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Megan Jones (megsy) wrote in veritas_rp,
@ 2010-10-15 19:44:00

Who: Everyone
What: Bridging the Gap Event!
Where: Jones' Books
When: 2-4p, Oct 15
Rating: PG-13

Megan had spent the past several weeks preparing for this event, and it showed. The shop had gone through a serious make over to prepare. A giant screen hung outside the shop, elevated so everyone stuck outside could see. A large table inside sagged under the weight of dozens of copies of Natalie Thompson's book, Bridging the Gap: Making a Wizard-Muggle Marriage Work. Another held a plethora of baked goods and a few beverages for patrons. And the final table hosted the author herself, where she sat signing copies until it was time to give her speech.

The line of people, Megan was gleeful to notice, extended out the door. She shuffled through the crowd, making sure everything was in order, cheering up the bored-looking security that had been hired to work the event to the best of her ability.

Finally, it was time for the author to speak. "Excuse me everyone!" Megan's voice boomed over the crowd as she held her wand to her throat. "Thank you so much for coming out! At this time, we're going to ask everyone to take their seats." She allowed for a brief shuffling about, before speaking again. "As you know, we have an amazing guest with us this afternoon. Her book, Bridging the Gap, has been on the best-seller's list for several weeks, and Jones' Books is very excited to host her today. Please join me in welcoming Natalie Thompson!"

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ernsthename
2010-10-16 02:34 am UTC (link)

Ern yawned. Not out of boredom, the excitement was palpable, but from absolute lack of sleep. After apparating back home two hours past his initial plans (he had not getting splinched due to drowsiness down to an art), he had managed to crawl into bed for three hours prior to having to drag himself out to get to their latest event. He was at least somewhat pleased that everything seemed to be going as planned thus far. Those who have been volunteered (or voluntold) to show up have shown up and were stationed at various strategic points around the event and through the crowd.
Despite his exhaustion, he took his place standing close to the signing table but discreetly out of the way, thinking of the things that he would do once he returned home that evening. Watering the plant. Feeding his owl, Carin. Buying take-away for dinner. Then falling asleep once all duties to all the living creatures in his flat were performed. He clapped when everyone else clapped, figuring that he may as well look like he as paying attention to what was going on. He did the occasional scan of the audience, but only saw excited and interested faces.

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_cant_corner_me
2010-10-18 04:41 pm UTC (link)

Michael had gotten to the bookstore early to be there for Megan's big day. He had perused the crowds, smiling at the women who were there so bright-eyed and eager to meet this author. Well, anything to support a loving relationship, Michael was for it.

Seeing as Megan had somehow made her way to the other side, the tall brunette glanced around to gather how many faces he knew in the crowd. He grinned, seeing the police constable yawn, standing tight-knit.

Scratching the tip of his nose, he moseyed over but not too close, "Tired, officer?" he questioned, amused.

	bladesofgrass 2010-10-18 01:07 am UTC (link)
	Daphne smirked slightly at the thought. That would certainly put a damper on the afternoon, wouldn't it? Nothing like a tragedy to ruin a peace talk. "I'm sure your friend would like to make it through the afternoon unscathed as well." The former Slytherin looked up to the sky at his words. "Yes. It is. She picked a good day to have this event. Lucky." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	groovygeorge 2010-10-18 01:32 am UTC (link)
	"I never really took you for the scholarly type. Then again, I didn't take you for the pianist type, either. You're just full of surprises, aren't you?" he grinned at her, wondering if referencing their last meeting was going to send her back into her usual foul mood. Or maybe make her blush again. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	bladesofgrass 2010-10-18 01:44 am UTC (link)
	"What's that supposed to mean?" she asked, frowning slightly. She wasn't intelligent? She made very good grades in school, actually, though she supposed they weren't up to Granger's standards (though, honestly, what was up to Granger's standards?) "I'm not the scholarly type?" And why was it so shocking that she played the piano, for that matter? (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	groovygeorge 2010-10-18 01:53 am UTC (link)
	"You just... well. I mean," George stuttered, quickly trying to cover himself. He'd done it again, hadn't he? "This... doesn't really seem like your thing. Standing outside and listening to someone drone on about something you obviously don't agree with. It just seems like you'd... have better things to do. More important things." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)