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Theodore Nott ([info]fiadornott) wrote in [info]pandorarpg,
@ 2011-10-23 01:03:00

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Entry tags:!status: complete, ^date: october 30 2003, character: theodore nott, character: tracey davis

Characters: Tracey and Theodore
Setting: Mynydd House, Bristol (Theodore's home); 12:15
Content: Worksafe, likely, although there will certainly be reference made to what he was up to earlier.
Summary: Friends + Coffee = Awesome.

It was unusual to find Theodore's place in such a state of disarray. Books were in small piles around the house and Theodore himself was feeling somewhat disorganized after a rather unusual evening--or morning? It wasn't wholly good, nor was it wholly bad, but it was something unusual (i.e. when it was bad, it was bad; when it was good, it was good). Upon the return to Mynydd House, a home that looked grossly out of place but was magically hidden in downtown Bristol (where the rest of the city had sprouted around it and clearly shows the edges of the property), he knew that he'd be unable to sleep.

He wasn't sure as to whether it was due to the strange vision or whether it was due to the encounter earlier that evening. He did manage to occupy himself with thoughts of the vision, as he had read each and every entry, his own notes and related books from his library. He had a several pages of scribbled notes with a list of books that he'd have to find at the library or Flourish and Blotts.

What he had managed to not do was change out of what he was wearing the previous night. His tie was strewn across the library floor, but other than that he had found new energy to work on figuring things out despite the distinct smell of alcohol and perfume. That hadn't become a consideration while he was working away at trying to piece together what had happened. He just had one idea, which led to another, and to the next. It was a day off of work, but there never was a day off of his own curiousity. In a spare moment, he replied to some of the journal entries, but soon returned to work, losing track of time once more. He also did manage to forget to change into something more appropriate as Tracey would soon be stopping by with coffee. Instead he was sitting at the sitting room closest to the door and was drawn to an article about the effects of various types of magic on dreams and the origins of the draught of dreamless sleep.



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[info]fiadornott
2011-10-26 03:27 am UTC (link)
Picking up his wand, Theodore summoned the bottle of wine as he headed back to the kitchen to get a clean wine glass. It wasn't that hard to find things when one had magic, after all. It was about halfway done, but it didn't matter.

"This is for you," he said, pouring her a glass, and then setting the bottle on the side table. He picked up his glass and made a toast. "To better dreams."

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[info]lacedtrace
2011-10-27 03:04 am UTC (link)
"Thank you," she said and even smiling a bit amused. He'd made it sound like he couldn't find the wine, and then made it so easy. Of course magic always made things easier.

"To better dreams," Tracey echoed in the toast, and clinking her glass with his before taking a sip. The change of mood was already making her feel better, so Tracey decided it would be better to change the subject too. It was too soon for Tracey to think about her dreams the night before.

"So Theodore... are you going to the Gala on Halloween at the Ministry?"

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[info]fiadornott
2011-10-27 03:13 am UTC (link)
"The short answer is: No," Theodore said with a shrug. "And the long answer is no, I'd rather not. Too many people, most of whom will likely be drunk and doing foolish things."

"Are you?" He was almost certain that she'd go. Just since it was an excuse to dress up and all that stuff. Something that she was most certainly into and something that he was clearly not interested in.

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[info]lacedtrace
2011-10-27 03:27 am UTC (link)
Tracey frowned at Theo's abrupt answer, and his further explanation. Of course she knew that would be the case, but she had hoped she would be wrong. Especially considering that Theo got up to things that Tracey considered foolish.

"Of course I am," she said sipping some more wine. "I'm dressing up as Alice in Wonderland," she explained since she was quite happy with her costume. "I'm going for fun, but I'm going to see if I can catch a story for the Prophet."

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[info]fiadornott
2011-10-27 03:45 am UTC (link)
Theodore probably thought that the dance was as foolish as she had thought what he was up to was foolish. He was filling a basic biological need, and she was...he didn't really understand what she was doing. Except for maybe getting her job done, but she didn't need to remain that long or dress up to get a story for the Prophet, right? So they were even. He raised an eyebrow at her costume. "So you're going in costume then? I suppose it won't be the most outrageous costume though. At least."

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