This is the golden age of grotesque (renegade_pucey) wrote in veritas_rp, @ 2010-12-29 21:35:00 |
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Entry tags: | adrian pucey, rodolphus lestrange |
Who: Adrian Pucey and Rodolphus Lestrange(!)
Where: Adrian's flat
When: 29 December
What: Adrian comes home after a few drinks and finds an unexpected (although not entirely unwelcome) visitor
Adrian was adjusting to Veritas just fine. The booze was bad, but cheap. Pansy didn't hate him. Being an inspector was just plain easy. After his shift ended he went to the pub, intimidated the barkeep into a cheap or free tab and drank his full. But damn it all if that wasn't making him dead bored.
There simply wasn't any violence. Domestic disputes, if you could call them such, were uninteresting, laughable. He never had to use force. He never had to investigate. And to make it worse, everyone seemed to love muggles.
Now several Ogden's deep he stumbled to the door of his flat and mumbled the countercurse on the lock. He didn't notice the lock simply didn't click. He pushed the door open, cursed the lock back and headed towards his bedroom. It was only out of the corner of his eye that he noticed a roaring green fire in the hearth.
Blinking stupidly he turned to face the living room, fumbling for his wand. "Who's 'ere?"