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Romi Vane (vanegirl) wrote in finnigans_rpg,
@ 2015-02-03 18:43:00

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character: richard summerby, character: romilda vane, character: stacey rivers

RP: Football!
Who: Richard, Stacey, and Romilda
What: American football!
Where: Richard's place
When: Tuesday, February 3 2005, evening
Rating: TBD

Romilda had a good bottle of American chardonnay tucked under her arm and arrived promptly at two in the afternoon. She'd met Richard once, New Years Eve, and had remembered him being an absolutely gorgeous older bloke in a tux, so she'd worn short shorts with a warming charm down her legs and a tight ribbed black tank top. Never hurt to look good if you were seeing a good looking man - and woman, with Stacey joining for the game - at his house, right?

With her nearly knee-length black peacoat you couldn't see that she was wearing anything at all besides her boots and she liked the thought that he might be right confused when he answered the door. With that thought and a slightly wicked smile on her face, she knocked on the door.

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the_richard
2015-02-14 04:34 am UTC (link)

Rich took a quick glance at the small monitor in the kitchen when the bell rang and grinned. Not everybody was clueless about doorbells, it seemed.

"Hi, no problem, let me take that package for you. Romilda is other end of the flat watching the pregame show." He led the way up the five stairs to the main level. "First bedroom here for coats, guest loo if you fancy a freshen. I'm Richard Summerby - call me Rich, or Bee. I'll be over in the kitchen working on snacks and things while you ladies settle in. Like me to get you an American beer, or I've the usual for mixed drinks?"

With a little bit of smile on his face, Rich headed back to the kitchen mezzanine.

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vanegirl
2015-02-15 01:37 am UTC (link)

"This pregame show is ridiculous," Romi called out, hearing Stacey arrive and the exchange between the witch and Richard. "It's like... an awards show, or something! Glamorous and yet... Not." She sipped her Sam Adams beer and came around back into the kitchen. She'd noticed Rich's reaction to her outfit and she'd liked it. Grinning at him she leaned on the counter and eyed what he was making. "This beer isn't half bad," she thought out loud, "I guess the Yankees can do some things right after all, even if they have bastardized Quidditch."

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the_richard
2015-02-15 05:47 am UTC (link)

"Quite the production, isn't it?" Richard laughed. "Sort of the high mass of the church of American style football."

He pointed to the kitchen counter. "Dump a handfull or so of the Fritos Corn Chips on your plate. Ladle some of this Tex-Mex chili on top, and top with the grated Wisconsin cheese. First American snack to get things started. Don't forget to grab a fork and some paper towels. It's too early to start dumping food on ourselves."

Shaking his head, Rich continued, "Exploding quaffle in a pot, different rules altogether - really a totally different game. Only thing it has in common is that it is played on brooms."

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