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Hyperion Montgomery ([info]adaurorble) wrote in [info]finnigans_rpg,
@ 2014-10-23 20:44:00

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Entry tags:character: hyperion montgomery, character: pandora montgomery

RP: G-L-A-M-O-R-O-U-S
Who: Hyperion and Pandora (Glamoured)

What: Hyperion picking up a jewellery box for Susan

Where: Inside and Out, Monument Alley

When: Thursday, 23rd of October, Afternoon

Rating: NSFW for Language. They're Scottish okay.

Hyperion muttered to himself irritably as he strode down Monument Alley, his long legs kicking out in front of himself. Susan bloody Bones and her perfectly reasonable requests and sweet smiles always inevitably led to him doing something he didn't want to do: like giving a deposition to the Council of Magical Law, or going into a room filled with yodelling cultists first, or going to his Aunt's charms shop to pick up a bloody jewellery box when there was a chance that he could run into his bloody sister - something neither of them particularly wanted. Sighing, he stopped and looked at the shop for a moment, still trying to decide whether Susan's well known penchant for meddling was at play here. "You're a fucking Auror, Hyperion," he muttered to himself with great irritation and walked through the door.

"Hello," he called in a polite but persistent voice. "Is anyone here? Aunt Medea maybe?"



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[info]pandacharms
2014-10-28 09:23 pm UTC (link)
"Most people do, yes," she agreed quietly. She wished he would give her a second chance, but she honestly didn't expect it after so many years at this point. There was no use getting her hopes up. They probably would always be up, just a bit, and thus always hurt a bit as well. But she was used to pain, and someday her family cutting her off would probably cease to hurt as much.

Her lips quirked faintly. "She is quite the taskmaster," she said, though it was an understatement. Though Medea had never been her favorite aunt, she'd gotten quite petty and mean with Pandora since she'd started working for the shop. Her duty, Medea said. Dora, not wanting ot give up her remaining family, suffered it quietly.

"Cha! Pretty," Dora said, taking it and bringing it closer to look at. It really was. Not for the first time, she did give Muggles that -- they did make some nice stuff along with some of the crap she'd seen. "That'll save a trip, yes." She was relieved, in part; it wasn't that she disliked muggles or the muggle world, except on occasional reflex, but she felt incredibly uncomfortable out there, especially with hiding her magic, which she used like she breathed and had never had to suppress before. She raised a brow and looked at him over the watch. "Irritates her, huh?" So maybe everything wasn't perfect back home. Well, Phillip had said as much a few times, though it was hard to believe when you yourself were miserable all alone.

Dora dropped the money into the money box under the counter, pulling out some change and completing the transaction matter-of-factly. She wondered if he'd come in again, after everything was complete. Probably not. She wanted to make this linger even further, but knew it would be stretching it. She looked at him warily as he spoke her name, prepared to have everything go bad all the sudden. His words instead made her freeze where she stood, something that rarely ever happened to her.

She looked at the chess piece as if it were a snake preparing to bite her. She wasn't that fond of snakes these days, despite her house -- Nagini did that to a fair amount of people. Her eyes darted back to him and then to the piece again, and she wondered what game he was playing, giving her this. Shocked, to be honest, that he still had this, and on him, after so many years. Maybe he still did care, at least a little. Her hand darted out and she grabbed it, fingers curling around it tightly like she thought he might take it from her again. The speed hid the fact that her hand was trembling slightly. "I'd be happy to," she said as evenly as she could manage. "I'm sure she'll be pleased to hear it."

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