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empty journal ([info]fameandglory) wrote in [info]unexpectedrpg,
@ 2008-07-22 23:41:00

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Entry tags:marcus flint, palmer montague, saoirse fawcett

WHO: Marcus Flint and Saoirse Fawcett with a brief show by some photographers and Palmer Montague!
WHAT: Proposing for the public and who knows what else!
WHERE: Leap, Ireland, her home.
WHEN: The morning after the Owls.
STATUS: Complete
RATING: PG-13 for bad language and maybe higher for whatever else happens.



Had there been a muggle child watching they might’ve found the scene somewhat familiar. A man stood at a front door, ready, poised, looking strangely eager for that door to be answered the moment he knocked. Behind him stood a semi-circle of strangely clad photographers. Most wore brightly colored robes while the man doing the knocking wore a black suit and tie. He was dressed to the nines and already the photographers were snapping photos of him as he rapped his knuckles against the front door.

“She’s got quite the mouth and I twice as vicious as me, so careful, gents.”

He waited, knocked again, waited some more, knocked again, waited, waited, waited and hoped he wasn’t going to look like a complete jack-ass in front of these photographers. He was trying to up his publicity with the wizarding world by this little public display of affection and if she blew it.. Merlin he’d break down that door!



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[info]ladensaol
2008-07-23 10:52 am UTC (link)
NO! Sliced through Saoirse's clouded mind. No. This wouldn't happen. No. He wouldn't do this to her. No. It took everything in her, every fibre of muscle to actually be able to get out of his grip, but she shoved him and hard.

The force of it pushed her back too, she stumbled but managed to catch herself. She stood there panting, torn between screaming and crying. That's when she saw Palmer in the door way and the bottom dropped out of her stomach.

Her face crumpled and she ran and locked herself in the bathroom beside the stairs. She hugged herself as she slid down the wall to sit on the floor. This was too much to deal with at 22, she decided.

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[info]fameandglory
2008-07-23 01:36 pm UTC (link)
His grin was terrible. It was smug and full of an arrogance that couldn't be faked. He enjoyed making her life a living hell, and Palmer's. By the time she had pushed him away he was stumbling back to the entrance of the living room and foyer. "Oh don't be such twat!"

Why was she always crying about everything? She liked it, didn't she? "I've got shit to do.." Marcus didn't even notice Palmer had seen the kiss, and he didn't care if he did. He'd deal with him later. Marcus made his exit and with a loud POP he apparated away.

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