Pansy Felicia Parkinson (pl_pansy) wrote in plagued_rpg, @ 2009-09-27 00:06:00 |
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Entry tags: | !grabme, 1998 september, pansy parkinson, tristan rivers |
Who: Pansy Parkinson and Tristan Rivers
What: Entertainment and distraction
Where: TBA
When: Saturday afternoon, after the funeral
Rating: TBA
Status: Incomplete | Closed
There was something about his eyes, she thought. Something that drew her in and made her think that there were secrets hidden in there that could raise or ruin her. It was a disconcerting feeling, one that she most certainly wasn't going to let him see that she was feeling.
She'd already seen that he was here. His reunion with Constantine at dinner the other night had not gone unnoticed by her.
The funeral itself had been far too long and dreary, with Pansy excusing herself not-so-delicately as soon as it had finished. But the courtyard was reasonably good for conducting some unassuming hovering, and when most of the crowd had disappeared, Pansy returned to the graveyard. He was still there, the sight of him sending a small thrill of anticipation through her.
A few steps and she was just behind him. "Tristan Rivers," she greeted quietly, faux wonder and amazement colouring her voice. "Please tell me that you have something exceptional planned to distract me from these recent goings on."