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Michael Brenton Corner (corneredartist) wrote in ultrarpg,
@ 2008-08-27 20:36:00

Current mood:	chipper
Current music:	The Cure - Just Like Heaven

Who: Michael and Orla
What: a first date of sorts
Where: a muggle park in London
When: Wednesday, early evening
Rating: Um, dunno PG 13?
Status: Closed/In Progress

Michael had been looking forward to this since they'd decided to get together. Orla was just cool as hell and he hoped this went well. He showered, shaved and got dressed. He stayed casual since they were going to the park, but made sure he was still fairly neat. He put on a vintage t-shirt and some jeans with a courderoy blazer and his chucks. He attempted to fix his hair, which he liked to think was artfully messy and apparated to London.

He wasn't too far from where they'd agreed to meet and on the way he stopped in a small flower shop. He didn't want to get roses or something that seemed cheesy or overdone. Michael spotted a container of loose sunflowers. He picked what he thought looked like the brightest one and bought it. With a happy smile and a little hum he headed to Orla's flat. Finding the door, he knocked on it and leaned against the frame waiting for her to answer. He sniffed at the sunflower and smiled.

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corneredartist
2008-08-27 11:01 pm UTC (link)

Michael grinned the whole way out of the building. She didn't think it was weird and was actually considering it. He followed her out of the building and paused a moment to stretch. Michael looked about trying to get his bearings. "I think the park I looked up is over that way," he said pointing to his right. "So how's your week been? You're still working at the bar or have you had your last day already?"

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qisforquirky
2008-08-27 11:11 pm UTC (link)

Orla watched he stretched taking in the early evening air, she realized she had not been out all night. Orla looked over at the direction Michael pointed and slipped her hand in his as they headed in that direction. "My week has been good, tiring though all that packing. I think I pulled something lifting boxes." She shrugged before continuing. "So how has your week been?" Orla didn't want to admit that her entire week so far had been waiting for this day.

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corneredartist
2008-08-27 11:20 pm UTC (link)

Michael adjusted their hands, lacing his fingers with hers. He squeezed them gently when she said she'd pulled something. "You know you could have asked me to help," he said a bit concerned. He hoped she was feeling okay. If she did pull something perhaps swings weren't the best idea then. He walked along with her looking about at the various buildings. "It was good. I'm nearly finished with the bar design and now we're just looking at places to get the menus printed and a new hanging sign for out front." He shrugged as he continued. "I'll paint the logo on the glass doors myself. That's the fun part for me," he smiled.

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qisforquirky
2008-08-27 11:32 pm UTC (link)

Orla liked the feeling of Michael's hand in hers, she looked at their hands when he squeezed hers and it caused a smile. "I didn't know if you were busy and I didn't want to bother you." Perhaps asking Michael to help would have been a good idea. "Well you could help me later?" She asked him wondering if he would be up for that. "Well not like tonight but another day."

Hearing about the on goings of the bar design. "Oh that is great. I want to see this glass door when you are done." Orla grinned as she looked around at their surroundings. She had an idea of which park they were headed too. "You know I really like your drawings by the way." Orla knew she had chose wisely when she had asked Michael to do the art work for her bar.

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corneredartist
2008-08-28 12:55 am UTC (link)

"Sure I'll help you out," he smiled. "Just let me know when." Michael didn't mind helping her, especially if it meant she'd avoid further injury. Plus, he'd get to spend more time with her and that was good too.

"Oh thanks," he replied. Michael ran his free hand through his hair. He thought he was fairly good, but those drawings were kind of rough to him. He was a bit of a perfectionist when it came to his art. "Yeah I'll let you know when I finish it. You can come down to the bar and check it out." He looked up at the sky and smiled. "I'm glad it's such a nice day. I haven't been on the swings in ages."

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qisforquirky
2008-08-28 09:08 am UTC (link)

"Oh you are so awesome!" Orla was thrilled not only would she not have to worry about lugging her stupid stuff and pulling something again Michael would be there and that was just awesome. Perhaps this moving was a blessing in disguise. She had yet another reason to see Michael. "Thanks though really."

"Oh you're welcome." Orla thought he was great but anyone was compared to her. "Thanks I look forward to it." She was looking forward to seeing his drawings but once more it was a reason to see him. "I know I haven't been on the swings in ages either."

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corneredartist
2008-08-30 09:52 pm UTC (link)

being sick and studying sucks. I'm beginning to ponder chopping my own head off.

Michael just laughed when she called him awesome. It wasn't anything big really. He was more than happy to help her. "I remember being a kid and thinking it was so daring to stand up on the and swing as high as I could. Though I knew I was a wizard and for some reason I thought if I flew off I could actually fly." He chuckled sofly and shook his head. "Never did work, though. My brother got quite a kick out of that explanation while mum was pouring bone mending potions down my throat."

The park gates were coming into view. He liked this one. The flowers were so colorful around the entry and he loved the old trees. Michael felt the familiar itch for his charcoals when he looked at them. "The swings are pretty close to the entry if I remember correctly."

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qisforquirky
2008-08-30 10:21 pm UTC (link)

Orla was rather amused as she listened to him. She could definitely picture him in a cape attempting to jump from a swing. She laughed at the mental image. "Please tell me you had a cape on when this jump took place? It would make it that much more amazing." Orla laughed almost giggling at the thought once more of Michael jumping from a swing in a cape. "I am sorry you had to deal with the bone mending potion it is gross, or so I hear. When I broke a bone I did it the old muggle way since my mum is muggle." Orla didn't mind talking about her mum ever.

"Yup they are," she said giving his hand a squeeze. "So what are we going to do if there is only one swing? What if kids are using them?" Orla raised her eyebrow at him as she continued to walk with him.

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corneredartist
2008-08-30 11:10 pm UTC (link)

"Well I was about eight and I didn't have an actual cape so it was more like a towel," he smiled. "Oh that had to be annoying. Don't muggles wear those things on their arms for weeks?" That was one thing that he was greatful for over the years. Even though his dad was a muggle, he could appreciate the advantage of wizard medicine. "My mum is a healer, which is good because with two boys there was always someone getting hurt. Even my sister, Eva, was a bit of a tomboy."

Michael looked around the park, grinning as she squeezed his hand. "Well you know I'm not above scaring off a few kids if it's required," he joked. "If there's just one you can go on it. I'll even push you if you like," he grinned at her as they began to walk into the park gates.

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