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Malcolm Baddock (ex_malleable172) wrote in ultrarpg,
@ 2008-09-03 21:15:00

Who: Malcolm Baddock and Jude Dorny
What: Friends reunite?
Where: Jude's Flat in Diagon Alley
When: [Backdated to] Sunday, 31 April. Afternoonish.
Rating: TBD
Status: In Progress

"I'll be there soon" was a little less soon for Malcolm Baddock than it might have been for the average person. Still, he'd been relatively good for himself, not taking too long, mostly because he didn't want to spend extra time when Jude couldn't even bother to come over to say he was back. Why should he put so much into his own appearance? Why should he rush over? But just because he thought that didn't mean he wouldn't go over dressed in just anything. Of course not. That wasn't his style. Besides, he wanted to make an impression and a point, though he had no idea what that point was. Hopefully his jeans and his shirt knew more about that point than he did. If the image in the mirror was any indication (along with his reflection's reaction), they knew. He wished they would tell him what it was, but he didn't have time to dwell on it, so he fixed his hair and headed downstairs, giving a quick good-bye to his mum as he Disapparated, concentrating on the Leaky Cauldron.

Once at the pub, Malcolm double checked the address, headed out the back door of the pub to the little courtyard, and entered Diagon Alley after tapping the appropriate bricks with his wand. He watched the archway turn back into a wall and slowly headed toward Magical Menagerie, glancing at the window fronts of the stores he passed. Should he buy a flat warming present for Jude? It seemed appropriate, but he couldn't think of anything to buy, and nothing in the windows seemed appropriate. Maybe he'd see what Jude needed first and then get him something. He'd also have to make sure his brothers and mum didn't give him something at dinner, like plates, or that Jude didn't also grab anything he had left in his room. He frowned a little as he thought about what he could get, walking right past the store and the flat building. It wasn't until he nearly ran into someone coming out of another store that he realised he'd passed Jude's building, and he blushed slightly, turning quickly on his heel. He moved as quickly as he could without seemingly like he was doing just that and slipped into building eighteen as someone slipped out.

Third floor, he thought, staring at the stairs. He stared for a minute, gathering up his courage, before finally walking up, still moving slowly. He told himself to remain calm and collected, and he raised his chin just a bit. He paused to check himself in a mirror on the second floor landing, making sure he looked calmer than he felt. He nodded once to his reflection and continued upward, stopping in front of the door on the right on the third floor. He studied it, checked the bit of parchment with the information on it, and stepped closer. He raised his hand, knocked three times, and lowered it, putting both hands in the back pockets of his jeans, resisting the urge to bite his lip as he waited for Jude to answer the door.

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judicable
2008-09-03 10:54 pm UTC (link)

Jude smiled, pressing his face into Malcolm's neck and shoulder. He had expected the cursing and hitting, but he contented himself in the fact that Malcolm was here, and hugging him. He smelled insanely good as well, and Jude felt very reluctant to loosen his grip on his friend - he wanted to do more than hug him really, but Jude resisted those urges. He stepped back and put his hand on Malcolm's lower back, letting him come into the flat. He closed the door behind him and kind of hesitated a little bit at the stern look. Jude ran his hand through his hair, messing it up a bit and biting his lip, wondering where he needed to start.

"I'm sorry, I wanted to surprise you but then I couldn't figure out how and I was in town and I'm sorry I didn't plan it out better. I pretty much caught the earliest portkey I could this morning and I was here. I'm here now, for a good long while, I need to get back to speaking English and Gobbledegook regularly and I really missed you. I wanted to see you first. I'm sorry," Jude babbled, frowning slightly and deciding to get the topic off of himself by showing Malcolm around the place. "Yeah it's a shithole, but it'll get better once I clean up the bugs. Here's the kitchen," he pointed to their right and waved at it.

