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Greg Goyle ([info]goyle_g) wrote in [info]finnigans_rpg,
@ 2014-10-05 09:15:00

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Entry tags:character: blaise zabini, character: gemma farley, character: gregory goyle, character: millicent bulstrode, character: pandora montgomery

Happy Housewarming
Who: Greg, Pansy and open to invited guests.
What: Housewarming - drinks, food, Slytherin socialising.
Where: Greg's flat above McHavelock's Wizarding Headgear
When: Saturday night (let's pretend I didn't forget and fall asleep yesterday)
Rating: SFW? I'll update if not.

Pansy had organised the party, arranging and rearranging Greg's new furniture to suit herself while Greg looked on, moving what she told him to move and otherwise making himself helpful. She'd arranged for food and drinks, too and Greg tried not to wonder where the money was coming from. He doubted it was from his own suddenly inadequate Gringott's vault.

He had technically approved the guest list when Pansy had owled it to him earlier in the week, but he'd already basically forgotten who was on it. Marcus and Pansy, obviously, Astoria and Draco. Other Slytherins from their circle - Greg trusted Pansy's judgement on that. The wards were still up, but his door was open so that anyone could walk in from the street and up the stairs past Mrs McHavelock's shop.



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Re: Blaise, Gemma and OPEN
[info]ffionprew
2014-10-10 02:36 am UTC (link)
"Nothing wrong with suitable benefits."

Her eyes narrowed - she didn't care for insinuations that she was lying, even when she was telling the truth (which, agreed, was rare enough, but it did happen). "Maybe your memory's the one lapsing, since she seemed pretty harrassed with you when you started arguing with her. Either way, the details aren't my business - whether it happens on my knut is, however. And speaking of knuts, when was the last time you had a proper manicure?" she offered with a smirk.

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Blaise, Gemma and OPEN
[info]dark_blaise
2014-10-11 01:42 am UTC (link)
Blaise wasn't going to further argue semantics with the woman. He knew that Astoria had stuck her nose in where it didn't belong that day. If she took offense that was on her and not at all related to his actions. Blaise could only control what he did not how people decided to interpret those actions.

When she mentioned a proper manicure Blaise had to fight not to roll his eyes. "Manicures are for my mother," the emphasis on mother could not be missed. Besides, anyone that knew Blaise knew that while he took care of himself there were just certain lines he didn't cross.

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Re: Blaise, Gemma and OPEN
[info]ffionprew
2014-10-11 06:25 pm UTC (link)
Gemma's fingers tightened on her glass at the inflection that was so very obvious. She had spent most of her life fighting against the idea that she was weaker and less than because of her gender, having to be harsher and stronger than any of the boys on the quidditch pitch just so she could keep her spot and in doing so got banned, and the years of using men to survive on Knockturn because if she didn't use them then she would be the one used, abused, and assaulted. She stood up to her full height, pride in dignity coming out of every pore, and though her face was calm, almost serene, her eyes flashed with an inner fire.

"Then your mother has excellent taste, as do the many men, women, and those in between who enjoy manicures and such. If you ever change your mind, my business isn't hard to find. Have a good evening, Zabini." With that, she nodded and moved along.

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