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Gwenog Jones (haveyoumet_) wrote in finnigans_rpg,
@ 2015-01-22 21:15:00

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character: gwenog jones, character: stacey rivers

RP: Quieter evening in theory
Who: Gwenog & Stacey Rivers
What: Drinking in the bar
Where: Finnigan's: The Common Room/Den
When: Thursday, 22nd January 2005
Rating: NSFW - Swearing

Thursday was usually Gwenog's night for going out if she didn't have a match the next day. And by out she usually means Queer night at Wingbeat, but as much as she definitely didn't have a match the following day she wasn't feeling the need to go out and dance either. But she didn't fancy hanging around the house. She'd done plenty of that over the season break, and training, and dancing, and planning potential strategies for the matches that were coming up next.

So instead of the club she'd slung on more comfortable clothes and come down to Finnigan's. She was hoping that since there were no matches she'd be able to find a quiet spot to nurse a drink or three. She was standing against the bar waiting for the large scotch and a beer she'd just ordered to arrive, and was scanning the room.

She knew there was a Chess club on that evening, but she had no idea if it had already finished or not. There were a few people in the bar anyway. She was just wondering if The Den was free.

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pinkyink
2015-01-25 03:57 pm UTC (link)

After another day of reacquainting herself with her shop and yet more reassurances that everything was fine - which was lie, her office was a mess - Stacey had made her way next door to Finnigan's. Her extended absence had also included a lack of good drinks, and was practically dancing with her excitement, a definite spring her step as she made her way to the bar.

Leaning against it as she ordered a Guinness with a grin, Stacey didn't bother holding back a happy sigh as she took her first sip, and said, mostly to herself, "Oh thank fucking god, that is the best beer I may have ever had."

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haveyoumet_
2015-01-25 05:13 pm UTC (link)

Gwenog heard the exclamation of relief and smiled at the woman, raising her own pint which had just been set down. "Iechyd da," she said. "Because I know that feeling." She took a sip of her own pint and smiled. The woman was attractive, what harm could a little flirting do?

"Nice ink," she said, spotting the tattoos across her knuckles. She always appreciated tattoos. She'd not especially wanted to add to the two of her own as yet, but it was always good to see what others had decided to add to their bodies.

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pinkyink
2015-01-25 05:24 pm UTC (link)

Glancing over at the woman next to her, Stacey offered her a grin as she raised her own glass, semi-saluting her. "I've been stuck drinking nothing but Corona for months, so this is more than wonderful," she said, taking another sip."I'm convinced its impossible to get actual good beer on the other side of the Atlantic."

"Thanks," she said with a laugh, and then added, "though if you're just saying that for something to say, and aren't interested in actually talking about tattoos, I should warn you to stop me now. Once I start, I can go for hours. Perks of owning a tattoo parlor."

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haveyoumet_
2015-01-25 05:51 pm UTC (link)

She screwed her nose up at the idea of being stuck drinking poor quality beer. "Shit, that fucking sucks. I can be even more of a bitch if I have to put up with shitty booze. US? Canada? I've been to both but not much, so I've not had much chance to find out." She'd visited Cai and his family since they'd moved there, and been to visit JoJo on tour, but neither of them were long visits. Her only longer visit was as part of a Quidditch tour, but that had meant that she couldn't drink a lot.

Gwenog grinned and shook her head. "Nah, I've got some ink of my own, it's a fun topic. Possibly not as interesting for me as a pro, but I like ink!" she said, relaxing against the bar in relaxed sprawl that would have made her old ballet teachers cringe.

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pinkyink
2015-01-25 06:33 pm UTC (link)

Stacey shook her head, swallowing before answering, "Puerto Rico, actually. Visiting family." She barely resisted rolling her eyes, because she was still convinced that her parents had to have been touched in the head or something heading over without any plans for when or how to get home. "The lack of good beer was only part of the issue with that trip."

"Really?!" Stacey asked at the mention of the other woman's own tattoos. "I've got nine at last count, though some are more obvious than others," she added, pulling her hair to the left side of her head to show off the two pieces on her neck and behind her ear. "Do you have magical or Muggle ink? I do both, so I'm always curious which route people go when they have the option."

Turning back to face the woman, it occurred to her that she'd yet to introduce herself. "I'm Stacey, by the way. Sometimes I forget social niceties, especially when there's tattoos involved," she offered, grinning again.

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haveyoumet_
2015-01-25 07:09 pm UTC (link)

Even though Gwenog considered herself fairly close to her family she could understand that visiting them wasn't always sunshine and roses. "Family can be trying," she agreed. That was certainly true.

