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Jemma Dorny (en_dorny) wrote in enigma_rpg,
@ 2009-02-12 20:47:00

Entry tags:

* complete, 2004-02, retired character: caleb warrington, retired character: jemma dorny

OWL: To Caleb
When: February 12, 2004
Who: Caleb, Jemma
Where: Sky
Private/Public: Private
Rating: undetermined
Summary: Jemma owls Caleb to find out what is going on about the sex party.

Jemma had spent a significant amount of her time these past few days drunk. The sober moments were plagued by hang over and only enticed her for just one more whiskey- which turned into four or five as though being inebriated would enlighten her to a higher state of thinking where suddenly her problems would make sense and she'd have the answer.

Once she considered Elven Brandy and the truth you were supposed to find at the bottom of the bottle. That hadn't worked out well for her the last time and decided not to waste another expensive bottle of liquor on her problems.

She told herself she had to stop and actually do some thinking- she wouldn't be able to put Caleb off forever. When she'd taken the hangover potions and had a signficantly greasy breakfast she was starting to feel a little better. That was when she saw the invitation to Draco's party. She'd already told him she would go but in light of her new marital status she didn't think it was really a wise idea. She played with the card a few moments and began to wonder if Caleb would be going... She doubted he would but then, if he went and she stayed she'd be furious...

There was really only one way to find out.

Turtle,

Do you have plans for Saturday?

Jemma

That question had worked last time, she just hoped it would be successful again.

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	en_warrington 2009-02-12 08:14 pm UTC (link)
	When Jem's owl arrived, Caleb was relieved that he'd remembered to respond to Draco already. It was an easier question to answer when he didn't have temptation like that hanging about. Highness Jem, No. Would you like to make some? Caleb (Reply to this) (Thread)

	en_dorny 2009-02-12 08:17 pm UTC (link)
	Jemma's stomach twisted in butterflies at the owl. She was biting her lip as she reread the parchment. There was nothing to be nervous about, she reminded herself. It was just- normal- a... date. With Caleb. Jemma didn't know butterflies knew how to multiply so quickly. Caleb, What did you have in mind? Jemma (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	en_warrington 2009-02-12 08:29 pm UTC (link)
	His smile at the return owl drew weird looks from his co-workers. He ignored them with lofty indifference. Jem, Dinner at the Heights. Taking Tornado and that uppity mare of yours for a run. What do you think? Caleb (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	en_dorny 2009-02-12 08:32 pm UTC (link)
	Jemma was going to bite a hole in her lip any moment now, she knew it. Cale, No strings? ~~It sounds sort of perfect.~~ It sounds great. Jemma (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	en_warrington 2009-02-12 08:43 pm UTC (link)
	Jem, No strings from me. Mimsy's making noises about baking enough biscuits to feed Greater London. I'll see you Saturday. Caleb (Reply to this) (Parent)