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Tweak says, "Gone fishin'!"

the_five_signs (the_five_signs) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-07-25 17:47:00

Entry tags:

!complete, day 17, location: museum, nymphadora tonks, remus lupin

Who: Remus Lupin & ~~Nymphadora~~ Tonks
What: Remus goes out to meet with Tonks.
Where: Outside the Museum
When: Day 17, 8:39am
Rating: PG
Status: Complete

After having had Rose and ~~her father~~ the Doctor check him over until they were satisfied he was as healthy as was possible, the still-bloody young werewolf was thanking them and carefully moving outside, lifting his eyes up to check the sun, since the clock didn't work, and he wasn't wearing his watch. It'd been left back at Hogwarts. He'd miss it, he liked the feeling of it on his wrist. And it was with this thought that he was rubbing his covered wrist, (long sleeves were a savior for bruised and battered boys) and starting down the steps of the museum. He had agreed to meet Miss Tonks this morning, but was hoping he'd be able to make it to the thrift store and find something that wasn't blood stained to wear. He didn't want her worrying over him too. Worrying for no reason, in his opinion.

Once he got to the bottom of the steps, he was looking up again, and trying to remember if the thrift store was left... or right.

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polymorphic
2009-08-06 09:08 pm UTC (link)

"Why not? It'd be pretty funny yeah?" And would make the people that they saw smile or laugh. The young witch liked that sort of thing. It was the Hufflepuff in her, one might suppose. But then Remus was talking about how he'd say that she looked stunning and that..well, it was blush-inducing. Smiling sheepishly and running a hand through her hair, which she was sure was some crazy sort of brightness now, Tonks laughed.

"It'd have to be a pair, if we did. Cher can't go anywhere without Sonny, after all." But she was willing to compromise, "Just round the store, then. But only if you give us a dance." It was sort of a compromise! Wasn't it?

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the_five_signs
2009-08-06 09:20 pm UTC (link)

It would be pretty funny, but Remus wasn't quite sure he was ready for that. He was in a strange place, with strange people, and murders were happening and.. well. He was a bit concerned, to say the least. He wasn't really eager to be putting on that shirt and be-bopping around town just yet. Maybe once he'd lost his mind.

"We could be a pair, and I'll wear it around the store, but I won't dance. I don't dance. I sit out the Yule Ball every year, I don't dance." Even in class.. he'd played up his tiredness from the impending full moon, and he'd been allowed to sit it out. Sneaky, evil wolf.

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polymorphic
2009-08-06 09:36 pm UTC (link)

"I sat out the couples dancing, but only because I didn't want to break anyone's feet." Admitted with a chuckle. She was sort of spastic, after all. And generally only joined in the spastic sort of dancing. "One dance move. Any one you want. And then I'll let you alone about it." Tonks was smiling sweetly. Please?

Of course, what she meant was that she'd let him alone about it right now. Might try to wheedle another dance sometime later. If they ever danced around here. Hard to find reasons to dance with so much going on. The same with back at home; she'd wheedle the older Remus for a dance too. Just for some semblance of normalcy and fun. Tonks was rocking back and forth on her heels, waiting for the answer even as she was gathering up her old clothes and draping them over the broken dressing room door. It wasn't for cleanliness that she did that, but to keep her clothes known from the pile of clothes all around.

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the_five_signs
2009-08-08 02:38 pm UTC (link)

"I don't think so, Tonks." He was smiling a little as he said it though, and was gathering up his own clothes, then moving to drape them atop hers. "Enough play time, come on. We've got things to get done." And things to worry about. Lots of things to worry about, in fact. He was slowly beginning to take off the sequin shirt, draping it over top of the other things, as he looked down at the red Chucks he was wearing.

Then he looked back up at the older witch. "A hat." He finally conceded. "I'll wear any hat you please." There you go, Tonks!

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