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Tweak says, "THIS IS SPARTAAAAAAAAA"

Christopher Summers (chrisss) wrote in finnigans_rpg,
@ 2015-03-10 18:20:00

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character: chris summers, character: pandora montgomery

RP: Playing with some new cuddly friends
Who: Chris and Dora
What: Chris and Dora have a date with some fuzzy friends.
Where: The Bestiary's animal sanctuary
When: Tuesday 10th March, afternoon
Rating: SFW

Chris stood in front of Sweet Nothings with two hot drinks - one for himself and one for Dora. He thought of the first time they had met - when she'd offered up advice, warily, about where to find a good cup of coffee. And then his memory jumped to Valentine's Day, when he'd kissed her over dessert and how good she'd looked and how delicious the wine had been and how wonderful a night it had been. As much as they had talked and as interested in her as he was - it still felt at times like they didn't know each other very well. He'd been gone from the UK all of his adult life, and there were things that you simply couldn't understand living all your life in the city. He hoped that this afternoon would be an opportunity to let her in on some of those things and that it would be an invitation for her to open up to him more, as well.

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pandacharms
2015-03-11 12:17 pm UTC (link)

Dora met him promptly at the time he'd told her in the journals, as was her wont. She was always punctual; if she was late, something was up, even if it was just getting too absorbed in what she was doing. If she was early, more than likely she was anxious about what was to come, which wasn't often. She was more anxious of people rather than events, many times.

She smiled warmly at Chris as she approached. She really liked him. He gave her butterflies in her stomach. Though sometiems she really wished they could spend more time together, which was why she usually jumped for any outing he suggested. It was taking some getting used to, being more proactive and pursuing in turn. It didn't come naturally, with her upbringing. "Afternoon, darling," she greeted him, standing on her tiptoes to kiss his cheek, close tot he corner of his mouth.

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chrisss
2015-03-17 02:27 am UTC (link)

Chris gave Dora's kiss a smirk of a grin and leaned down to kiss her lightly on the lips in hello, hoping she didn't mind (it wasn't as if she was his girlfriend, and besides a slightly tipsy kissing session at the pub, they hadn't been out much in public together, he wasn't exactly sure where they stood, not that they had to be standing anywhere in particular right now). "Afternoon, m'lady," he greeted her in return and put out a cup for her. "I thought you might like something warm while we walk, because after that, puppies and kittens will be snuggling with you and you'll be looking forward to a nice cold drink after if you'd like?" Chris didn't have anywhere else to be this afternoon, so he figured he'd invite her to the pub when they were done.

He wasn't planning on adopting today, but spending time with animals was always good for his spirits and his focus, and he wanted to see how Dora did with that, too.

"Do you have any pets?" He asked, putting out his arm for her to link hers and then walking her down the street toward Rolf's shop and the animal shelter.

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pandacharms
2015-03-17 12:30 pm UTC (link)

Her lips curved up a little more. Sure, she might be confused about what they were, and wish for clarification, but she had yet to get past her upbringing to be bold enough to speak out, no matter if half the world seemed to tell her she should. She took the cup with a small sigh of satisfaction as it warmed her hands slightly. "Why thank you, good sir," she said in the same grand manner, taking her lead from him. "I think that sounds like a great plan."

She shook her head, her arm going through his with the ease of long practice. This, at least, was a familiar pose. She walked along with him. "No, I don't have a pet. Unless you count my owl, and as bossy as he is, well, I don't think he counts." Even if he was a little spoilt at times, and indulged in his whims and behaviours. "Mother was never much for pets when I was small, and well..." She shrugged, neatly circumnavigating the 'there was Azkaban and yes,' bit of her life, she continued, "I traveled a lot for a while, so it wasn't conducive to having an animal."

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