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countingsheep (countingsheep) wrote in unexpectedrpg,
@ 2008-07-21 08:00:00

Current mood:	cynical
Current music:	Funeral music..
Entry tags:	eleanor branstone, zacharias smith

Who: Zacharias Smith and Eleanor Julia Branstone
What: Discussing marriage ~~and getting wasted~~ and stuff.
When: "Today", 7 P.M.
Where: The Three Broomsticks
Rating: PG-13 for language
Status: Finished!

If glares shot daggers, Zacharias would probably have a few holes in his head at this particular moment. Sitting in a rather untraditional position, he tapped his fingers consistantly atop the glazed brown table of his frequent pub. Living only a few steps from it, so to speak of his flat, it was an easy catch to settle down after a long day at work.

A pair of black high lace-up boots, worn loose, rest against the edge of the table as he leaned down in the chair. He used them to push off just a bit and rock himself in the beaten chair. His pants were a bit tight and a washed black, a zipper chasing down his leg from the knee on each side, which was held closed. His shirt was a simple white, adorned by a few stains- good luck guessing what they were of- and his trademark blazer was a rather loud red plaid.

He brought his tapping to a stop, much to the relief of those around him in the busy-ish pub. He placed both of his hands up to the back of his blonde head and laced them together. His hair stuck up only on the top of his head, the back was too much to be dealing with, and who was he to be impressing her, anyways? Apparently, he wasn't going for that or he would have made an attempt to dress a little better.

He didn't appear to be too pleased about their meeting, his eyebrows drawn together as he gazed at his classic beer, lonely and untouched on the table. He decided he would ~~try to~~ refrain from drinking too much upon their first meeting. Well... it was worth a shot, anyways. Who knew what this would bring to the table.

He pulled a disgusted face as he thought of the word, Ugh- marriage.

Hopefully she'll show... he thought, keeping his rich blue eyes on his sweating beer. It looked as if his nervousness was rubbing off on it, what was he supposed to be expecting from her? Not that she worried him a bit, but none of their shared words had ever been kind. Then again, maybe it wouldn't be such a bad thing...

He brought down one of his feet and reached forward for his beer, taking a few rather large swallows and setting it back down; off-center from the wet ring that indicated where it had once been sitting.

Oh, yeah... he could feel it... This was going to be one tense evening.

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	eleanor_ 2008-07-22 01:01 pm UTC (link)
	"Oh leave me alone. My bag is the only girly thing I have," El laughed, opening the door when she'd finally found the key. "Here we are. Welcome to your...well soon to be home, I guess." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	countingsheep 2008-07-22 01:10 pm UTC (link)
	He shrugged and stepped inside, peering around with a whistle. "Nice, how rooms is it?" He asked and brought up a hand to scratch at the side of his head. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	countingsheep 2008-07-22 01:10 pm UTC (link)
	how many rooms* (Reply to this) (Parent)

	eleanor_ 2008-07-22 01:12 pm UTC (link)
	"Ah well, it is not too bad, I guess," El smiled, dropping her bag and flopping down on the couch. "Kitchen, bathroom, living room, huge closet and only one bedroom, I fear." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	countingsheep 2008-07-22 01:19 pm UTC (link)
	He grinned, "Perfect." "Now I can physically harrass you while you're sleeping." He gave her a wink and stuffed his hands inside his pockets, leaning against one of the walls. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	eleanor_ 2008-07-22 01:21 pm UTC (link)
	"Don't you dare," She mock glared at him, crossing her arms in front of her chest. "You can sit down, you know? Would you like something to drink?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	countingsheep 2008-07-22 01:30 pm UTC (link)
	He shrugged, "Mmmmm, I'm a'right, I think," he said and sat down. "Thanks. I'm thinking I want a cigarette, though. You want? I still owe you one." He reached into his blazer pocket and pulled out a pack, giving a small smile. "Laziness, yeah?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	eleanor_ 2008-07-22 01:35 pm UTC (link)
	"Yeah sure." El agreed and made herself comfortable on the couch, trying not to think about how awkward it would be to share her apartment with someone. That someone being her husband on top of that all. Oh my, the world was surely confusing these days. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

countingsheep
2008-07-22 01:44 pm UTC (link)

He pulled one out, along with the lighter that he kept tucked inside the box. He held the cigarette carefully between his index and middle fingers, with the lighter laying in the palm of his hands as he held them out for her to take.

