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marrededge (marrededge) wrote in finnigans_rpg,
@ 2015-02-22 21:31:00

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character: gregory goyle, character: marietta edgecombe

Who: Marietta and OPEN
What: Browsing Shops
Where: Diagon Alley, outside of WWW
When: Sunday afternoon
Rating: TBD based on who arrives

Marietta spent the morning taking an extra shift at Flourish and Blotts. She'd had another Saturday night off and had decided to take the extra time so that the girl who usually worked the weekend could have the opportunity to spend some time with her new husband. It wasn't too much of a sacrifice considering that she'd actually spend the bulk of her time lately hiding away from everyone. In fact she'd gotten so good at it she wasn't sure what was going on in the lives of her friends these days. She hadn't meant to ignore them, it had just happened. She assumed they were all busy with things that were definitely more important than making sure she wasn't turning into a recluse.

Of course so much time to herself along with the amount of time she spent pretending to be someone else wasn't healthy at all. Therefore, Marietta decided to take the time to walk Diagon Alley and do a little window shopping, something she hadn't done in quite awhile. She didn't know for sure what she was looking for or even if she'd find anything worth purchasing. Still, Marietta gave herself a budget of twenty galleons for the day.

For now she stood outside of Weasly's Wizard Wheezes and watched their latest window display do whatever it was it purported to do.

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goyle_g
2015-02-25 02:53 pm UTC (link)

Greg didn't work weekends. George had tried to convince him several times but the longer Greg spent at Weasley's Wizard Wheezes the more he hated it and the less likely he was to do anything to make George's life easier. The war was over, but that didn't make the Weasleys any nicer to spend time around as far as Greg was concerned. So it was with no littler annoyance that Greg discovered on Sunday morning that he'd accidentally walked out on the previous Friday without his journal.

The shop wasn't as busy as Greg had expected and George, for once, had actually been present in the front of the shop. Spotting Greg, he'd not hesitated before pressing a small square of parchment into his hands and instructing him to stick it to the front window on his way out - regardless of the fact Greg had insisted he wasn't working. In the end, it was easier just to do it than find someone else willing to take on the task.

Outside, Greg had to squeeze past several people to get to the window, stepping on at least one person's toes without any apology. He stuck the parchment in place - perhaps a little askew - and stepped back, frowning, to read it. 'PRODUCT TESTERS WANTED. APPLY WITHIN'. Greg could only hope that meant George was done with whatever he'd been doing in the back of the shop for weeks.

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marrededge
2015-03-02 02:36 pm UTC (link)

Marietta might not be much on actually socializing but she did tend to watch people. It was something that had protected her over the years. She often knew whether someone would be an asset or simply make her life a little more hell within the first few moments of meeting them. Today was no exception. In fact she couldn't help but chuckle out loud little even when being bumped to the side by a clearly disgruntled individual.

"A bit ironic to have a sourpuss advertising for a place that's supposed to bring joy," her merriment led her to comment to the glee of the few people around her who heard and snickered as they turned to head on their way.

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goyle_g
2015-03-03 02:09 pm UTC (link)

Greg's ability to pinpoint the direction of sound had never been great - another legacy of his home birth and the resulting belated cure for his hearing problems. He turned slowly, scowling at every person who snickered until he was facing in the general direction he thought the voice had come from. "What's it got to do with you?" he asked, scowling at the woman who stood there. Her hair was red. She was probably some relation of the Weasleys, though she looked too young to be George's mother and she certainly wasn't Ginny, who Greg remembered from school.

"He told me to stick the stupid sign on the window, and I did," Greg added. "I'm not even working today, see?" He gestured to his non-uniform grey and green robes. "So if you've got a problem, you take it up with him." He jerked a hand in the direction of the shop. He knew Ron - and probably other of George's siblings - thought it had been a mistake for George to hire Greg. Greg was privately starting to think so too, but that didn't mean he was going to let other people comment on it.

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marrededge
2015-03-05 02:48 am UTC (link)

She didn't know why, but Marietta was in rare form today. Maybe it was the fact that she'd holed away lately or that she knew she had time coming up with a client that liked it when she was in charge. Either way there was a bit of bravado to her today that normally didn't show itself in public. "Considering that your lack of care about your assigned task, on the clock or not, jostled me I believe I have a right to comment on how you went about it."

She turned and looked at the sign then back at the individual whom she recognized but couldn't quite place. "Though I must admit the idea of being a test dummy for the likes of George Weasley would make me scowl quite easily as well."

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goyle_g
2015-03-05 02:55 pm UTC (link)

"I barely touched you," Greg said quickly. It wasn't the first time he'd been accused of knocking people over or stepping on toes and he'd long ago learned (been taught, honestly) what to say. It was true, too, because the woman was still standing - he hadn't even knocked her to the ground. He couldn't help it that his size made navigating crowds or narrow streets difficult.

He took longer to respond to her second comment, since he actually had to process it for himself. "He should test his own products," he muttered - remembering just in time that calling said product 'stupid' in public wasn't a good idea. Even though they were stupid, all of them. Especially the stuff left over from the war. The war was finished with now, no one needed hats with shielding charms in.

