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

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Entry tags: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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[info]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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