"So, how long have you been living here?" He asked, to keep it from getting quiet. He pulled a cigarette for himself out after she took them from him and leaned back on the couch, tucking his box of "necessities" back into his blazer pocket.

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	eleanor_ 2008-07-22 01:47 pm UTC (link)
	El took the cigarette and lighter with a smile. After lighting it she handed the lighter back to Zach, slowly exhaling the smoke through her nose. "Uhm...nearly three years now. Moved here right after I finished school. How long have you been living in Hogsmeade? Are you working there or something? I mean, I don't even know what you're doing for a living." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	countingsheep 2008-07-22 02:03 pm UTC (link)
	"Yes, I have a lousy desk job," he pouted and took the lighter from her to light up his cigarette, carelessly dropping it back into his blazer pocket as he inhaled the smoke. "I'd rather not talk about it. Not what I want to be doing at all." "I've been living there for... four, five years, maybe. I'm not sure. Parents gave it to me." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	eleanor_ 2008-07-22 02:06 pm UTC (link)
	"If it isn't what you want to do you should look for another job," El chewed her bottom lip. She couldn't imagine working in an office or having anything like a normal job at all. "Oh wow, that's a long time. You know, you don't have to give your flat up just for living here. Makes me feel somehow bad now." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	countingsheep 2008-07-22 02:11 pm UTC (link)
	He shrugged and shrank down on the couch as he took another drag, resting his head on the back of the couch and looking up towards the ceiling as he slowly exhaled the cloud of smoke. "Yeah, I should. Just don't have the motivation for it." He turned his head to look at her and raised a brow, "Why do you feel bad? It's profit for us, yeah?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	eleanor_ 2008-07-22 02:20 pm UTC (link)
	"I'll motivate you sometime after the wedding," El winked, relaxing more again. "Well yes, but if you've been living there that long it must be kinda...well hard to move out now, or?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

countingsheep
2008-07-22 02:29 pm UTC (link)

Zach smiled lightly and turned his head back forward. He watched the smoke rise from his cigarette in a pattern, moving it a little between his index and middle fingers to make it dance.

"Mmmm, no. I don't think I'll really have any problems with it, I'm ready to get out of there, anyways. Not my calling, I didn't pick it. Was just given it, you know?"

"So, you're going to have to explain to me your job. What is it that you do? I don't really understand. Are you an actor?"

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	eleanor_ 2008-07-22 02:31 pm UTC (link)
	"Oh, okay then." El nodded. She would have died if she had to live in a small town like Hogsmeade, but she wouldn't have wanted to force him out of a flat he loved either. "I'm an actress, yes. Actually the first performance of the new play I am in is in two weeks. Would you like to come?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	countingsheep 2008-07-22 02:36 pm UTC (link)
	"No!!" He said almost immediately after she asked him if he'd like to come. He grinned and looked at her, "Of course. I'll be the one holding the huge embarrassing sign letting everyone know that you're my fiance." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	eleanor_ 2008-07-22 02:38 pm UTC (link)
	El rolled her eyes, but couldn't help but smile. "That proud of being my fiance, huh?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	countingsheep 2008-07-22 02:40 pm UTC (link)
	He looked away from her and tried his hardest to keep from smiling, as that would give everything away. "What? Noooo. We're enemies!" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	eleanor_ 2008-07-22 02:43 pm UTC (link)
	"Oh how could I ever forget that. My bad." El laughed, sinking a bit lower until she was in a half sitting, half lying position on the couch. Suppressing a yawn she took another drag of her cigarette. "Enemies sharing a wardrobe." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	countingsheep 2008-07-22 03:09 pm UTC (link)
	He gave a laugh, "You'd like to think that, wouldn't you." "Enemies... with you walking about naked and giving in to my every need." He winked at her and took another drag. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	eleanor_ 2008-07-22 03:20 pm UTC (link)
	"Not even in your wildest dreams," She retorted, rolling her eyes in mock annoyance. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	countingsheep 2008-07-22 03:22 pm UTC (link)
	"Hey, now." He turned his head and fluttered his eyelashes in that silly, flirty way that he does. "I'm only kidding. Why don't you come over here and give me a kiss?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	eleanor_ 2008-07-22 03:25 pm UTC (link)
	"A kiss? I'm not sure. A punch, however, I can do." El replied with another roll of her eyes. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	countingsheep 2008-07-22 03:32 pm UTC (link)
	"Ouch," he pouted and took another drag of his cigarette. "Oh, I see. You're just playing hard to get, yeah?" He winked, "That's fine. We've got plenty of time." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)