Tracey Davis (swk_tracey) wrote in secrets_we_keep, @ 2014-04-04 18:51:00 |
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Entry tags: | april 2005, complete, theodore nott, tracey davis |
RP: Back in the Saddle Again
Who: Tracey Davis, Theodore Nott, Albert (NPC)
Where: Stables where Theodore works, London
When: 4 April, 2005
Rating: PG
Status: Complete
To say Tracey had been in a sour mood since coming home from Turkey was an understatement. It had been almost a week, and she had barely reached out to any of her friends. She hadn't even been to see Draco yet, which was unusual even in the confines of their weird non-relationship. In fact, the only thing she'd really done since coming home was sulk in her flat and beg her partner, Albert, to sign up with her for whatever assignment came up next. Never mind that neither of them had been home in months, Tracey had the strongest desire to be anywhere else but England just then.
Albert, who was keen on sticking around at least a few months, had not proved incredibly sympathetic to her sudden bout of wander lust. So, instead of going on an adventure to Eritrea as Tracey had wanted, she was instead being driven out of London and into the country. When they pulled into what looked very much like a large stables, her eyebrows shot up, and she looked over at Albert, who had a grin on his face, green eyes positively dancing with mischief.
"No," she said. Albert was already opening the door, however.
"Oh come on, Tracey. It will be fun." his words were still colored by a German accent, though at least it had faded over the years she'd known him. When they'd first met, he'd been nigh incomprehensible, and she'd had to pick up a fair amount of German to communicate. "Besides, the instructors here are beautiful."
Tracey rolled her eyes. "So basically, I'm here to legitimize your creepy ogling of the stable hands." She undid her seat belt before climbing out of the car, straightening her t-shirt before closing the car door.
"If that's how you want to see it, that's fine, but we both know you needed out of your flat." Albert shut his door and ran his hand through his dark, curly hair. Then he turned and headed over to the stables, calling out for a man inside. Tracey sighed and kicked at a bit of dirt with her dragon hide boot before following.