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Tweak says, "*Let's hear it for the Boy*"

Lavender Brown (en_lavender) wrote in enigma_rpg,
@ 2009-02-11 21:43:00

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* complete, 2004-02, character: lavender brown, character: richard summerby

RP: Baking, Not Stewing
When: February 11, 2004
Who: Lavender Brown, Richard Summerby
Where: Richard and Lavender's flat, Clink Street
Private/Public: Private
Rating: ~~All ages~~ Adult
Summary: Lavender and Richard take a chance to talk.

Lavender wasn't sure whether Rich was just busy at the office or if he was avoiding her. It was awkward and she'd known that it would be. Next month would be different, she told herself. Next month, she would be more settled and everything would just be easier. At least, she had to think positively because there was no point in being negative about it all.

As in times of stress, Lavender had resorted to baking. Baking, she reasoned, did less damage than reaching for a bottle of something alcoholic. Possibly she now had enough scones to last for the next month. There was also a tray of chocolate brownies that had just come out of the oven, but she was waiting to eat them, instead turning to cook herself some pasta for dinner.

Her saucepan of water was starting to boil when she felt the wards shift to welcome Richard. The longer she lived here the more she adjusted to the sensitivity of the spellwork, recognising him more easily than anyone else.

She moved to the edge of the kitchen area to see him come in through the door. Lavender bit her lip, offering him a small smile. "Hi. Busy day?"

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en_summerby
2009-02-11 04:23 pm UTC (link)

Richard had taken to arriving at Clink Street like he used to travel during the war. He mostly flew Lady Morticia these days to get about the wizarding world but he couldn't just fly into the back doors of the flat during daylight. He would fly as close as he could, as fast as he could then fully activate the braking charm and apparate into the foyer, counting on accuracy and the high ceiling to make it possible, and survivable...

Putting his broom over his shoulder, he walked into the flat, surprised to find Lavender in the kitchen and smell baking. "Um... hello..." He banished the Lady to her place on his broom rack and his flying leathers to his closet. "Um... no, not too busy, just longish; had to do some traveling - Spain today for a meeting, then up to Scotland to talk to a shipper." He stopped on the other side of the kitchen counter from Lavender, "Um, how have you been doing?"

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en_lavender
2009-02-11 04:33 pm UTC (link)

"Spain sounds nice. Probably a bit warmer there, I'm guessing."

Lavender gave a shrug. "I'm fine. Normal. Fine." Her lips twisted as she realised that she'd said 'fine' twice. That possibly wasn't so fine. "Been a bit worried." Lavender opened a cupboard to see what she had in the way of supplies and found some tagliatelle that had moved with her from the old flat. "You haven't been avoiding me, have you?"

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en_summerby
2009-02-11 04:57 pm UTC (link)

"Warmer, better weather," Richard nodded. "Didn't get to see much of it, though. Meetings all morning hammering out a contract then off to frigid Scotland in the afternoon."

He sighed when he heard Lavender repeating herself. "Yeah, fine? Um... not so much avoiding you as trying to avoid repeating a mistake and crowding you before you were ready to see me. Just... wasn't sure what to do since you hadn't said anything more to me. Didn't think you were wanting me to move out just yet - at least I didn't think so - just wanted to give you all the space you needed."

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en_lavender
2009-02-11 05:11 pm UTC (link)

"Frigid Scotland?" Lavender smiled. "I'll pretend I didn't hear that."

She frowned, opening the pasta and adding enough for her to the boiling water. Lavender reached for the timer, twisting it. "Oh. Yes. I... possibly I should have talked about it more before the other night." She sighed. "Generally, I'm mostly normal the day after, if a little tired and aching a bit."

Lavender raised her eyebrows. "Why would I ever, ever expect you to move out? Silly man." She smiled fondly, a little disbelieving.

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en_summerby
2009-02-11 05:23 pm UTC (link)

"Bloody frigid Scotland. Edinburgh with a north wind."

Richard shook his head, "And I shouldn't have assumed you'd just be comfortable with the way we Puffs tend to gather together around anyone in trouble or with a problem to share the load."

"I..." Richard took a deep breath, "I didn't know how badly I'd screwed up, and if you felt you were just stuck here with noplace to go, moving out and leaving you the flat would be the only right thing to do. Oh, I'd make sure it was taken care of, and all the bills paid, but I wouldn't force you to be around me; you ought to know that up front."

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en_lavender
2009-02-11 05:38 pm UTC (link)

And now disparaging words about Edinburgh? "Nope, still not hearing you," she teased.

Lavender found a spoon to give her pasta a stir. "I'm not social at the full moon," she confirmed quietly. "I was just adjusting to having you around, then Susan turned up and I freaked out." Turning to look at him, Lavender leant against the counter.

"I always have somewhere to go, however temporarily. My mum, for example, isn't completely cold-hearted." Lavender shook her head, amused as she made her way around to the other side of the counter. "You're ridiculous," she told him earnestly. "And sweet." Then, she gave him the hug she wished she could have given him the other night.

"I'm sorry I upset you," she said quietly. "That was never my intention."

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en_summerby
2009-02-11 05:55 pm UTC (link)

"We Puffs are pack animal," Richard told Lavender with a wry grin. "And I guess we both were thinking you'd just never had anybody who didn't care what you were like; who just wanted to be around you because you are you, and we care about you." He shrugged, "Never occurred to me a wolf wouldn't be social, never read anything different about werewolves, or saw anything different than that in the ones I did know on the Continent."

He sighed happily when Lavender came around and hugged him, "I got this place for you, for us, for all of us, of course I'd leave it to you if you wanted."

"We all upset each other by not talking things out first," he nodded. "Note to self; communicate better and pass the note around for everybody to read, no?"

	en_summerby 2009-02-13 01:59 am UTC (link)
	Richard wrapped his arm around Lavender when she curled up next to him. He felt Lavender react to his words. "Sorry," he said quietly. "My drug of choice is adrenaline. Those were exciting times. Sometimes, I think I miss them." He exhaled slowly. "Sometimes, I think I miss them too much. Its why I like to live on the edge so much." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)