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Orla Quirke ([info]elegantchaos) wrote in [info]unexpectedrpg,
@ 2008-07-18 13:24:00

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Entry tags:orla quirk, terry boot

Who: Orla Quirke and Terry Boot
When: Friday around noon
Where: Quality Quidditch Supplies Place
What: Orla takes pictures of Terry's brooms like he asked her to.
Rating: PG
Status: Closed/In Progress


Allowing herself to indulge in a bit more sleep than she usually got, Orla woke up around midmorning in a good mood. She had plans to enjoy her day off, though would first drop by Terry's work to take the photographs he had commissioned. Then, she planed to lose herself in London for the rest of the day and do nothing but take pictures and look at the sights. It wasn't very often that she went into the city anyway.

Dressing, Orla had a spot of breakfast before heading out and apparating into Diagon Alley. She had only been to the store Terry worked at a handful of times and, unless she had completely forgotten, she had never, ever bought anything from it. Why on Earth would she when she wasn't particularly fond or skilled at flying? Sidestepping a mother and her child, Orla read the signs as she walked on, finally coming to the one she was looking for. With her camera around her neck, she pushed the door open and stepped inside. It was dark inside, but it was because her eyes hadn't adjusted to the different lighting and when they finally did, she realised that the shop had changed since the last time she saw it.


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[info]theimagined
2008-07-19 10:13 pm UTC (link)
"Yeah.. yeah sure.." he replied, though his slightly nervous speech wasn't to do with talk of marriage. No, it was all because Orla wanted him to take the twins out. He could charm any scratches away, if they got through the charms already keeping them scratch and dent proof, but it would still make him cringe if anything happened to them. Carefully he used his hands to lift the glass and place it behind the counter on the ground.

"Better?" He watched, anxiously, but really he did trust Orla to not suddenly trip and fall into them. "No one? Lucky, you still have time to get out of the country. What are you going to do when they do match you?"

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[info]elegantchaos
2008-07-19 10:50 pm UTC (link)
Orla noticed his nervousness and couldn't help but laugh at him. "I'm not going to break them or even touch them, silly, so don't worry!" she promised and took several photographs of them in succession, each from different angles, and some with the flash and some without. All-in-all, she had taken at least a dozen pictures of them. "Did you want a shot with yourself holding them, then?" she asked, waving her camera.

"I hope they don't place me. If they want to actually have a successful marriage, they shouldn't marry me off. I'd be the worst wife ever!" she said, scrunching her nose up. "Honestly, I might have the whole cooking and cleaning thing down, but you know how I am with people I don't know."

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[info]theimagined
2008-07-19 11:43 pm UTC (link)
She did make a good point. Was there ever a memory of Orla being overly clumsy back in school? Not that he could recall, so his nerves settled a bit. He shook his head in reply to her question though. "Ah, no. I'm just a bit too ugly today." He was the slightest bit camera shy at times when he felt he needed a good shave and hair cut, such as today.

When she finished he placed the glass back over them and began digging a few coins out of his jean pockets. "Now that's not true. If you had to be mine, Orla, I'd be celebrating the day of the news. You're a great companion. Now, how much is it?"

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[info]elegantchaos
2008-07-20 12:03 am UTC (link)
Merely rolling her eyes at the ugly comment, Orla took her camera off from around her neck and placed it on the counter. He could be such a girl sometimes, she mused, smiling to herself.

A blush spread across her cheeks though when he said that he would celebrate if they had received the papers that said they were bound together. It was a lovely compliment. "Thanks," she said, even though she still felt that she would make a horrible wife! "Oh don't," she said, waving her hand at him. "There's not charge; it's on the house."

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