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Gwenog Jones (haveyoumet_) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Re: Gwenog and Richard - Open
It took Gwenog a few seconds to locate the exact source of the call. Not that people she didn't know didn't sometimes hail her at random on the street, but there was something in the tone that implied otherwise. When she located the man she smiled slightly and nodded to him, trying to remember his name. She knew he was a broom racer and that he'd had the opportunity to go pro for one of the teams, although she couldn't recall which one. He'd been flying earlier, although of course with both of the flying demos being in the same time slot she'd been either warming up or winding down and not listening to the commentary. He'd been good though, that much she knew.

"Thanks, you too, Summerby," she said, the word forming automatically in her mouth. She stepped around a man who was being dragged in the direction of a pet display by a small girl she assumed was his daughter, and approached his booth. "I haven't caught much yet, but it looked to be going well," she said, running her eyes over the broom he'd just handled. It looked like the sort of thing that had plenty of practical applications that had nothing to do with quidditch. And she rarely took ride-alongs.