vieve. (vieveramsey) wrote in plagued_logs, @ 2016-01-29 09:39:00 |
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Entry tags: | 1999 january, cyril peakes, genevieve ramsey |
Who: Vieve & Cyril
What: Plotting
Where: Cyril's cottage
When: Friday Morning
Rating: I would imagine lots of cussing.
There had been a time in which Vieve would have loved to had a case assigned to her. Jumped at the opportunity, even, despite the work that was currently on her desk. That was what she'd lived for. Now? Now it was just a nuisance. She bundled up before heading out of the suddenly-noisier castle. Not that she minded the noise, really. What she minded was no longer being able to be obnoxiously affectionate with Charlie just about wherever the urge struck her. Small sacrifices, really. Students were easier to look after when they weren't a fifteen minute walk away. She made her way down the trail towards the village, and the cottages therein. She found her way to one of the ones reported empty as the residents had returned to the castle. Cyril was an easy find, really. She knocked softly on the door, more of an announcement of her arrival than a request for entry. "Hello, love." She said softly. "I have a question." |