Tweak

InsaneJournal

Tweak says, "mmmm sammich"

Username: 
Password:    
Remember Me
  • Create Account
  • IJ Login
  • OpenID Login
Search by : 
  • View
    • Create Account
    • IJ Login
    • OpenID Login
  • Journal
    • Post
    • Edit Entries
    • Customize Journal
    • Comment Settings
    • Recent Comments
    • Manage Tags
  • Account
    • Manage Account
    • Viewing Options
    • Manage Profile
    • Manage Notifications
    • Manage Pictures
    • Manage Schools
    • Account Status
  • Friends
    • Edit Friends
    • Edit Custom Groups
    • Friends Filter
    • Nudge Friends
    • Invite
    • Create RSS Feed
  • Asylums
    • Post
    • Asylum Invitations
    • Manage Asylums
    • Create Asylum
  • Site
    • Support
    • Upgrade Account
    • FAQs
    • Search By Location
    • Search By Interest
    • Search Randomly

Rose Zeller ([info]primrose_path) wrote in [info]unexpectedrpg,
@ 2008-08-11 16:57:00

Previous Entry  Add to memories!  Tell a Friend!  Next Entry
Entry tags:orla quirke, rose zeller

Who: Orla Quirke and Rose Zeller-Corner
When: Monday evening
Where: Fortesce's in Diagon
What: friendly chat and ice cream
Rating: E for Everyone
Status: Closed / Incomplete


Still off schedule from her honeymoon, Rose looked through the passing faces in Diagon Alley, waiting for Orla. She'd picked a table out front for Fortescue's Ice Cream parlor and hoped her mate wouldn't mind being next to the walkway, hoping, instead, for something more secluded in the back. The Alley was busy with summer traffic, witches and wizards scurrying back and forth with parcels and bags.

She saw a few people that she knew, nodding politely but never encouraged anyone closer or to sit down. When Orla's familiar face came into view, Rose stood and waved, calling out her location.



(Read comments) - (Post a new comment)


[info]primrose_path
2008-08-14 02:02 pm UTC (link)
"Don't ask me what wizards do or what their intentions are. I have no insight for that. Being married does not give you all the answers." Before her sudden marriage to Michael, she'd been no more experienced in these matters than Orla was.

Rose laughed behind her hand. "Yes, and I accept blame. I'm sorry." Though it was hard to tell if she honestly was. "You want all the details?" Shrugging her shoulder, she smiled warmly. "I'm falling in love with him. And to be honest, we didn't do much on our honeymoon." A knowing smile covered her lips as she stared at Orla. "At least not outside of the room."

(Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)


[info]elegantchaos
2008-08-14 06:20 pm UTC (link)
"Well that's maddeningly unhelpful," she teased, scrunching her nose up and then laughing slightly. "There needs to be a manual when it comes to them."

Orla knew Rose wasn't sorry, but let it go. For now anyway. Her head freeze was gone and she was curious to hear about Rose and Michael, but the small bit of information Rose provided for her left Orla slightly shocked. Her mouth hung open and her eyes widened almost comically. She realised she was all but gaping at Rose and laughed. "I didn't need to know those particular details!" she said, blushing slightly. "Surely you went outside some? You can't have stayed in bed all day."

(Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)


[info]primrose_path
2008-08-14 10:00 pm UTC (link)
"Maybe that's something we can write when we're old and gray. A book about men to help the young witches." Rose looked hopeful but doubted they would know any more after a lifetime of trying to understand the male of the species.

The way Orla looked so shocked made Rose giggle. "Yes, we went out. I'm teasing you. It was lovely. He's really a romantic at heart. To say I was surprised would be a huge understatement." She ducked her head, feeling a bit guilty for the other witches that weren't so fortunate. "I got lucky."

(Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)


[info]elegantchaos
2008-08-14 10:11 pm UTC (link)
"Haven't people already tried to write those same kind of books anyway?" she mused. "I've seen similar things in the Self-Help section at Flourish & Blotts and several other bookstores I've been to." She shrugged her shoulders and her thoughts mirrored Rose's; there wasn't any way possible that they could learn about that particular sex within their lifetime. Maybe two or three, but definitely not one.

"Aww," she said, feeling excited for her friend. Part of her wanted to feel and experience what Rose was, but she didn't want to get married yet and the likelihood that she would be assigned with someone like Michael was pretty slim. "You really did and I couldn't be anymore happier for you! For both of you."

(Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)


[info]primrose_path
2008-08-15 11:27 am UTC (link)
"True, we'll have to make a book of your photographs then. All about the charm of Dover?" Her eyes twinkled and she had too many ideas for her own good.

"Thank you." Ducking her head, she worried for Orla and reached over giving her mate's hand a squeeze. "I hope you have this. I know the right guy is out there for you. And the fact that I got Michael proves the Ministry is not full of complete idiots."

(Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)


[info]elegantchaos
2008-08-18 12:27 am UTC (link)
Orla laughed. "A guide book," she quipped, amused. "Maybe then people will realise there's a lot more to it!"

"Just half of them, yeah?" she said, giving a modicum of a smile. It was touching that Rose cared who she got paired with, but she had done the same before the witch across from her was paired off; it was what friends did, after all.

(Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)


[info]primrose_path
2008-08-18 10:29 am UTC (link)
"Well, maybe more than half..." She grinned and finished off her sundae and letting the spoon clink loudly in the empty glass. The crowd was thinning as evening wore on.

"Want to do some window shopping before the stores close?" Rose gave Orla a mischievous smile. "We'll stay on the other end from the bridal shop. I promise."

(Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)


[info]elegantchaos
2008-08-18 08:47 pm UTC (link)
Looking at Rose's glass, Orla took several bites of her ice cream to catch up before letting her spoon clink against the side of the bowl softly. Leaning back in her chair, she crinkled her nose at Rose. "Only if I must," she said with a dramatic sigh, teasing slightly, even if she didn't really like shopping all that much. "And only if we don't go for too long."

(Reply to this) (Parent)


(Read comments) -


Home | Site Map | Manage Account | TOS | Privacy | Support | FAQs