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Dean Thomas ([info]artistdean) wrote in [info]finnigans_rpg,
@ 2015-04-01 12:22:00

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Entry tags:character: dean thomas, character: millicent bulstrode, character: seamus finnigan

RP: The Name's the Thing
Who: Dean, and Seamus, and OPEN thread
When: Wednesday 1st April
Where: Finnigan's Pub
What: Dean has a shift at the pub, but a bit of an issue with names.
Rating: Potential for Language



Dean was having an awkward day. He'd very nearly called his ex-girlfriend an 'overblown French tart', which was not only a little strong, but also far from the point. Then he'd run into Braith and completely failed to use her first name at all. He had a feeling it was some sort of April Fool's prank. He hadn't worked it out until he opened his journal to see the note from WWW. He began cursing George, only he didn't because that clearly wasn't going to work. He'd ended up owling to postpone a meeting with a potential client because of how difficult he thought it might turn out to be.

He was thankful that he had an afternoon shift at the pub because frankly not calling most people by name was going to cause far less problems in a pub where he might not know people than it was in a client meeting.

As he walked down Diagon (for the exercise) he overheard several people who were clearly suffering from one issue or another. He clearly heard a somewhat familiar figure muttering "Gwenog Jones is going to kill someone for this!", and another person trying to get to describe something with a great many short words.

Pushing open the door to the pub he slipped into the back and dropped off his coat and bag before coming back to the bar.



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[info]artistdean
2015-04-20 10:29 pm UTC (link)
Dean shrugged. "Eh, probably, but then again I remember the common room, testing on the firsties," he said. Of course that reminded him of Fred and his smile was slightly sad. "Although you're right, there probably is a point, even I'm not sure what it is." He also knew that George had always made sure everything was safe before it actually went on the market.

He groaned when it became obvious his face had given him away. How to word it. "I think," he said slowly, "I think you can't say words with more than one... what's the word? Sound thing? Syllable!" he said triumphantly, dredging up the word from a long-forgotten English class.

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[info]openbottle
2015-04-21 12:44 pm UTC (link)
Seamus was a little surprised that Dean chose to guess right away rather than pressing him for further evidence - but he grinned broadly as Dean muddled his way through the sentence. "Smart man," he said, holding up a hand for a high five, even though he'd technically lost their bet. Dean had won, and what were best friends for if not to share in their triumphs? "Guess this means you get cake."

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[info]artistdean
2015-04-21 02:48 pm UTC (link)
Dean returned the high five with a grin. "All the cake is mine!" he crowed, and then grinned. "Well, no, I'll share, but that doesn't sound as good." He did a silly little victory dance that was more of a wiggle with his hands in the air than anything else.

"I was trying to think of something to force you to try and say, but I couldn't think of anything," he said and shrugged.

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[info]openbottle
2015-04-22 01:42 pm UTC (link)
Seamus's instinct was to wrap his arms around Dean's suddenly-available waist as hie wiggled - so he did, being careful to approach from directly in front of Dean so he wouldn't feel ambushed. "All the cake?" he asked, raising an eyebrow when he let Dean go. "I did not say that. One cake. Just one." He held up a finger to be utterly clear about this point, but he was grinning nonetheless.

"It's not so bad," he agreed. "Thank god your name is 'Dean'. I could not fool Bones or... cub." It felt weird using his nickname for Dennis when he wasn't around, but both 'Dennis' and 'Creevey' were off limits right now.

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[info]artistdean
2015-04-22 03:01 pm UTC (link)
Dean just grinned more as Seamus came and hugged him, still wiggling for a couple of seconds before wrapping his arms around him. He let Seamus go as his arms relaxed. "True, but if you get a large enough cake I will share it with you," he promised.

He snorted at Seamus little work-around, not that he'd have done much better himself at the moment. "At least you can say some names. I mean the overblown French tart thing was funny in my head, but not all that helpful on the whole trying to be professional thing." He shrugged and nudged Seamus.

"We should probably do work," he said, gesturing vaguely to the rest of the pub. Not that it was all that busy, but there was always a little something to do.

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