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Christopher Summers (chrisss) wrote in finnigans_rpg,
@ 2014-09-30 10:52:00

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character: ben stebbins, character: chris summers, character: ernie macmillan, character: pandora montgomery, character: richard summerby, character: susan bones

RP: A reunion of sorts (backdated - 9/30/04)
Who: Chris, Ernie, Justin, Dora, Susan... Anyone else?
What: Hufflepuffs unite!
Where: The Common Room; Finnigan's
When: 30. September; evening
Rating: Perhaps language?

Chris wasn't the sort to be fashionably late - he showed up on time or not at all, more dramatic that way, you see. And so he took a seat at the bar a little before 6 o'clock, figuring the rest would be along shortly. He introduced himself to the barman and ordered two fingers of scotch to wait for his younger Housemates to join him from whatever it was keeping them all busy during the day lately.

Outwardly, he kept his usually sharp smile on, but privately he was wondering if Dora might show and why she was so hesitant, and if Susan was as fiery and fun and she'd always been, and who the boys were dating, and how Ernie ended up specifically in the Thickey ward and a million other things, but you wouldn't know it from the look on his face.

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the_richard
2014-10-04 05:40 am UTC (link)

"You work at it hard enough, you won't need to think about the Ministry again. There are positions for private Aurors and Hit Wizards. Well paid, and with your background in charms... don't know where you might end up. My company employs a few in some of the rougher locations we do business."

Rich leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms. "You'll keep your job as long as you want to so you can keep in practice. And rent? Screw that too." His voice grew a little colder. "You said you wiped out your savings for your last apprenticeship. If you're good, that isn't how it should work. And you are good. I've seen you in action. You agree to become my student, your apprenticeship pays 75 galleons a week, plus room and board. Wardrobe included when I start taking you out with me. Places where an executive like me might bring a bodyguard. They'll be watching you for trouble, not suspecting it could come from either of us."

"Vee's style is good for him." Rich uncrossed his arms and leaned forward again. "I respect him for his convictions. His style is not mine, not at all. His is not the Way of the Warrior."

He snorted a small laugh, picked up his freshened drink, and downed it in a few swallows. "I've gone off on you again, haven't I? Still, there it is. Want some time to think about it, get your affairs in order?"

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pandacharms
2014-10-04 06:55 am UTC (link)

"Mercenaries?" she asked, tilting her head. It was a curious and non-judgmental question. She knew they existed, in a manner of speaking, from the dueling circuit; there dwelt some questionable characters of all sorts. She couldn't say she was morally against the concept these days, though in her youth she would have been. But then, back then she'd been much more like her mother than she was now. "Or private investigation?" She'd recently read a really good Muggle books with a magical PI, so she was curious.

Her face did harden at the mention of her payment. "She wouldn't take me over the other person despite my experience without a payment," she said shortly, anger flaring at the matter all over again. The woman had not been nice or kind, but she had been thorough, and she was the foremost expert in the UK when it came to Runic Warding. She unconsciously mirrored his pose with her arms crossed over her chest, fingertips at each shoulder. She was able to dissipate that anger by forcing her mind away from the thoughts that had all too often swam in her head, instead wondering exactly what his business interests were, that he'd need a bodyguard. "Your business sounds like it could be very interesting," she told him.

She nodded. She hadn't really known there was one, but it was good to know. If she'd been her brother, she probably would have, but her father had had Ideas on what was good for girls and boys.

She smirked faintly, reaching for her drink as well. She deserved it, making life-changing decisions on the fly. She downed the second half in one big drink, setting it down with a firm clink. "Not gone off, precisely," she said with a grin. "Saying a lot of things I already think, to be honest." Though she'd get jumped for saying it all in public. She twisted her glass back and forth for a moment, thinking. "I'll take it," she said, and almost immediately ordered another drink. Not because it was a bad thing but it was a big thing, and potentially risky. "I'll keep up in the shop and with your stuff, I've done it before." She would be perpetually tired, but she could handle it. "I will have to get some things together and all, but I don't have much outside of a job, so."

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the_richard
2014-10-04 02:52 pm UTC (link)

"Either. Neither. Both."

Rich made a quick gesture with one hand, as if throwing something small away. "So she was just another mercenary. And what does it tell you about the state of the wizarding world that it isn't the best gets the training, but the one that can pay?"

"I make money in an amount unbecoming to a gentleman with a couple of parlour tricks and a quick mind. All in a legal fashion too. Just not all of it in countries where the rule of law stretches very far."

Reaching into his jacket inside pocket, Rich brought out a DayTimer and a felt-tip pen. He'd rather have used his Blackberry, but around as much magic as there was in Monument Alley it would burn out if he even turned it on. Right then his service was answering his calls. "Here's my card - the one I give out in the wizarding world because it has owl addresses as well as the usual numbers. Get in touch when you're ready to move and I'll send some of the office boys around to pack and tote. Give you directions to Clink Street and meet you there with keys for the flat. Need to key you to my wards, too. No rush, but the sooner you get started, the better. At least take tonight to think on it, though."

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pandacharms
2014-10-05 12:46 am UTC (link)

Her fingers flicked in an unconsciously dismissive manner, a habit she'd learned from her mother growing up. "Never will claim our slice of the wizarding world is doing great."

Her eyebrows raised slightly, a small smile playing on her lips. She rather thought he could have been a Slytherin, to word that sentence so. She would figure it out if she spent any amount of time as a bodyguard though.

Dora looked over the card he handed her, nodding as she looked it over. "I don't really have enough to pack and tote, not unless I was moving the stuff in my aunt's workshop," she said with a casual wave of the fingers. "And not all that's mine, either." She'd lived out of a dimensional trunk she'd made herself for a long time. "I'll owl you though, soon. Just got to get my brain together about it all." It would be overwhelming, a little, when she actually had time to think about it, but it wouldn't be the first split second decision she'd ever made -- and honestly, you couldn't make a much worse one, or better one, than becoming a Death Eater to save your little sister.

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