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Pansy Parkinson (en_pansy) wrote in enigma_rpg,
@ 2009-02-02 18:26:00

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* complete, 2004-02, character: kenneth towler, character: pansy parkinson

RP: I don't do cheap pick up lines
When: 2 February 2004
Who: Pansy Parkinson, Kenneth Towler
Where: the Cask and Cauldron in Diagon Alley
Private/Public: Private
Rating: Adult with NWS icons
Summary: Pansy is doing a little research and runs into a handsome man that she's been meaning to chat up....er...look up.

Pansy stepped into the Cask and Cauldron and took a moment to look around. She had been visiting various inns and bars along Diagon Alley, getting a feel for what was available. She had the idea that she might establish a business relationship of sorts with the places that met her standards...once the hotel was up and running, of course. And if she happened to get an idea that she could use in her hotel, all the better.

Mostly, she was getting ideas of what she absolutely would not tolerate. But that was good because she did intend to have a small bar in the hotel.

This place ranked up there with the Leaky Cauldron, Pansy decided with a slight curl to her lip. Maybe the word cauldron in the name was a sign. She would not be using it in any of the places in her hotel.

She was tempted to just leave, but in the interests of being thorough, she would stay for a bit. She moved to the bar to order a drink. She wondered if they could manage a Turquoise Blue. She'd be lucky if they had anything but beer and more beer.

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en_kenneth
2009-02-02 06:49 pm UTC (link)

Kenneth had just gotten off a shift and after being sent to follow up leads all around the country - they'd been running around like idiots since the Minister had announced the Azkaban leak - all he wanted was a drink.

Changing into civilian robes at the Ministry, he decided to stop off at one of the bars on the way home. He'd just walked in the door when he heard a familiar tone at the bar and he smiled when he saw Pansy Parkinson looking delectable as ever as she tried to explain what a Turquoise Blue was.

"Good evening, Gordon. Get this lady whatever she wishes even if you have to read a cocktail book and I'll have a pint of lager please," he said before turning to Pansy and lifting her hand to his lips to kiss it. "How are you, hedonist? I've not seen you in quite some time."

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en_pansy
2009-02-02 07:05 pm UTC (link)

'No, blue curacao. Surely you've heard of it. You do mix drinks, don't you?' Pansy said in frustration, her lip curled even more. 'Can you manage a champagne with Chambord?' The bartender looked at her blankly. 'Oh, nevermind!' she said, giving up. 'Get me a firevodka and pumpking juice on ice. You can manage that, can't you?'

She turned, rolling her eyes. At least the sight that greeted her was welcome. 'Kenneth!' she exclaimed, her eyes lighting up. 'How are you?'

He kissed her hand, and she gave him a pretty smile. 'Don't you look nice,' she told him in appreciation. She decided he could be wearing nothing but a towel and still look good.

He'd probably look better, in fact, she immediately thought.

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en_kenneth
2009-02-02 07:13 pm UTC (link)

"I'm well, chasing criminals up and down the country," he said, deciding that mentioning he was a Hit Wizard couldn't be a bad thing if Jemma and other women went weak at the knees when he said it. "And yourself? What have you been doing since I saw you last?"

Well, not quite saw her last. Last time he'd seen her it had been at Cornfoot's funeral and she'd been in Caleb's arms. That was a story worth asking Caleb about tomorrow he was sure.

"I do rather, don't I?" he replied, smirking. "I imagine we make a very pretty pair considering you look incredible. I'm sure every man in Diagon Alley's jealous of me right now for having your attention."

He passed her drink to her when Gordon came back and took a sip of his own lager afterwards. "So why on earth are you here? Didn't think this place would be quite your cup of tea."

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en_pansy
2009-02-02 07:37 pm UTC (link)

'Chasing criminals up and down the country????' Pansy repeated, her eyes widening. 'That sounds exciting! Are you an Auror or a Hit Wizard?' she asked curiously, her eyes shining.

'Me?' Pansy laughed. 'Not anything nearly as dangerous. Bought a building, hired a wizard to plan some renovations to it, worked on some business.' Chatted up a pretty witch that didn't go far enough...

Kenneth was as modest as she was, which was to say not at all. Didn't bother her in the least. If you had it, flaunt it. And Kenneth definitely had it.

'Why, thank you,' she said preening. She did love being appreciated. 'And they should be jealous!' she added with a grin.

Pansy took the drink tentatively, not sure she dared taste it. 'If this kills me, I'll expect you to bring him to justice,' she teased. She made a face and took a sip. It was a little weak, and both the firevodka and pumpkin juice were definitely subpar, but she could stand it if it was the best she could get. 'Alright, I'll live,' she decided.

