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Dominic Chambers ([info]knowhow) wrote in [info]finnigans_rpg,
@ 2014-08-21 19:02:00

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Entry tags:character: dominic chambers, character: lisa turpin

Who: Dominic and OPEN
What: After work drinks and conversation
Where: The Common Room, Finnigan's
When: 6.30ish
Rating: SFW

Even after a cleaning charm, Dominic could feel the sand under his fingernails. Apparently the stuff was as hard to get out via magical means as it was the muggle way. His clothes and hair carried a vague scent of salt and coconut and his mind felt tired. He'd spent the afternoon in The Roost experimenting with the space and the charms he would use for Dean's Caribbean-inspired birthday. He hadn't even started on the Starry Night ceiling that Susan had suggested, or the steel drum sounds Seamus had requested. Those would be tomorrow's jobs.

Tired as he was (mentally, it hadn't been physically demanding work) he was pleased with the results he'd achieved. Even though they'd been temporary, he'd been pleased with the sand and the bar and the scented air. After returning the room to its usual Thursday night state, he'd stayed to watch the first of the Wizarding Chess matches. Now, though, he was ready for a drink. The Common Room was quiet, most people down in the Den listening to the Quidditch. Though he supported Kenmare (as well as Ballycastle), Dominic preferred the chance of conversation offered by the main room. So, drink in hand, he surveyed the tables looking for a place to sit.



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[info]bookshop_mama
2014-08-28 04:39 pm UTC (link)
"I took Christopher to a Quodpot match last summer; he loved it. It was very violent." Come to think of it, that's probably why he enjoyed it. "I should take him to a Quidditch match too, so he can compare." She wanted her kid to make decisions for himself and if that meant he was destined to be a Quidditch junkie, who was she to deny him.

She waited patiently while he wrote things down; she definitely understood the need to get ideas out while they were fresh. When he was finished, she leaned forward grinning. "Oh, that would be amazing; the Wizarding world has a lot of brilliant things, but I miss television and movies." Of course, she could have gotten a flat in Muggle London and had the best of both worlds, but she liked living above the shop.

"The shop is going amazingly well. I wasn't sure at first if I could make a go of it, but it really seems that people appreciate having an alternative to Flourish and Blotts."

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[info]knowhow
2014-08-29 01:37 pm UTC (link)
"Funny you should say that," Dominic said, smiling. "Kenmare were actually the first professional team I saw play. Seamus took me the summer after my first year. It's... a lot different to watching the games at Hogwarts." At least, he'd thought so. There level of skill on display was, obviously, much higher and he'd enjoyed that, as well as the atmosphere and how fast-paced it was. "If you want a guide, I've been to Kenmare and Ballycastle's stadiums."

Dominic too had chosen a flat in the magical world, largely because the amount and the kind of magic he used daily would have fried any electricity anyway, and possibly that of his neighbours. "I think I get more work done without it," he said. "If I'm bored of an evening, when I'm actually at home, I can't just turn the telly on and veg out - so I end up experimenting with work stuff. I still go to the cinema though. There's nothing quite like that."

He grinned and knocked his bottle lightly against her glass. "Congratulations. Now, do me a favour and if any of my friends come in wanting to buy me books tell them no. I've got more than I know what to do with!"

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