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Richard Harrington Summerby (the_richard) wrote in finnigans_rpg,
@ 2015-03-14 23:31:00

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character: genie de la lune, character: richard summerby

Who: Richard and Genie
Where: France
What: Stepping out
When: Starting after Wingbeats closes Sunday morning
Rating: PG - Adults out after dark - anything else TBA

It really wasn't that unusual for Rich to be heading out from his flat in time to catch a pub closing. The world was, after all, round. It had all those inconvenient time zones, and night here was day there. It might have been cheating, but he'd simply gone to bed Saturday afternoon. Not only was he well-rested, but he'd had plenty of time to shower, eat, and get dressed for the occasion. The club they were going to was run by an older couple he'd met during the war years. It was down by the docks, but had an eclectic clientele. He hoped Genie would enjoy the music and dancing.

Genie had been a pleasant surprise the other day. Not only was, as she had said, not especially shy, she hadn't hesitated to let him know she'd found him interesting. A pleasant, and a fun surprise. So there was a bit of a smile on his face when he came into Wingbeats not long before closing and took a lean on the bar, ordering a Black and Tan, Newcastle floated on Guinness. He took a swallow, letting the two different beers mingle, then set the glass on the bar and glanced around to see if he could spot his date as well as anybody else he might know there.

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the_richard
2015-04-14 03:47 am UTC (link)

Richard shook his head. "I can keep a secret if you wanted to tell me, and yeah, I could probably find out. But since you haven't felt it was something you wanted to clue me in on, I won't. Not a good way to build trust, that, digging into a lady's past. I'll just make the observation that just because a woman has a past doesn't mean she doesn't have a future."

He chuckled. "Judging by some of the girls she's tried to get me hooked up with, a pulse seems to be her major criteria. If it's any consolation, I never seem to have had much luck with the good girls."

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wolfinboots
2015-04-15 12:07 pm UTC (link)

"Maybe sometime soon," she said with a smile. It was absolutely nothing against him, and she had a feeling he understood that. But she had family she still had to sort out, and she didn't really like thinking about that any more. Cowardly of a Gryffindor, she knew, but the status quo now wasn't bad.

She outright laughed, delighted and definitely not ladylike. "Well, I qualify for that!" she said,, taking a sip of her drink. "And you don't need to worry, I've never been terribly good about being 'good' by most people's standards." Behavior wise, anyway. She was kind and goodhearted, but, as Alexander always said, terribly naughty.

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	the_richard 2015-04-17 04:21 am UTC (link)
	Rich made a quick dismissive gesture with his free hand as he sampled his wine. "Whenever or never, whatever. Lady's choice. I've got my past, you've got yours. In the end, we go on." "And since you're not some fragile flower, to wilt from a little heat, would you like to go back on the dance floor, speaking of going on?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	wolfinboots 2015-04-18 02:41 am UTC (link)
	"I'm no little wallflower to faint against you, handsome," she said with a laugh, downing a large gulp of her cold, fruity drink, grinning through the brief frozen headache. "So yes, I would love to dance some more." She leaned over and ghosted cold lips across his cheek playfully. "We'll see if you can keep up with me." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

the_richard
2015-04-27 04:22 am UTC (link)

(OOC: Didn't get the notificaton on this. Sorry)

Richard laughed and tossed down the rest of his drink. "Oh, I think I can keep up with you just about anywhere you'd care to name." He stood and offered Genie his arm to lead her back out on to the dance floor.

"Father says its because my great great great grandmother on my mother's side married a security troll. Strength and endurance and all those manly virtues, you know. Having seen a portrait of Great-Aunt Angelique, I'm almost tempted to believe him."

He stepped off in time to the music, a slower piece, just enjoying holding the athletic young woman close as they danced.

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wolfinboots
2015-04-29 03:53 am UTC (link)

(OOC: No worries! I figured RL got really busy)

Genie leered at him, half playful and half serious. She liked this fellow, and he was dead fun for a night out and a night in. And he didn't seem to be looking for serious, which she was always wary of. "Mmm, perhaps we'll have to see if you can keep up with me," she said, bumping her hip to his as she went back out to the dance floor with him.

She laughed until she snorted softly, arms twining around him. "Must have been quite the woman," was all she could say through her laughter.

She leaned into him, happy to have arms around her that knew what to do in each situation right now. His scent was pleasant, on both levels, and he was always a lot of fun.

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the_richard
2015-05-07 03:03 am UTC (link)

"From her portrait, formidably ugly, short, and from what I've heard about her, Short of temper as well."

Genie was a fun person to be with. Certainly a pleasant enough armfull, both on and off the dance floor. And independent, not the clingy type. She seemed to have enough of a life of her own that she wasn't bothered by the way he could end up taking off somewhere on business for several days at a time.

"I'm on my own sort of schedule," he grinned. "Used to being up all night English time, so I'm ready to dance until near dawn, when we can go pick up breakfast and then watch the sun rise over the Eifel Tower. That's my plan, anyway, unless you have another idea."

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wolfinboots
2015-05-11 03:17 am UTC (link)

She laughed. "Oh, the poor woman. Though the former things likely caused the latter," she said, grinning.

"I've been a night owl for years," she admitted. The wolf preferred the night. "Worked a lot of night jobs. It can put a crimp in social life sometimes, but while day time fun is all well and good, the night is where the real fun is," she said, an impish expression on her face. "And working the club, well, you don't get off til the morning anyway."

She nodded, fingers lightly stroking the back of his neck. "Sounds good to me," she told him. "I'm usually up for just about anything."

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