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Saoirse Georgina Kelly ([info]ladensaol) wrote in [info]unexpectedrpg,
@ 2008-07-13 21:14:00

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Current music:Got What You Wanted--Hanson
Entry tags:emma dobbs, open, saoirse fawcett

Who: Saoirse and anyone!
What: Making friends!/Celebrating a break-up
When: June 28, 2002; Saoirse's night before her day off
Where: O'Malley's, London
Rating: PG-13 to start, because she's got a mouth on her
Status: Open/In Progress



Irish pubs were like little pieces of home to Saoirse. She was enjoying her evening with a pint or two, seated at the bar. It was the best place to meet new people, in her opinion. And here she was, with a man named Connor, arguing as to whether or not the O'Tooles should be allowed to rule of traditional Leinster.

"No, Connor, that's flippin shit, if you ask me. The O'Tooles were forced out of Kildare. My family is back, sure and that's the truth, but here you come along saying it ought to be the Maguires with power in Kildare? Please. I just broke up with a Maguire. He and his own aren't fit to shine the O'Tooles boots," she nodded before taking a gulp of her Harp.

Connor laughed. "I'll not be arguing the point with you anymore, Saoirse, my girl."

"Good, because I've had it up to here with your gibberish, Connor." They both laughed and she turned to order another drink.



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[info]ladensaol
2008-07-14 04:07 pm UTC (link)
Grinning, Saoirse clinked her glass with the other woman's bottle. "I'm Saoirse by the way."

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[info]eleanor_
2008-07-15 12:56 am UTC (link)
"Eleanor, but call me El or...whatever you like, I don't care," El leaned back in the chair as she observed the crowd, taking a sip of beer every now and then.

"Ah, nothing interesting going on."

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[info]ladensaol
2008-07-15 01:01 am UTC (link)
"I was hoping for a fine lad, at least," Saoirse grinned. "Not a single fucking one, though I see. Perhaps the pub is not the best place for it."

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