Finnigan's RPG

First off, announcement in case people have a masquerade or something coming up for Samhain:

I'm stocked with twelve-hour glamours in various costume-type things, and am willing to make customized charms for a night as well. You might even talk me into charming your outfit for a cost.

Second -- much less important to everyone. I think I'm moving, to somewhere so much nicer, and I've been offered an apprenticeship of awesome. This time I don't have to pay for it, either. It'll fill up my time again but I don't plan on disappearing if I can help it this time. I don't make a very good hermit.

Third -- I needs must find nice dress robes. It's been a while.

I miss my girlfriend dreadfully.

I also miss my cubby.

And I'm doing the books tomorrow. This is not something I like doing at all. AT ALL.

Save me!!


[inky paw prints]


Bast the monster cat says hello, by the by.

So fucking close. Inches behind. INCHES!

[Carried to his office by her owl Aeolus, with instructions to wait for a response.]

Mr. Summerby,

I saw that, some time ago, you sent out a general call for an office manager in the Finnigan's journals. I was wondering if the position has yet been filled?

Sincerely,
Millicent Bulstrode
(signed)

Who: Penny and Percy
What: Paying up after a quidditch bet, catching up.
Where: Penny's house
When: Saturday, October 4th, evening
Rating: SFW

( The house was ready - it's owner was not )

Richard,

When would be good for us to get me set up in that flat? I look forward to starting study, and like you said, sooner better than later. Might as well start this week, right?

Thanks again for the opportunity. I appreciate it greatly.

Pandora

Who: Greg, Pansy and open to invited guests.
What: Housewarming - drinks, food, Slytherin socialising.
Where: Greg's flat above McHavelock's Wizarding Headgear
When: Saturday night (let's pretend I didn't forget and fall asleep yesterday)
Rating: SFW? I'll update if not.

( Get this party started on a Saturday night )

How the shit did the cat get at my dress robes? They're in a fucking protective bag.

I'm warding the wardrobe.

Warded to Romilda:

Be glad we did your room. Echo apparently likes scratching fine fabric. Now I have to buy new fucking dress robes fast.

End ward


In other news I am in need of additional staff for Wingbeat. We lost a staff member this week due to unforseen rampant homophobia. There's some flexibility in position depending on experience. Cloakroom, bar, reception (taking entrance fees), and general run around are all possibilities.

Hours from: Wednesday afternoon up to 3 hours (for deliveries and/or training)

Thursday - Sunday: 9pm - 4am approx.

I'm happy to negotiate working days and shift patterns to suit.

I was invited to the ball, and I don't get why. I hope it's not so people can make fun of me. I do have a really lovely neon green dress I'd like to wear. At least under my robes.

Also as Samhain approaches, reminder to keep all pets indoors at night because some people are cruel and think it's fun to mess with black cats and the like.

I'm glad the Catapults actually decided to play some Quidditch this weekend instead of just faffing around like they have been for the last few weeks. If they'd lost again, I'd've been proper tamping.

Delivered by owl on Sunday afternoon, accompanied by one blue cupcake.

Marcus,

I know you won't be happy about this week's match, but try not to be too upset. It was a close game and the Arrows are still second in the league.

Aunt Hecuba is having a friend over for afternoon tea today, so I'm helping her make some cakes to go with the sandwiches. Don't tell her, but I put one aside for you. I iced it myself and everything.

I was also wondering whether you'd been invited to my mother's ball?

Hope to see you soon,
Bryony

Who: Dora and Richard

What: Moving into the new flat

Where: Clink St.

When: around 3pm

Rating: SFW for now

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[Carried to The Bestiary by Aeolus, with instructions to wait for a response.]

Mr. Scamander,

I am moving to London in the near future, and as I have several pets in addition to my familiar, I anticipate using your shop on a regular basis. How might I go about opening an account with you, and what are the pertinent details? Will I be able to set up a bi-weekly or monthly pick-up? I would also like to know what your policy is on special orders: one of my cats now requires a special diet, and I would need your assistance in procuring something suitable.

I look forward to hearing from you.

Sincerely,
Millicent Bulstrode
(signed)

[Warded to Pansy, Blaise, Pandora, and Greg]

I'm coming up to London this Tuesday for an interview and to sign papers on a place. Would anyone like to do lunch or drinks after work?

Who: Hermione and Viktor
What: Lunch
Where: Starting at Finnigan's
When: After Battlescars
Rating: SFW

( Truth be told there had been a time when she had actually thought that if Ron never came around she could easily end up with Viktor. )