Angelina Johnson (audacious_ang) wrote in unforgivenrpg, @ 2010-09-23 16:44:00 |
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Entry tags: | 2000-09, c: angelina johnson, c: thomas derrick, type: thread |
RP Thread: Angelina & Thomas
Who: Thomas and Angelina
What: Dancing
Where: Pure(?)
When: The evening, night, and early morning of September 23, 2000.
Rating: PG-13 for language
Staus: Thread/Incomplete
There were a few things that Angelina knew for certain, the first and foremost one was that she really missed the nightlife. Prior to being betrothed, captured, or even getting heavily involved with the Order because the world had gone to hell, Angelina had spent a great amount of her time enjoying the best nightlife that England had to offer her. She longed for those days, and there was almost nothing she wouldn't do to get a bit of that back... but this? Was she selling her soul to the devil himself just for a night out on the town?
Angelina had made a conscious decision to start "playing along" with this stupid programme and the new rules to society after Oliver had pointed out she could get useful information that way. She had kept her head down and quiet at the Malfoys, acting the part of a dutiful wife-to-be. She was mindful of what she said and to whom, and did not hide where she spent her day whenever questioned. This whole charade was nothing but false pretenses, which, well, Angelina would like to believe that when she sold her soul it would be in a genuine manner. Clearly this wouldn't count.
What confused Angelina most was the fact that despite all the shite that surrounded the situation, she was actually looking forward to her evening. Knowing that she had a date with the Death Eater that she was expected to marry was a difficult enough thing to wrap her mind around, but that she was looking forward to it? It was that confusion that had her sitting on the edge of their bed trying to collect herself.
Here goes nothing, she thought to herself, using all her willpower to get her up, on her feet, and heading out the door. After all, it was about pretenses, and it was too late to back out tonight. Angelina descended the stairs in the blue dress that she had purchased with Thomas's money - something that was both incredibly expensive and would look amazing on her. While part of her thought that perhaps she should have gone with something more modest - she was going to a nightclub with her Death Eater fiance and would probably be surrounded by other Death Eaters all night, Angelina decided to drive Thomas crazy with the dress that she spent his money on; make him see just what it was he couldn't have, as she was very clear on her feelings towards him even with this date of theirs.
"You certain that you're not too sore for this?" she asked raising an eyebrow as she met him in the foyer. "It's not too late to change our plans..."