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Asteria Elizabeth Greengrass ([info]othergreengrass) wrote in [info]unexpectedrpg,
@ 2008-06-29 23:58:00

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Entry tags:asteria greengrass, roger davies

W H O: Asteria Greengrass & Roger Davies
W H E N: Monday, June 16th, 2002
W H E R E: Rousillon, London, England.
W H A T: 2nd date Meeting
R A T I N G: E for Everyone.
S T A T U S: Closed / Complete



If anything Asteria was more nervous for this second meeting then she was for the first. In a weird sense, she was more nervous because at Rousillon, she was in her element. She loved this restaurant more then any other in the city...which, in all honesty, didn't make sense. Being in ones element was supposed to give you confidence, not make you worry more. She blamed her nerves on a certain Mr. Harper. She still couldn't believe he'd gotten her up on the bar. What a nightmare? She was still a bit shaky from that experience, invisible eyes had been following her all day and she just wanted them to bloody well disappear already.

After arriving at the restaurant she checked in for their reservation and waited patiently for Roger to arrive. Insane thoughts of whether he'd like the place passed through her mind as she toyed with a strand of her hair, a characteristic that came out when she was nervous. He hadn't sounded like he was disappointed in her choice when she had talked to him over the journals, but she supposed that seeing and hearing were too very different things.

When the waiter once again came up to ask her if she would like something to drink, she almost winced. Her head was still pounding from the night before, but despite this she did order a nice bottle of merlot. She did love the drink and perhaps Roger would like some over dinner. She wasn't about to deny him simply because she didn't know how to say no to her best friend.


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[info]othergreengrass
2008-07-03 07:46 pm UTC (link)
She raised an eyebrow at his comment and couldn't help a small, amused laugh. "Well, I wouldn't say plan." she responded, glancing away from him for a moment. She'd never planned out her wedding, but there had been the thoughts of "when I get married I'm going to do this' or 'I'm not going to do that', which she supposed was enough.

She'd never really looked that far ahead. She'd always thought she'd have lots of time to figure it all out. This just went to show that you knew knew. Things could change in an instant...or on the arrival of a cheap piece of ministry parchment.

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[info]roger__davies
2008-07-03 08:00 pm UTC (link)
"Well, I guess we'll both be fumbling through some decisions together," Roger shrugged, watching as a waiter filled up his glass. He hadn't even noticed it was being close to finished.

"It can't be that hard, right?"

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[info]othergreengrass
2008-07-03 08:28 pm UTC (link)
"I'd rather not agree to that." She responded, glancing back up with a small smile. "I'm afraid if I do, everything will turn out horrible, such is the way with karma."

Now that she had discussed some of her worries with him, she did feel as though a portion of the tension and anxiety was removed from her shoulders. By no means was it all gone, but she could breathe a little bit easier.

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