"Oh, I like!" she said, ducking slightly closer to examine the proffered tattoos. "I just have two myself. One muggle, one magical. Neither of them is something I should really be flashing in the middle of the pub. At least not with what I've got on," she said, tempted to show the easiest-to-access bit of the dragon on her stomach regardless of propriety.

"Gwenog Jones," she offered. She didn't have to introduce herself too often, although not everyone followed Quidditch, or gossip for that matter. "I don't give much of a fuck for social niceties at any time, but names are handy." It's useful to know what you're meant to be screaming when you're in bed.

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pinkyink
2015-01-27 02:14 am UTC (link)

"Trying not to pull my hair out, yes," Stacey agreed, but she was still smiling as she said it.

"Thank you," she said, letting her hair fall back across her neck again. "And I know what you mean, I've got two on my ribs and back that hardly anyone sees because it's a little difficult to find a way to show them off."

Stacey snapped her fingers at the introduction, saying excitedly, "I know that name! You play for the Harpies, right?" She wasn't a huge Quidditch fan, didn't follow the sport at all, but after enough time and exposure, some things started to stick.

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haveyoumet_
2015-01-27 07:58 pm UTC (link)

Gwenog grinned. "Oh, I can show one of mine off in better weather, its on my shoulder blade," she explained, tapping her left shoulder with the opposite hand. "Not the easiest to get out from under layers without flashing everyone. I mean, not that I give a fuck, but it tends to not be the best plan in public."

She smirked, at least that took care of the 'what do you do?' questions. Plus she was proud of her career. "Yep, one and only. Girl fucking power!" She laughed at herself. She really was proud of being on a women-only team, and not just because she liked women, it was just another way she could prove her herself worthy to be part of this world she hadn't grown up in. That had tried to reject her almost as soon as she had joined it.

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pinkyink
2015-01-29 01:39 pm UTC (link)

Laughing, Stacey replied, "Yes, I'm pretty sure that public nudity is frowned upon. Not too mention that it's a little cold to be going around with that much skin exposed." Pausing to take another sip of her beer, she continued, "But I know what you mean. In the summer at least, the one on my calf is visible most of the time since I can get away with wearing shorts."

"That is brilliant! I really think it's awesome that you all get to compete and the sport isn't completely gender-biased." Though she'd never followed Quidditch, it might be time to start, expanding her sports-enthusiasm from just the Muggle ones. "When is your next game? I'll try and come by to listen, if I can get away from the parlor."

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haveyoumet_
2015-01-29 03:00 pm UTC (link)

Gwenog grinned into her glass as she sipped her pint. "My publicity team tend to be pretty pissed off when I get naked at random. I mean I do it anyway, but I do attempt to make it not quite so public," she said. She would happily go around in pretty much no clothing whatever the weather if it was warm enough and people would care less, but as Stacey said, it tended to be frowned upon. "My other is across my belly and hip," she said. "Welsh Green. Seemed appropriate." She tapped the tattoo and knew it was shooting flames across her stomach. Sometimes she thought it tickled, but she knew that was only a reaction in her mind.

"Not completely biased, no, but I'm a Slytherin, they weren't exactly friendly to women or muggleborns on their team and I'm both. Good beater holds their own though and I proved myself in the end," she said and smirked. "But the pro teams are generally better, and I love that there's a team which is women only. Our next game is the twenty-eighth of February against Wigtown."

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pinkyink
2015-02-04 12:53 am UTC (link)

Not bothering to hold in her laughter, Stacey said, "No, I can't imagine they would approve of that!" Her eyes tracked the movement of the other woman's hand, figuring that was the location of the tattoo in question, as she said, "Very nice. In color, I'm guessing?"

"Wow," Stacey acknowledged with a small nod of her head. "Well, I would say you've certainly proven yourself if even I know your name!" She grinned, committing the date to memory before responding, "I'm Muggleborn as well, though my fellow 'Puffs didn't seem to particularly care about that."

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haveyoumet_
2015-02-04 01:11 am UTC (link)

Gwenog smirked and nodded. "Yes, complete with shooting flames when I tap it," she said. "Goes with the fiery temper thing. Or so my team mates tell me."

"Oh, half the public knows my name for the wrong reasons," she said, unconcerned. "What they should know is I'm an avenging goddess on a fucking broom, they seem to care that I'm confident in my own body and don't take shit from anyone," she said, sucked down a huge gulp of her pint and hitched herself onto a stool. "Oh, and the fucking girls thing. Some of them get held up on that," she added with a sneer.

"As for for the muggleborn thing, I started at Hogwarts when Voldemort wasn't dead the first time. Not a fun time to be the black, muggleborn whose first language is Welsh. The black thing is way less of an issue this side of the Leaky, but muggleborns in the dungeons were a bit of a no-no. Good job I knew how to fight. Purebloods tend not to expect being kicked in the nads."

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