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Stacey Rivera ([info]pinkyink) wrote in [info]finnigans_rpg,
@ 2015-01-21 17:47:00

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Entry tags:character: gregory goyle, character: stacey rivers

RP: An introduction of sorts
Who: Greg and Stacey
What: First meeting
Where: Monument Park
When: Wednesday, January 21 2005
Rating: TBD but probably SFW

As much as she had complained about the cold weather, Stacey really was actually somewhat relieved to actually experience the change in temperature, if only for the significance of actually being back home where she belonged. After spending a couple of hours at the parlor, assuring herself that her business was still perfectly fine, she bundled up in layers of winter clothes and headed out to the park with a sketchbook and a few pencils.

Settling herself on the ground - though out of the way of anyone who might be taking a stroll - she started doodling. It was nonsense at first and then a few pages of random objects - the bench to her left, the trail of a woman's scarf in the breeze, a few of the hibernating plants, before she began to actually concentrate, the entirety of Monument Alley from her current vantage point. It seemed almost narcissistic to draw just the front of her own store - though she kind of wanted to, and probably would in the future.

Having finished the outline of what she wanted, Stacey was just starting in on the more details pieces when a shadow fell over her page. "Take two steps to your left, you're blocking my light," she said without looking up, still piecing together the door of Finnigan's on the paper.



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[info]goyle_g
2015-02-04 06:20 pm UTC (link)
Rivers. The name meant nothing to him, which probably meant Stacey was halfblood or muggleborn or, at the very least, not the kind of pureblood Greg was used to. He was supposed to be fine with that now - which was strange after he'd been told muggleborns were good for nothing most of his life. His mum hadn't outright said that he was supposed to be nice to them, but he wasn't allowed to use the world mudblood or complain that the Ministry was too soft. So, where he once would have stopped walking with Stacey immediately, he just sort of shrugged.

"Pinky?" He caught the gesture out of the corner of his eye but wasn't quick enough to make the connection. It sounded like a stupid nickname to him. It didn't sound anything like her name. "Stacey's fine." The passed through the passage into Diagon Alley and Greg pointed in the direction of the baker's shop. "It's up there."

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