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Richard Harrington Summerby (the_richard) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Richard couldn't help but laugh. "Yeah, doesn't help I run to the reddish hair myself, does it? Do the lass a favor and draw her a family tree. Bad enough the way most of us are related somehow or other without having a map to go by." He shrugged. "I tend to avoid things that eat these days. But if she does go through that phase, I've got family on my mother's side over in France, wine country. We could pop over there on a Saturday for pony rides and the like. If the interest sticks, well, I know some people. Lessons and such. I started out with magical creatures; it may be where her future goes."

He sighed. "And here I am preaching to the man who actually has a daughter. More fool me, no? But what a wonderful thing her, and your, futures are."

"If the boffins haven't, I'll get them to send you the preliminary specifications so you can see where we're going. You see anything you don't like, let me know right away. We want the new brooms to be so stone solid and reliable you won't have any question about passing the final product. Until the spellworks locks down everything so well even I can't break the safety charms, you won't be seeing anything other than paperwork."

"Up to me, we'd buy everything still available." Rich shrugged again. "Things are really turning around. Just a little bigger than the size of my wallet, though, which is why I'm imvolving the seniors."