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Marcus Flint (marcedflint) wrote in finnigans_rpg,
@ 2014-09-07 13:04:00

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character: marcus flint, character: melinda bobbin

Who: Melinda and Marcus
What: Picking up sweets
Where: Sweet Nothings
When: Sunday, September 7, around noon
Rating: Most likely SFW

Sunday morning came either far too quickly, or not nearly fast enough - Marcus wasn't sure which, since his opinion on the fact seemed to swing back and forth between the two every few minutes. On the one hand, he hadn't slept well the night before, so it seemed cruel that the sun was peaking into his window in such a way that indicated that it was time for him to get up. But alternatively, the arrival of the morning meant that he could get on with actually feeling as though he was doing something about the things that had kept him awake the night before, so he'd eaten a very quick breakfast, showered and dressed before getting out of his flat.

At three minutes after noon, Marcus found himself standing outside of Sweet Nothings, feeling slightly awkward. Even though Roger had specifically asked him to do this, and Melinda herself had implied that it wasn't a problem, he still felt as though he was making someone else go out of their way for him, something he really wasn't a fan of doing. But he was here now, and it would be silly to not follow through on his reasons for coming in the first place.

Adjusting the bag on his arm that contained the things he'd already picked up, Marcus knocked lightly on the front door to the shop, right beneath the sign that read 'Closed', trying not to feel any more guilty about it than he already did.

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_melinda_
2014-09-10 01:23 pm UTC (link)

“Oh, I agree,” Melinda chuckled, holding up both hands in surrender, because… Marcus was right. While it was admirable for Roger to try and protect those he cared about, he still needed to find that balance between putting himself in more danger than what he was trying to protect someone from.

Roger had been lucky that it wasn’t worse, as was Appleby, but Melinda couldn’t help but thinking that if it really was as serious as Marcus had said – and she had no reason not to believe him – then they were lucky to have not lost a friend yesterday. “I’m glad to hear that,” she told Marcus with a small smile, because she didn’t think he was thinking only of Appleby when it came to Roger, but now wasn’t the time to prod for that.

Marcus’ roll of his eyes had Melinda’s smile brighten as she nodded. “Because you’ve met him? Because you know him?” she suggested, though she knew very well why it didn’t surprise him: that was just what Roger did. “So, I think the boxes are ready, except… Do you drink coffee or tea?”

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marcedflint
2014-09-10 06:39 pm UTC (link)

It really wasn't at all surprising that Roger had made his injury sound as though it was less serious than it actually was. Offering Melinda a smile at her observation, Marcus answered, "I suppose you make a valid point."

A little surprised by her offer, Marcus admitted, "Coffee is a rare indulgence for me, and I'd hate to put you out of your way, especially seeing as you're technically closed today." He gave her another small smile as he continued, "I do appreciate the offer though."

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_melinda_
2014-09-12 07:31 pm UTC (link)

Marcus had a nice smile, Melinda found. True, it was a small smile, but it changed his face and she could see what had attracted Roger to him – physically, at least, although he had been nothing but polite with her.

“It wouldn’t be out of my way,” she assured him as she reached under the counter for a small jar. “However, I was going to throw in some tea with the package to make sure that Roger wouldn’t go wandering if he ran out, and…” She turned away for a moment to get a small foil bag from the shelf behind her. “Since there’ll be cake, I thought I’d make sure that there’d be coffee too, if that’s what you preferred.” Holding up the small bag to show him, she added to the pile of two boxes and the jar of tea. “I think this is it, and I think that Roger may be about to climb the walls from lack of company. Thank you, again, for doing this, Marcus.”

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marcedflint
2014-09-13 05:26 am UTC (link)

"You're too kind," Marcus told her, though he didn't refuse the extra bag, because not only would it be rude, but he didn't want to risk alienating a friend of Roger's.

Gathering up the things that Melinda had provided, he moved towards the door to take his leave. "Thank you, for everything," he said cordially. "I think it's about time I go and make sure he hasn't done anything ridiculous to cure his boredom."

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_melinda_
2014-09-13 09:40 pm UTC (link)

With a chuckle, Melinda nodded; Marcus, apparently, had Roger pegged spot-on. “Sounds like a wise idea,” she agreed. “It was a pleasure meeting you. Give Roger my best and have a good day yourself.”

Meeting Marcus, putting a bit of personality to a face that she barely knew though had heard a lot about, was nice, and Melinda was beginning to think that maybe Roger wasn’t as perceptive about the other man as she had thought him to be. Sure, they were team mates and friends, but there was something else, and she got the impression that it was positive. That speculation, however, would have to wait until later. For now, she had a hangover to nurse and a boyfriend to hide away from the world with.

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