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Tweak says, "slippery when dead..."

adipucey (adipucey) wrote in finnigans_rpg,
@ 2014-08-19 15:27:00

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character: adrian pucey, character: blaise zabini, status: complete

RP: Sometimes you need a strong drink & sympathetic ear
Who: Adrian & Blaise
What: Adrian needs to brood, he's invited Blaise to join him.
Where: Finnigan's Common Room (bar)
When: Half six; Tuesday
Rating: I would assume... NSFW - Language

Adrian sat at the bar after a day of potions prep - going over all his cauldrons and such to be sure they were ready for his next batch. Waiting for Blaise, he ordered a firewhiskey (a double, of course) and scanned the crowd. He wasn't sure why he felt the need to see his old friend and to hopefully meet someone gorgeous and single, but he was in a mood for it and so here it was.

He'd even cleaned up a bit in a white button up and dark jeans, his hair in place for once.

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adipucey
2014-08-27 05:41 pm UTC (link)

Adrian lifted his glass to his friend's admission, "Well then I know where to hide if Mother's ever gets it in her mind to floo over instead of just shouting at me."

Shaking his head, he tried to put the unease to the side for the moment. "Anyway, Summer potions are going out soon, did you have any orders in? And how are things at the Ministry? I have to admit, every time it's mentioned I still get a little chuckle going at you working at MGS. I never really saw any of us going that route, you know?" Had you asked him in school, the thought of any of the Slytherins ending up at the Ministry would have had Adrian laughing louder and longer than he was ever prone to.

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dark_blaise
2014-08-28 02:26 pm UTC (link)

"Just tap me on these new journal things and I'll meet you there," Blaise said bringing his hand to his pocket where the adapted book was housed.

"There were a lot of things that we couldn't have foreseen," Blaise stated. He had always known he'd end up at the Ministry. Of course he hadn't envisioned that he'd be overseeing a children's game but it was the route he had to take now that the connections he would have had with another outcome were no longer viable. "Things are well and it's something to do day in and day out."

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adipucey
2014-09-01 06:08 pm UTC (link)

Adrian looked at his journal, "Yeah I guess they can be used for more than Seamus' announcements," he said thoughtfully.

Waving his hand for another drink, he felt the doubles taking their hold and was confident he'd at least sleep well tonight for all the liquor. "I won't be doing any potions work tonight," he said with a wry smile when the new drink was deposited in front of him.

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dark_blaise
2014-09-02 01:17 pm UTC (link)

Blaise didn't know how these things would be used but he could definitely see how they were going to come in handy. Not only would people be able to know what was going on, they would be able to contact one another more quickly than they ever could by owl.

Blaise knew he could have one more but that would be his limit for the night so he joined Adrian in another drink. "I'm sure it will be alright. Everyone needs a night off every once in awhile." Blaise had most evenings off unless he was out of town for a tournament. Then again it was mostly schmoozing players, judges, and fellow directors.

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adipucey
2014-09-04 05:42 pm UTC (link)

Adrian nodded, agreeing with Blaise's sentiment. "That's true," he stood, "but I should still head up." His flat wasn't far from the pub, thankfully.

"Thank you, though, for meeting up. Coffee soon? It's been a while," he gave Blaise a half-smirk, his heart not in it, suddenly just feeling tired and a bit listless. He had to figure out what was going on in his own head, and soon. Adrian put down plenty of money for their drinks and the tip - Blaise shouldn't have to pay for listening to his maudlin crap, after all.

With another half nod and smirk and a clapped hand to Blaise's shoulder, he turned to leave, going home to go straight to bed and hope he didn't have to use some of his own stock of hangover potion in the morning. Bourbon could pack a kick if he let it.

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