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Adrian Pucey (notreallydead) wrote in my_rpg,
@ 2009-08-02 18:43:00

Who: Adrian Pucey & Astoria Greengrass
What: Checkin up on a body
Where: Morgue
When: Sunday evening

Adrian combed a hand through the shelves of his fridge. A heart here, a liver there, he hated when one of the Healers from up there asked to check up on a patient. Especially after he disemboweled the parts for organ donations. After finding the right bags, he plopped them onto the surgical table to be reassembled when the Healer got here. Reassembling wasn’t his favorite thing to do either.

He flipped through the corpse’s papers, scanning the boxes for a name. As he was looking, he came across a familiar one in the attending Healer’s box: Greengrass. It piqued at his memory.

The knock on the Morgue door came almost too soon. Having little time to search his memory, he walked out into the receiving room and turned the door knob.

There was a blonde standing in the doorway.

“Hi,” he began. Adrian was relieved he wasn’t in the middle of an autopsy like the last time he had a visitor.

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notreallydead
2009-08-04 04:56 am UTC (link)

"Right, growing up," he nodded his head. He did his own growing up too. Mainly getting out of his house and making his own decisions.

He was debating what to say next. There was a place he knew of, a ballroom that held monthly dances. He'd come across it a lot, watch from time to time, but never actually went in because he didn't have anybody to go with. He thought maybe...just maybe...

"You know..." he began. Too late to take it back now. "You don't have to be all grown up all the time. There's this ballroom that holds dances every month and the next one is coming up. If you'd like, I could--I mean. We could. Just. You know. As friends."

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	fireandlife 2009-08-04 05:14 am UTC (link)
	Oh, he was completely adorable. Astoria found herself blushing again. In earnest. He was asking her on a dancing date! It was one of the cuter things that ever happened to her. "I'd like that. A lot." Who'd have thought that coming down to the morgue to examine a possible poisoning victim's leftover body parts would end in being asked out on a date? "When?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	notreallydead 2009-08-04 05:29 am UTC (link)
	Okay. Now he was getting nervous again. He shifted uncomfortably and started to feel his palms get sweaty. "Erm..." he began. He couldn't remember the date for the life of him now! Blast it! "It's er..." He gave her a pathetic look. "I uhm..." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	fireandlife 2009-08-04 05:33 am UTC (link)
	"You can owl me." Astoria said, hopefully. She gave him a gentle smile. He was adorable, and she didn't mind if he got a little flustered. He was almost more adorable when he was flustered. "And we don't have to go dancing. We could just... have dinner." She shrugged softly. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	notreallydead 2009-08-04 05:55 am UTC (link)
	He nodded his head. Owling. That works. Much easier than apparating into their house. Is that how it was done? He wasn't sure. "Yeah. That works." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	fireandlife 2009-08-04 10:12 am UTC (link)
	Astoria lifted herself up off the counter. As much as she was enjoying their conversation, it was time for her to get back to work. "I look forward to hearing from you," she said, giving him a warm smile. "It's nice to see you again after all these years," She turned to walk to the exit. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	notreallydead 2009-08-04 09:50 pm UTC (link)
	"Yeah. It was good," he replied, turning around. "Bye! I'll...send you an owl." He watched as she left the Morgue, leaving him with quite a few body parts left to rebag. Damn. He'd actually have to learn how to dance now. (Reply to this) (Parent)

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