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Genie de la Lune (wolfinboots) wrote in finnigans_rpg,
@ 2014-11-08 03:29:00

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character: dennis creevey, character: genie de la lune, status: complete

RP: In need of nourishment
Who: Genie and OPEN

What: in which there must be food, and lots of it, preferably rare meat

Where: Finnegan’s

When: Saturday evening

Rating: SFW for now

Genie drug herself back to the Alleys as soon as Brighid got up to take over caring for Violet. It wasn’t that she wanted to get away, precisely; she felt more at home with her packmates than she did with anyone else. But she did want some food that definitely wasn’t in the house yet. Alexander hadn’t exactly had a chance to do the shopping while they were running around during the moon, and none of them really had before, especially not the levels of food they normally required with their metabolisms.

Alexander had driven them to and from their running grounds, and Brighid and Devon had first rights to sleep in. Gally always fell asleep no matter what, and Talia had watched Violet last month. So Genie had watched the baby, who cried and whined because the change hurt so badly and she was much too little to understand, let alone have some of the medication the older members took. So Genie had spent the morning and much of the afternoon with the little girl on her chest or walking around with her. Now that others were up, they would watch her and some would get food, but she was starving now and so it wouldn’t wait, even for the much needed sleep.

She’d done only cursory make up, not nearly her usual standards though she still looked nice, if rather tired. Some might mistake it for being hung-over; sometimes after the moon it certainly felt like it. She felt it in her joints, her bones, her tendons, everywhere. She hurt. Everywhere. It made the corners of her eyes and mouth a bit tight, but she’d already taken the allowable dose of pain killer she’d brewed before the moon. Sleep and a day or two would make everything right, but for now she felt twisted and stretched in impossible ways, and possibly lagging from the Wolfsbane, which hadn’t been up to her usual snuff, possibly due to old ingredients.

She found a table off to the side in Finnegans and immediately ordered several things off the menu, including some nicely rare meat that the wolf still craved despite hunting this week. She got an odd look for the quantity, but she ignored it with the ease of practice. “Rare, remember,” she said again, impressing it specifically so it would be that way. Once the order was off, she leaned back in her chair and felt her hunger war with her exhaustion, and she yawned, covering it with her hand belatedly.

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Re: Dennis and Genie and Open

wolfinboots
2014-11-29 04:00 am UTC (link)

"Well, a girl does rather like a bit of smiting when people are idiots, but it doesn't have to be permanent," she said dryly and laughed. She understood his point of view on violence, but a certain amount of physicality was a part of her life that might not seem normal to a pacifist, even if it was a consensual sort -- and she didn't mean sex. "Thanks. The war... yeah. Fucked up a lot of things." She missed her family, she did, though she had mourned a lot for them over the years, especially in not knowing.

She snorted softly. "I don't think it's that much harder, but Devon made me practice forever before he'd bring me in for my license. And you can't splinch yourself doing it, so there's always that." Her eyebrows raised and a smirk graced her features. "Oooh, baby, mmmm," she said and waggled her eyebrows at him. "Only if your friend is as cute as you are." Not that looks were prime in her choices, usually, but it made teasing him so fun. "Because you go fast, and it's fun, and yeah."

Genie raised her eyebrows. "Pink? Really? And it's not against dress code?" she said.

She laughed. "Oh yes. I think that's sort of true of the view of the US government in the Muggle world as well, sadly. I don't know how true it is, but governments will be governments." She regarded him intensely but sought to hide that intensity, seemingly paying attention to her food as well as to him. "Well, they can't get too much worse than here," she said. "It's a shite hand to be dealt, especially since I've heard tell that the numbers are up since the war." She knew it for fact, but she'd die before revealing other weres she knew to be living peacefully to anyone who might do them harm.

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Re: Dennis and Genie and Open

dennisthebrave
2014-12-03 02:22 pm UTC (link)

Dennis rolled his eyes and snorted. "So what 'girls don't start fights but they can end them' is it," he asked, before wincing noticeably. "Ah, which given that you probably didn't grow up on Disney films and thus have never seen the Aristocats, I'm willing to bet that was just a very weird comment for you?" He lifted an eyebrow before shrugging and nodding. "I guess that's why they called it a war? Although it's a bit egotistical of us to call it the Wizarding War when it only affected Britain."

"Ah practice, the bane of the deeply lazy," he replied with a solemn shake of his head. "Still good on you for getting it." He lifted his eyebrows when she mentioned splinching, feeling oddly smug that he'd guessed why she was so resistant to the idea. His smugness was short lived however, replaced almost instantly with a mixture of amusement and exasperation. "Down girl," he said with a little laugh. "Someone needs to hose you down, or at least give you some alone time with a pulsating shower head." He paused and waggled his eyebrows, "Besides, no one's as cute as me. I'm the pinnacle of human cuteness."

He nodded lazily. "Yep, pastel pink. Apparently the teaching staff have given in to the onslaught of dyed hair brought on by the whole 'emo' craze, and then she walks in with pastel pink hair and it caused something of a stir."

"Yeah it definitely is," Dennis said sourly, slipping into a Muggle worldview for a moment. "Bush is a bloody scourge on the world." He shook his head slightly and lowered his eyes in embarrassment, so he missed her gaze for a moment, only catching the end of it. "It's absolute bollocks," he agreed with a huff of emotion. "I didn't know that about the numbers actually, but I'll make sure to try and put it in my piece. I've been given full control of the article so my views won't be censored which will be good."

