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Alicia Spinnet (unspun) wrote in strugglewithin,
@ 2008-11-18 21:53:00

Entry tags:

*complete, alicia spinnet, august 1997, verity de luca

RP: Girl Talk
Characters: Verity De Luca, Alicia Spinnet
Place: Diagin Alley
Date: 18 August 1997
Summary: The girls catch up on what's been going on and discuss the disturbing developments in Diagon.
Status: Private/Complete

Alicia came down the steps of Gringotts, a leather binder with some work documents under one arm, along with the rather disturbing paperwork she'd been asked to fill out earlier today. It was a very innoucuous looking form, but nonetheless, it bothered her, particularly with everything going on lately.

She had made plans to have drinks and some sort of food with Verity after work, and she headed down the pavement towards Fred and George's shop, wondering if they'd heard anything about the forms.

Her bootheels seemed loud on the cobblestones, and it seemed unusually empty for this time of day, which was strange. Almost as if everyone was holed up still at work or at home. She shrugged off the odd feeling it gave her and pushed in the door of the joke shop, noting Verity was alone behind the counter.

"Oi, Sweetheart," she said, grinning at the sight of Verity counting the money in the register. "Those totals better not be off when the money comes to the bank."

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veritas_amor
2008-11-18 09:00 pm UTC (link)

Forms. Verity hated forms. Especially the ones that asked her to describe herself in tiny little boxes. She was...so much more than that. And whenever she tried to fill them out her handwriting would get all cramped and tiny and she would inevitably run out of space anyway.

Plus, there was that annoying little space with the lines to write names of family members. And at the end? You had to put 'relation'. She was going to have to think on that one...she couldn't lie on a government form, could she? But then she would have to tell everyone. And she wasn't particularly ready for that.

"Oi yourself, Alicakes. I'm no thief!" she exclaimed, sticking out her tongue. "Besides, those two are in the back blowing shite up, d'you really think they'd notice if I took them for a few Galleons? She winked to show she was teasing, because really. They'd given her a job, she would never repay them by stealing from them.

Putting itching powder in their shoes, though? Hell yes.

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unspun
2008-11-18 09:22 pm UTC (link)

"True enough, but you might find your tits had shrunk overnight. No, on second thought, they'd probably just get bigger." She gave Verity a grin and then leaned in and gave her a hug in greeting before leaning against the counter with her elbows and waiting.

She cast a curious glance in the direction of the backroom, thinking that it was probably best not to distract the boys if they were in invention mode.

"You ready to go?" she asked. "I can muck around for a bit if you need to stay. Look at the new products."

	unspun 2008-11-19 10:22 pm UTC (link)
	Alicia rolled her eyes. She had no idea how Verity had dated him, let alone still talked to him. The man was a neanderthal. "They're my favorite too. And no need for that. I just stole my half back and then spilled coffee on his shoes. Plus, I don't play on ever seeing him in any capacity let alone a Danish stealing one, so I think we're fine." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	veritas_amor 2008-11-19 10:24 pm UTC (link)
	Verity's eyebrows lifted. "All right. But might I say that for someone who isn't planning on seeing him again... you're the one who brought him up." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	veritas_amor 2008-11-20 05:28 pm UTC (link)
	"No thanks. I like my rice, thank you," Verity said with a grin, although she completely ignored her own statement and stole a dumpling. Just one, though. She didn't need any more. "So. Shopping after this?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	unspun 2008-11-20 05:31 pm UTC (link)
	Al eyed the dumpling that Verity took and then plopped a Spring Roll on her plate for good measure. They were so going for ice cream for dessert. She pretended to consider that. "Shopping," she said. "Sounds like a brilliant idea." That, at least, was one thing they had in common. And a very important thing it was too. (Reply to this) (Parent)