"The bathroom is next to that and then my room, which is pretty big and has a view over the Alley which I like and then there's the living room, I guess, which has the most bugs so we're just staying out of it, and then there's a second bedroom there, and a closet and here's my stuff," Jude pointed at each of the doors, only the ones to his room and the bathroom were open. "I have a couch, too, it's in my room. And that's it! Oh, here's my cat. Well, he wasn't really mine, but he decided to come with me. He's named Maceió, from where I got him. He's less than a year old I think, I don't know much about him, he just started following me a couple of weeks ago." Jude reached down and picked his cat up and held him loosely - they were still trying to figure out each other and he didn't want to get scratched again. "Say hi Maceió, this is Malcolm."

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ex_malleable172
2008-09-04 09:38 am UTC (link)

"Could have asked someone how to go about surprising people," Malcolm said. Surly someone in Brazil knew how to properly surprise a friend. He didn't say anything else on the matter, though, and turned his attention to where Jude directed. He thought it wasn't a shit hole, but he couldn't find a term for something worse than a shit hole, so that would have to do. He also thought it'd need more than getting rid of the bugs to make it get better. It needed a construction crew and then maybe a design crew, and then maybe it'd be livable. He kept his thoughts to himself, however. After all, not everyone was as... refined as him about some things. He also didn't have a lot of room to talk since he still lived with his parents. He just nodded a little, taking the little flat in.

Malcolm quirked a brow at the cat. "Aren't animals supposed to be in quarantine or something when they come over from another country," he asked, sounding more curious than malicious. He thought they were supposed to, but he didn't really know. He'd never traveled with an animal before, so maybe there wasn't a rule about that in Britain. He looked at the cat and slowly extended his hand for him to sniff. Hopefully he wouldn't decide he smelled like danger and attack him. He wondered if he'd been de-clawed, and he figured probably not. Not that the cat didn't still have teeth. "Hi Maceió," he said softly, trying not to frighten the cat. He closed his eyes half way and then opened them again, still calmly watching the cat.

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judicable
2008-09-06 02:58 pm UTC (link)

"I'm sorry, alright? I totally messed up and it was really stupid of me to tell you I was back," Jude said, biting back a sharper tone, because he wanted Malcolm to stay and to come to dinner with him at his mother's house. He'd missed Malcolm and knew how stupid he had been not to go with his first instinct of showing up on Malcolm's doorstep with his bags and cat and tell him, but that's not what happened and Jude sort of wanted to move on from that. He gave a small smile as Malcolm looked around the flat, he could tell by the look on the other man's face that he hated the place and now that he'd seen it, Malcolm would totally help him find some stuff to fill it up. Jude was definitely looking forward to that. He loved shopping and even more, he loved spending time with Malcolm and doing both at the same time was something to look forward to.

Jude shrugged as the cat sniffed daintily at Malcolm's hand before butting his head against it, apparently deigning to allow Malcolm to pet him, while digging his claws into Jude's arm. "Perhaps, I don't know. I didn't really tell anyone he was coming along with me. I'll take him to get looked at though, just in case. He's not really lived in a city before, so I don't know how well he'll take to apartment living, but we'll figure something out. He likes you," Jude smiled at Malcolm softly, noting that the cat had started purring lightly. "Do you want to open your gifts?"

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ex_malleable172
2008-09-09 12:36 pm UTC (link)

It just hurt, all right? he thought ridiculously, but he wasn't going to voice it. Instead, Malcolm patted the cat and nodded quietly, thinking about how completely shallow he was. And cheap. Clearly he could be bought with presents. He mentally sighed and then sat down on the first available surface that didn't look infested with bugs or anything else disgusting. Silently, he went over spells in his head to get rid of the vermin, thinking he should have also brought a potion or something to be safe. He also thought after he opened his presents, he'd take care of the bugs for Jude so at least the cat wouldn't be alone during dinner and having to deal with the bugs. He tilted his head lightly and looked over at the cat.

"Oy, Maceió, you know you're a cat, yes? Why not scare the bugs away," he asked the cat softly, more curious than anything. "You're a big, ferocious cat, and they're just bugs. You could eat them or squish them at least. Threaten them with it anyway. I'm pretty sure the bugs here understand a cat that means business even if they're English bugs and not Portuguese."

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