'No, I'm doing a little research. I had hoped for it to be for ideas but it's been turning into what not to do, mostly,' she told him.

She let her eyes wander over Kenneth, and her smile grew more pronounced. 'Although if I'm going to run into you in some of these places, maybe I'll have to rethink avoiding them,' she said softly.

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en_kenneth
2009-02-02 07:45 pm UTC (link)

"A Hit Wizard," he told her with a smile, deciding that he rather liked her expression. "Our office has had so many reports in from people saying they've spotted Lestrange only for him to not be there by the time we arrive."

Kenneth tilted his head and watched her. "Now it might not be as dangerous but it sounds infinitely more interesting than a wild goose chase. What do you plan on doing with said building once it's completed?" he asked, curious to know more about what she'd been up to. Although he'd heard of Pansy Parkinson throughout the years, he couldn't say he knew her as much as her reputation.

"It won't kill you and if you want champagne, my flat's only around the corner and I'll be happy to supply you with that," he told her, his tone slightly suggestive. "I don't usually come to such places but they're handy on the way home. I don't look my best after a day like today although I don't seem to have scared you off so perhaps there's hope for me yet."

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en_pansy
2009-02-02 08:42 pm UTC (link)

If anything, her eyes got bigger. 'A Hit Wizard?' she repeated, impressed. 'I know someone who does that. It sounds fascinating, but of course, he won't tell me a thing about it. He's a very proper sort, I think. I bet he's a rule follower,' she added, the idea making her smile. 'That's sooooo not me!' she laughed.

Giving him a suggestive look, she added, 'I like naughty, myself....' And then she gave him a wink.

Her eyes shone as she said, 'I'm starting a hotel. In Diagon Alley, near the Alexander. Very hoity toity and very, very expensive,' she reported. 'Twelve rooms, eight smaller suites, and four larger ones. A small restaurant and bar, a few shops.' She sighed happily. 'And a spa!' She was very excited about that part.

'Really?' she said, tilting her head and looking up at him. 'I like champagne. She had to laugh. 'You'll do,' she smiled. 'Good enough to make me regret not running into you again on New Year's Eve,' she admitted.

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en_kenneth
2009-02-03 05:55 am UTC (link)

"Caleb by any chance?" he asked, guessing from the description. Proper was not the word he'd use to describe Caleb but then he'd known the man for years. He suspected Pansy didn't know about Caleb's approach to paperwork. "He's not exactly a rule follower in the office although I can see why he'd give that impression."

Kenneth smiled mischievously at her. "I'm rather fond of naughty myself," he answered.

"A hotel? I do hope I'll get the guided tour including the suites," he said, moving closer to her. "It sounds like a very good idea indeed. I'm sure it'll be very well-received."

He smiled at her. "I like champagne too so if you want to get out of here we can do," Kenneth felt slightly guilty about New Year's Eve although he was sure she'd found somebody to go home with. "I'm terribly sorry I abandoned you. Obviously it was a temporary bout of insanity."

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en_pansy
2009-02-03 11:38 am UTC (link)

'Well, thank Merlin!' Pansy exclaimed, laughing. 'He'd never get anything done, otherwise! There's being a proper gentleman, but honestly, you can take it too far. I wouldn't have thought, but you can!' she informed Kenneth. 'Naughty is ever so much more fun!' Her eyes twinkled at him as she gave him a smile she hoped sent shivers of delight through him. Although, that didn't seem to happen to men. She wondered why?

He stepped nearer, at least. Something was working. 'I'd be happy to show you around when it's done. I absolutely need to make sure that everything is comfortable and beautiful and does it's intended job.' Like the beds. She really should try them all out. That was very, very important.

She gave him a pleased smile in return. 'I'll let you make it up to me,' she informed him prettily. 'Maybe that night's loss will be this night's gain...' Well, no one had ever accused Pansy of modesty.

She turned to the bartender. 'Buy a better pumpkin juice, at least. It can't be that expensive!.

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en_kenneth
2009-02-03 12:02 pm UTC (link)

"And what's life without some fun?" Kenneth asked, reaching out to tuck a stray lock of her hair behind her ear. "He's a gentleman when it comes to women though from what I've heard."

Or he assumed so. After all, how any red-blooded male couldn't and wouldn't want to shag either Jemma or Pansy he didn't know.

"You'll have to let me know, sweetheart. I don't mind giving you my opinion," he said with a smile, imagining only too easily what the guided tour would include. "I'm sure it will be as beautiful and graceful as its owner."

Kenneth took the opening for what it was and leaned down to press a soft kiss to her lips. "Maybe it will," he murmured, pulling back reluctantly. "I'd like it to."