, I'm sure."

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en_charlie
2009-04-07 09:00 am UTC (link)

Charlie just laughed, since his friends were quite capable of executing his threat. "Just say the word, I know of plenty places to get such things."

He grimaced. "Its a serious pain in the ass those things. If I want to go to the Romanian reserve I'll have to use Muggle means, even if my trip is legit. And Britain has only so amny places one wants to go on holiday."

Charlie smiled. "I thought I saw someone else's presence in your place. I guessed it was her, but my schedule was slightly irregular and I nipped over when I had a moment." He grinned. "How about we do something at my place for Easter?"

He added his agreement. "Yeah, figure something out I'm sure. Let me know if you think of something," Charlie said.

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en_bradley
2009-04-07 08:21 pm UTC (link)

Plenty of places Asher hoped took owl orders, because gods knew he didn't want to have to go in and get something like that. He'd be red for a week.

"Good gods, that's so stupid," Asher said. "Like you would do anything wrong that didn't involve clubs and pubs." Why was it that not being able to leave the country made him want to leave even more than before?

"Which I'm grateful you did," he told him. Even with Esme to check on things, he was glad that Charlie had taken the time to check in--he knew the animals would like it, anyway. "That sounds great. I think she'll be fine with that." He'd ask, of course, and confirm. "Let me know what to bring with."

He hmmed thoughtful, feeling more relaxed now than he had in a long time. He made an amused sound. "Right now all I've got is totally implausible," he said. After all, they were almost less likely to give a kid to two men, even if they weren't in a gay relationship.

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en_charlie
2009-04-08 05:02 am UTC (link)

The expression on Asher's face was priceless and Charlie just snickered.

"I think its a move to prevent the death eaters to get allies from the continent, but it prevents those of us with allies over there to do the same. I did a lot of recruiting and stuff like that during the war and a lot of them are spread out over Europe and Russia." He grunted at the inconvenience and then grinned. "Granted, I met most of them in clubs and pubs, so I have reason to be extra annoyed."

He nodded. "No problem at all. And if Esme says yes, how about you bring something salad-like and if she has a dessert-y thing lying around it's good."

Charlie just grimaced and worked his way down Asher's back to massage the tense muscles down his spine. "Implausible... sounds like our lives."

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en_bradley
2009-04-08 04:21 pm UTC (link)

"Short circuits both sides of the divide," he muttered. Which ultimately was perilously close to cutting off one's nose to spite the face, but there was nothing he could do about it. He laughed, though, as Charlie went on. "Yes, no more official pleasure," he said and shook his head.

"Salad-y and dessert-y, got it," he said. He didn't think it would be too hard to convince Esme. She wanted to meet Charlie, had nagged him about it several times.

He made another almost-purr as the pain-pleasure of getting the knots worked out of the muscles nearest his spine. He just couldn't help it, it felt too good. He sighed in commiseration a moment later, though. "Amen to that," he murmured. "Some days I wonder if there really is nothing I can do to make life better."

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en_charlie
2009-04-10 05:57 am UTC (link)

Charlie joined the laughter. "Well, it was an effective way to cover the reason why we were meeting in the first place. Try and have a clandestine meeting out in the open where anybody can overhear what you're saying."

He smiled. "Easter Sunday acceptable for you? Late afternoon?" He was looking forward to meeting Asher's best friend from childhood. He had a feeling they would hit it off without trouble.

"You have an amazing repertoire of noises," he said mildly while working on a particularly tight knot in the muscles. "It's almost pornlike."

Charlie considered the idea for a moment. "Question is, what would be considered making life better? Just for you, or for humanity in general?"

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en_bradley
2009-04-11 07:16 am UTC (link)

"Yes, I totally buy that excuse," Asher said, managing a mix of sarcasm and gushing enthusiasm.

"That works wonderfully. Gets me out of having to go to my mother's, too," he said, his face schooled to innocence but his eyes dancing. Of course, he'd still have the visit either the day before or the day after, but hey, it was still great.

He snorted lightly. "Me, porn, right," he said with a slightly laugh. His cheeks flushd slightly pink, though. "You've just got amazing hands, so i-it's all your fault," he accused jokingly.

"Hmm. Depends." His head tilted slightly, able to see Charlie's face from the very corner of one eye. "Sometimes... I'm tired of making everyone else happy," he admitted guiltily. Asher was, on the whole, rather selfless. He tried to do the right thing--it was just a very lonely place to be, and sometimes he wondered why he bothered when so few people seemed to notice.

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en_charlie
2009-04-11 08:27 pm UTC (link)

Charlie grinned. "I thought you might buy that."

He smiled. "I live to serve," he said with a mocking little bow without stopping the massage. "I guess you're in it like me to make the family visit another day then?"

Charlie just chuckled at Asher's reaction. "I just call it as I hear it," he said innocently. "Of course I have amazing hands, one could say magical."

He listened as Asher spoke and leaned forward to give him an awkward hug due to the angle. "Mate, you're allowed to feel like that. Merlin knows I feel like that from time to time. Like you just want to hex the lot of them for looking at you with an arched brow or something."

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en_bradley
2009-04-12 06:57 am UTC (link)

He grinned though he doubted Charlie could see the expression. "Yes. The day after. More excuses to disappear early on a Monday," he said, not sounding terribly repentant about his attitude.

Asher muttered something under his breath about the obviously poor quality of Charlie's porn collection if he were comparing it to himself. He had a grin, though, and it covered any inadequacy in his life that he might be hiding. "Haha, very punny," he said.

It always made him feel pathetic, how good it felt when someone wrapped their arms around him. Even if it was awkward angles, it just felt good, and Asher leaned back into it, arms briefly covering Charlie's to squeeze and return it in the same fashion. "Feels like such a selfish wish," he said wistfully. "There are definitely some people I want to hex sometimes though." He bolstered himself again, using the memory of the hug to do so. "Like Zach Smith." There was mischief in his voice.

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