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Pansy Parkinson (pans_parkinson_) wrote in finnigans_rpg,
@ 2014-09-10 13:44:00

Entry tags:

character: marcus flint, character: pansy parkinson

Thread: Marcus and Pansy Lunch Date
Who: Pansy and Marcus
What: Lunch and gossip
Where: Bella's, an Italian restaurant in Diagon Alley
When: Wednesday afternoon
Rating: Probably SFW

"...if I don't have those papers in my office by three o'clock, Morgan, I'll be very unhappy." Pansy's voice was pleasant on the surface, but only an idiot would miss the underlying threat. Pansy Parkinson was not a woman to make unhappy. She disconnected the Floo, and looked at the clock. "Nattie, I'm going to lunch. You'll stay here, and as soon as those papers come bring them to me."

The little House Elf nodded, and Pansy dismissed her. Marcus would be here soon, and she was looking forward to lunch. It had been too long since she'd taken time for herself; this Nimbus account was eating every moment of spare time she had, especially because she had to deal with imbeciles like Anthony Morgan, who thought because she had breasts he could try to undersell her. She was going to have his balls on a platter by the time she was done.

She checked her appearance one last time, satisfied that the cut and color of her recent acquisition suited her perfectly. She and Marcus would make a striking couple out to lunch, and appearance was everything. She smoothed a few stray hairs into place and touched up her lipstick just as the door opened and Marcus entered.

"Darling, prompt as ever," she said, and air kissed his cheek. "I made reservations for us, so they should have a table waiting when we arrive."

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marcedflint
2014-09-10 08:23 pm UTC (link)

Marcus knew better than to show up to go somewhere with Pansy looking anything less than completely put together, so after practice he'd gone home, showered, shaved and made sure to dress appropriately. Today that meant black slacks and a pale blue button down shirt, though he forewent the tie since it was only lunch - dinner would have required far more effort, and he was a little thankful that he hadn't had to try any harder. Practice without Roger there seemed to drag on, especially since the reserves player who'd taken his spot wasn't nearly as good, and Marcus had had to stop himself from snapping at him more than once.

Since the weather was nice, Marcus made the walk from his apartment to Pansy's place of employment, stepping inside a few minutes before their scheduled time. He gave Pansy a grin as he approached, leaning down to return her gesture before saying, amused, "Could you convince my mother of that? She's still labor ing under the delusion that I'm consistently 'almost late' for everything."

Straightening back up, he offered Pansy his arm as they prepared to leave and said, "You look lovely, as always."

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pans_parkinson_
2014-09-10 08:33 pm UTC (link)

She'd given him a once over as he came in, and found his appearance acceptable. Since this was only lunch she reached up and undid the top most button on his shirt, and then nodded in satisfaction. "You'll do," she said, smiling at him. Her heels put her almost at eye level with him, and she took another moment to appreciate the picture they made in the mirror over her desk. If only he weren't into men, they could make Draco green with jealousy. And green was not a good color for Draco, no matter what he thought.

"Your mother is a lovely woman, and just wants to spend time with her son," she said, more out of habit than anything. In actuality, Marcus' mother was a raging bitch, and Pansy loathed her. But she didn't want to make things harder on Marcus than they had to be. She'd told him more than once she was willing to act as his beard, should he ever need one. The just how far she'd go to protect her boys hadn't yet been discovered.

Taking his arm, she preened at the compliment. "I took a short trip to Paris this weekend, and came back with some lovely new things." She'd also spent a terribly boring evening entertaining the French CEO of Nimbus, but then her job was never done. "Come, let's walk down to Bella's. It's a beautiful day out."

	marcedflint 2014-09-30 01:50 am UTC (link)
	With a nod of his head, Marcus saved himself from answering by following her lead and taking a bite of his food. "Well, in the highly unlikely event that you need any help, you know where to find me," he offered, though he didn't actually believe that Pansy would require any assistance with party planning. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	pans_parkinson_ 2014-09-30 10:30 pm UTC (link)
	"Thank you, darling. I do appreciate your willingness to indulge me." She smiled at him, knowing that neither Marcus nor Greg were the biggest fan of parties. It said a lot about their relationships that she was fully confident that they'd indulge her in this. She had wonderful friends. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	marcedflint 2014-10-01 01:15 am UTC (link)
	Returning her smile, Marcus said lightly, "When have I ever not indulged you?" He might not have been particularly fond of large social gatherings, but he wouldn't go completely out of his way to avoid one, especially if Pansy was behind it on his cousin's behalf. And it would make her happy, which was always something he would support. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)