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Re: Dennis and Genie and Open

wolfinboots
2014-12-03 11:21 pm UTC (link)

Genie grinned. "No, I totally have seen the Aristocats," she assured him. "Kick arse movie. And I love that line. Because we sure as hell can finish them, yes. If I had a tail right now I'd swish it just so to prove my point." She laughed softly. "Hm, true, though it did touch on some of the continent a bit as well." One of her pack was foreign, point to fact.

She leered playfully at him. "Rawr," she said, and laughed again. "I'll take someone hosing me down with a pulsating shower head. Too bad you're not offering." She pouted her lips at him, unable to help herself. He seemed to be amenable to teasing, though, so she didn't feel bad.

"Well, it's better than matte black," Genie agreed. "That's not always the attractive colour, especially with the tendency to pasty English skin." It was quite unfortunate sometimes, in fact.

"Warmonger," she said and nodded. She regarded his reactions carefully, drawing a slow breath in her nose and licking her lips, hoping to get a good scent reaction. This close after the moon she could get an especially in depth and accurate reading. She shrugged and tried to turn her attention at least superficially back to her food. "Not sure you'd be able to document it. Not like they'd get registered or anything." She cautioned herself to be careful. She'd not been here long enough to be discovered. "Hm, well, it's the Prophet. Are you really sure about that?" she said, more than a little cynically.

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Re: Dennis and Genie and Open

dennisthebrave
2014-12-04 02:09 pm UTC (link)

Dennis looked at her in shock for a moment before breaking out into a huge grin. "You have? That's amazing! I love the Aristocats, and the Emperor's New Groove, and Hercules, and the Lion King, and Aladdin, and the Little Mermaid, and the Sword in the Stone and..." he trailed off and blushed slightly. "I just really like Disney movies okay?" He sat back in his chair and gave her a strange smile. "Refugees in France and Belgium and Spain and a bit of resistance don't even approach the same level of destruction that happened here though, does it? It's not like any European ministries fell or became involved beyond pressuring the ICW to make a 'a 'strongly worded condemnation of blood terrorist ideologies' but I see your point."

He rolled his eyes at her again. "Definitely not, you lack a penis - I'm assuming - and you have those weird flesh pillows on your chest and you look like a girl, so definitely not piquing my interest at all." He stopped and grinned at her mischievously for a moment. "Now if you had a brother that'd be a completely different scenario."

"Ha, yeah I know exactly what you mean. The Creevey colouring wouldn't support black hair very well I don't think, but you know black hair and pasty skin seems to be what emo kids go for."

He sighed heavily and nodded. "Yeah, I'm not a were and the packs have no reasons to trust me when so many other Wizards have brought them nothing but pain," he said with a sigh of exasperation. "I wish I could have a conversation with someone about what it's like." He looked up at her and snorted. "The purge at the Prophet did a fairly good job at removing all the dead wood, sycophants, liars, and other assorted unsavoury characters, so yes I am."

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Re: Dennis and Genie and Open

wolfinboots
2014-12-05 01:52 am UTC (link)

"Halfblood," she said by way of explanation. "My grandparents on one side are Muggles. Besides, I've spent the last six years plus in the Muggle world." She grinned faintly. "So do I." She took a sip of water and cleared her throat, singing the first several lines of one of Ariel's songs from the Little Mermaid. "Look at this stuff, isn't it neat? Wouldn't you think my collection's complete? Wouldn't you think I'm the girl, The girl who has everything?" Her voice was lovely, if a little huskier than Ariel's, and she grinned over at him more broadly. "I can sing almost all the songs from the ones I've seen."

"Hey! My flesh pillows are awesome, I'll have you know," she told him primly. "They're also very comfy to rest the head upon, when they're not being kissed." She couldn't help it, she broke out into giggles for a moment. That was all that hid the way she felt gutted at the mention of a brother again, and she cast her eyes down and to the side. "I have housemates?" she offered, knowing she had no way of knowing what her brothers were even like these days.

"YEah well, I don't think pasty and English sallow are precise synonyms!"

She lifted a shoulder, still intent on him. "Perhaps if you work on earning their trust. It might take a while," she suggested mildly. "Hmm, if you say so. I'll have to read it more often than sporadically," she said.

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Re: Dennis and Genie and Open

dennisthebrave
2014-12-10 01:27 pm UTC (link)

Dennis grinned at her and clapped loudly, earning a few confused looks from nearby patrons, and one highly amused whoop from a token Muggle-born. "Well done," he said appreciatively.

He sigh gustily and wagged his finger at her. "No. Nein. Non. Iie. Flesh pillows are for those inclined." He snorted at her giggles, unaware of the turmoil his next comment caused her. "Well I'll just have to meet them, won't I?"

"Yes, because you're so sallow," he replied with a jocular point of his finger. "Still I see your point."

He nodded thoughtfully then took out his watch. "Merlin's Teeth, I'm sorry to do this but I totally have to rush," he said, jumping up quickly and putting a couple of galleons on the table. "Owl me though yes, or I'll owl you?" He turned and began to jog out before turning and grinning at her. "It was nice to meet you."

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