Trevor sold his scruples for a galleon. (a_shady_bloke) wrote in sixdegreesrpg, @ 2011-02-07 22:05:00 |
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Entry tags: | 2006 february, retired: melinda bobbin, retired: trevor scabior |
Characters: Trevor Scabior and Melinda Bobbin
Setting: Hogs Head, Monday evening
Summary: A warrant is out on Gretchen and Trevor wants to know just what Melinda is willing to do about it...and how much it will cost him.
Rating: TBD
Trevor motioned at the bartender to pour him another shot and wondered for a moment why they'd never just leave him the bottle. He'd already had a few rounds and wondered whether Melinda hadn't understood he meant to meet right away or if she just had no concept of time. He supposed he could always get one of his crew to stake out the bar and signal him to return whenever she deigned to show herself. But that meant he'd most likely have to see Gretchen and he couldn't do that until things were taken care of.
He couldn't remember the last time he'd felt like he had when Melinda wrote him. Gretchen had made her share of mistakes in the past and it wasn't the first time he'd had to bail her out but none of them could hold a candle to this. A warrant meant hitwizards and the ministry and a trial and fucking Azkaban! He couldn't let Gretchen go to Azkaban, he relied on her, business wise more than he'd ever like to admit and he needed her personally more than he was even aware of. Letting out a frustrated sigh he took a sip of his whiskey before taking another and knocking the whole shot down. He wasn't a big dreamer, he preferred reality to the abstract, but he hoped so much that Melinda was as flexible about things as he was counting on. The alternative options weren't very appealing.