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marrededge
2015-03-08 01:25 am UTC (link)

Marietta decided that the man before her was a bit too annoyed for her to continue to attempt to argue with him. She'd dealt with those who pushed the buttons of others just for humor and it annoyed her more than anything. Especially since often times the ones who had done it to her were those whom were considered the creme of the crop. It was no wonder she preferred to keep to herself as much as possible when not in one of her rare moments of socialization.

"Sounds like you've had enough of the wonderful Weasley's," she commented sarcasm evident when she called them out. She was anything but a fan considering the history she had with the younger half of the family. Blatant rule breaking had been something she was not accustomed to and watching them do so over and over again and seemingly get rewarded for it had rubbed her the wrong way. Even after all these years she did her best to stay away from the family. In fact the only one she ever purposefully went around was Charlie and that was usually business related.

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goyle_g
2015-03-10 01:43 pm UTC (link)

Greg frowned, his mind slowly processing this new comment. "You're not a Weasley?" He was never quick to change his mind once it had been made - but maybe she was a more distant relation, one who was as disapproving of the Weasley's current behaviour as the rest of the purebloods were. "Good," he said decisively, when he'd finally made up his mind. "I didn't even want to see any today but I had to come here to get something." He was still suspicious enough not to want to say 'my journal'. Even if he didn't really use it the way that word implied, he still didn't go around just telling strangers about his life. Much. "And then George made me work!" he added, frown deepening as he glanced back at the shop. "He should pay me. But he won't." Unless maybe Greg could get Pansy to make George pay. That was an idea worth considering.

"Who are you, then?" he asked, looking the woman up and down. She didn't look familiar to him, but Greg quite easily forgot faces of people he didn't consider important. "I'm Goyle."

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marrededge
2015-03-14 03:30 am UTC (link)

Marietta cringed on the inside. It was amazing to her how many people thought that any witch or wizard with ginger qualities had to be a part of the Weasley clan. "I am definitely not a Weasley," she asserted. While she was almost certain most people these days didn't mean the statement as an insult, she still recalled how her mother had made a point of disassociating herself from the Weasley's. In fact, it had been her mentioning of them to her mother and the assurance that the Ministry was watching the family that had made her question the DA.

"Marietta Edgecombe," she stated her name. "Goyle," she repeated. "You were in Slytherin." It was the only thing she recalled about him and it was not meant to be an insult, just a point of fact.

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goyle_g
2015-03-16 02:35 pm UTC (link)

Having already declared it good that she wasn't a Weasley, Greg just nodded. Someone behind him shoved at him, trying to get closer to the shop window, or to see the sign, but Greg was immovable save for the fact he turned his head to glare at the frizzy-haired witch who instantly thought better of her course and side-stepped around him. "Edgecombe," he repeated - family name always being more important in the circles he'd been brought up in. It wasn't a name that meant much to him. Not one of the 'proper' purebloods, definitely, but maybe a lesser kind. He shrugged, deciding it was unimportant. That was what he was supposed to be doing, right? Not talking about blood purity anymore, unless it was a case of marriage or children.

"Yeah," he said. He would never identify himself as having been in 'Potter's year' the way some people did. It might be the most obvious reference, but Potter already thought entirely too much of himself. His eyes narrowed slightly. "What about you?" If she was another goody Gryffindor he was going to walk away and get back to his weekend, whether it was rude or not.

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marrededge
2015-03-21 02:48 am UTC (link)

Marietta couldn't believe how rude some people were. It wasn't as if there wasn't space enough to have walked around the two of them. Thankfully, Goyle was sturdy enough that he wasn't easily jostled so she didn't have to deal with the awkwardness of his being inadvertently steered closer to her.

Inwardly she smiled at how easily and correctly she identified him once he stated his name. "Ravenclaw," she responded. "I know that we're not supposed to define ourselves by our houses these days but I have found that those true friends I made in school are the ones that tend to be the same people I find myself associating with these days." She wasn't trying to offend, simply making a statement of fact that was more of an observation of herself. "Does the same hold for you? I'm sure there were plenty of decent friendships created within your house as well."

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goyle_g
2015-03-23 01:54 pm UTC (link)

On a personal level, Ravenclaws tended not to be Greg's favourite people. While it was true that people being smarter than him wasn't necessarily a barrier to closeness - all his friends were, after all - the Ravenclaws Greg remembered from school had either been oh-so-keen to display how smart they were or else had no patience with Greg's slower thought processes. Or both. Still, they were better than Gryffindors and after a few moments of thought, Greg was able to answer her question. "Yeah, I'm still friends with people from school."

After a little while longer, he added, "We were friends before Hogwarts, too." Friends he hadn't grown up with were a rarity in Greg's life - what did he need more friends for, after all? He glanced over his shoulder at the shop, a little concerned George might appear and demand more work of him, since he was still here. "I should go." He didn't mean to be abrupt, or rude. In fact, if he been less concerned about manners, he'd just have walked away without warning.

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marrededge
2015-03-26 03:17 am UTC (link)

Goyle's statement that he'd been friends with his classmates before school wasn't lost on Marietta. She knew that many Slytherins held tight to their connections. It was something she knew was unlikely to disappear with the end of the war but like most had hoped that eventually such things could and would be forgotten.

"Enjoy the rest of your day," she gave a nod and turned her attention back to the display so as to allow him to exit as he had stated he ought.

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