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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
2014-09-14 12:42 am UTC (link)

At the mention of Moon's name, Marcus couldn't quite stop himself from sneering slightly, though admittedly he wasn't trying very hard. "Yes, he starts for Ballycastle now," he answered, supposing that he should be grateful that the reporters hadn't yet caught wind of their rivalry, though it was probably only a matter of time. "And honestly, Pans, I don't care nearly enough to speculate on any of Moon's habits."

Offering her a hint of a smirk, he answered, "Because most people are idiots?" Pausing their conversation while the waiter approached again to take their order, he handed over the menu quickly enough, because he didn't need it to ask for something as simple as lasagne, before turning back to her and adding, "And you could never be boring, darling."

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pans_parkinson_
2014-09-14 05:13 pm UTC (link)

"Not a fan, are you?" Pansy asked, amused by the sneer on his face. Marcus was never complete without a Quidditch rivalry, and since becoming friends of a sort with Oliver Wood, Pansy thought he'd missed having someone to hate. "I can find out for myself." The idea of breaking someone's celibacy pact, if there was such a thing, definitely appealed to her. Just the thought of all that pent up sexual frustration was enough to excite her.

She smirked back. "I think that goes without saying." As a rule, Pansy was not fond of people. The waiter took their order, and left them with a basket of crusty bread and an oil dipping sauce. "You flatter me. Let's just say that I'm second-thinking taking on Nimbus as a client. The current head of sales is a beast, and it would serve him right if Cleansweep outsold them again in fourth quarter."

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marcedflint
2014-09-14 06:28 pm UTC (link)

"Not in the least," Marcus confirmed with a shake of his head. Smiling slightly at her remark, he commented, "Of that, I have no doubt." Half the time Pansy knew more of what was going on with his own life better than he did, so he was fully confident in her abilities to find out anything she wished.

Grimacing slightly at her explanation, he said, "Well, I wish you the best of luck. And I'm sure you'll manage, one way or another." It would be a point of pride for her to get everything settled exactly the way she wanted, he knew, and it wasn't as though she lacked the skills to do so.

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pans_parkinson_
2014-09-16 12:12 am UTC (link)

"And just what could he have done to earn your ire, darling?" The more important question was, did the action require punishment of any kind that she was qualified to hand out. Perhaps that question was best left unasked.

She gave a noncommittal sniff, and a sip of her wine. She didn't want to admit it, but she wasn't certain she could pull this one off. Anthony Morgan was as stubborn as she was, and had some sort of grudge against her. Or, she thought bitterly, her family name. She'd have to look into what she had left of her father's papers and see if there was some history there.

"Happier thoughts, darling. We need to arrange a house warming for Gregory. He moves into his new flat this week. I'm sure it'll take him awhile to get settled in." By that, she meant it would take her awhile to get him settled in, but the semantics were unimportant.

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marcedflint
2014-09-16 01:21 am UTC (link)

With a shrug of his shoulders, Marcus answered honestly, "I just don't like him. And the feeling is mutual."

After however many years of friendship, he could read Pansy's body language pretty well, and he dropped the topic as though it had spontaneously caught on fire. Whatever it was that was troubling her at this particular time was better left alone, rather than pressed for discussion.

He stopped himself from sighing at the thought of a house warming party - a sentiment he privately thought Greg might agree with, but he wasn't about to argue the point with Pansy. If his cousin objected, he could voice that for himself. "I'll make sure I swing by sometime, see how he's doing." And make sure that Greg knew he was welcome to raid Marcus' kitchen anytime he liked, since that was than floundering if he wasn't sure about what to do for food.

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pans_parkinson_
2014-09-18 12:32 am UTC (link)

Though she wanted, desperately, to pester him for more information, she let the subject drop. It just wasn't done to actively fish for information. If information was offered up, that was something else entirely.

Pansy was always a fan of a good party, and she thought it would be good for Greg even if he wouldn't agree. Plus, housewarming parties often came with presents, and there was bound to be things Greg would need. "I plan to help him with the unpacking, make sure he has everything he needs." She had little doubt there would be some niceties Greg would overlook, but Pansy would take care of that for him.

Their food came before she could detail her plans for the party.

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