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Susan Amelia Bones ([info]susanamybones) wrote in [info]finnigans_rpg,
@ 2014-08-26 10:03:00

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Entry tags:character: adrian pucey, character: susan bones, status: complete

RP: Lunch
Who: Susan and Adrian

What: Susan stops by Adrian's flat for potions and Thai food

Where: Monument Alley

When: Lunch time

Rating: SFW, but flirting?


Susan walked briskly up to Adrian's flat, glad that she'd taken the time that morning to dress nicely for the occasion - even if doing so had earned her a quirked eyebrow and a sarcastic comment from Harry and some of the other aurors at the office, not to mention a comment from a drunk patron exiting Finnigan's that very nearly earned him an extended stay in St Mungo's. Adrian always dressed nicely, and while her finely tuned Hufflepuff sensibilities told her that she needn't worry about such things, she couldn't quite bring herself to turn up for lunch with such an interesting person wearing an outfit that essentially screamed 'I am here to end you.'

Shaking her head slightly, she plastered on a smile and knocked on the door.



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[info]adipucey
2014-09-06 10:39 pm UTC (link)
"Oh, you're tolerable," he answered with a smile. "And for your information, Miss Blacken-White happens to have certain not-entirely-public talents," like her incredible rack, even if the rest of her was less than desirable.

"Ten foot stares," he repeated, smiling brightly. He nodded along with the rest of her description, love the sound of the words in her voice.

"And my hands can do a lot," when she asked if he wanted something, he moved in a bit further, "Nothing that I haven't already got, but it's always nice to have more," he was practically behind her now, having reached around her for the dish. He spoke low, his mouth just behind her ear. "What more could you want in this world, Susan?" His voice was light but his tone still low.

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[info]susanamybones
2014-09-07 02:29 am UTC (link)
"Oh thank Helga I'm tolerable," Susan replied glibly. "I'd so hate to be intolerable." She rolled her eyes and looked at him with a vast sense of amusement. "Let me guess, the fact that she has boobs that can be used as emergency floatation devices in the event of an plane crash helped you gloss over her complete and utter lack of a cement personality?" She felt a bit catty, Olympia wasn't so bad really, but her tendency to send out mass memos when she couldn't spell a word was slightly terrifying and highly irritating in equal measures.

"Yes," she said primly, delicately dabbing at the corners of her mouth with a napkin. "Ten foot stares."

Instead of answering his rather brazen questions, she stood up, pulled his face down to hers, and kissed him. "That would be a nice start," she said, breaking away and smiling.

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[info]adipucey
2014-09-09 03:34 pm UTC (link)
When she kissed him and then stopped for a moment, smiling, he stepped back and stood more straightly, wrapping an arm around her, "A nice start, yeah?" He asked before swooping in for another kiss, lightly teasing her bottom lip.

She had fantastic lips, and he took his time enjoying them before stepping back once more. "You should really come over for lunch more often," He chuckled with a smile before grabbing the noodles he'd originally rounded her for and kipping back to his stool. Digging back into his lunch, he looked her up and down, "Yeah, you really should," he gave her a smile (fork mid-air) that would've melted the coldest woman's heart.

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