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Christopher Ethan Warrington (_warrington) wrote in veritas_rp,
@ 2010-09-07 19:17:00

Entry tags:

christopher warrington, pansy parkinson, seth moon

Who Seth, Chris & whoever!
When Early evening, Sept. 7th
Where The Lazy Horse
What Two friends chat about nothing, and then there were three.
Status Incomplete

"Well?" Seth was sitting, hunched, on the barstool with his elbows on the perpetually slightly sticky countertop and his palms upward. He had an expression of blank curiosity on his face. On the other side of the countertop was his childhood friend, Christopher Warrington, who was currently slicing a lime into wedges. "What would you rather, be trapped into a closet with wet dogs or three fat men with bad breath?" It was an old game that they used to play. It began one day in astronomy when both of them were bored to tears and Seth asked Chris if he rather lick Goyle's armpit or Crabbe's nostril.

Pausing his slicing for a moment, Christopher tilted his head to the left, a sure sign that his mental cogs were turning, as he considered his friend's options. "Are the three fat men wearing clothes?" He asked, deciding that was the deciding factor. Seth was now resting his head on his hand, one perfectly manicured hand swirling his gin and tonic, a drop hits the counter and splatters. "Topless... And hairy," He answered with an almost cackle, eyes twinkling mischievously at Christopher. "And the dogs are horny- as fuck." Seth loved to to spice things up.

Christopher sighed, there was no way he can end this gracefully. "I'd have to go with the dogs, I guess," He said as Seth burst into a fit of evil sounding laughter, Christopher could almost see the horns and pointed tail sprouting from his friend's shadow on the wall, growing into a devilish trickster. Before he can retaliate with a "what would you rather" question of his own, because, of course, he has to have a comeback, he was interrupted by a figure taking a seat next to Seth.

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proudpansy
2010-09-08 04:11 am UTC (link)

"Why is it that when I'm working, you're in my business, but when I have the time of day I simply can't find you?" Pansy asked with a tone in her voice that meant to be reprimanding but it traveled more along the lines of a weary happenstance.

She set her black leather purse on the counter of the bar, and pushed her long brown bangs from her sight. She had left her chocolate shop early in the care of one of her more suitable workers. The brunette needed someone, a friend, to talk to that wasn't involved in this displaced business. And she didn't have many to begin with. Daphne and Parvati could be a handful, and she never saw Draco; the man was always too busy working.

"Anyhow, of course all I had to do was ask various women and look where I find you.." the smirk on her face was soft.

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_moon
2010-09-08 06:39 am UTC (link)

"Pansy, my love," Seth grinned a million watts as he promptly swooped the petite brunette into his arms for a hug and decided that she smelled like chocolates, "You know I love spending time with you, but I gotta have my testosterone time too, hanging out with you women all the time is going to make my grow a vagina or something. Then what am I going to do?" Christopher wanted to sigh, Seth had always said what he wanted to say. Trying to stop that is like trying to stop a tsunami with a strainer.

Still grinning, Seth shot Christopher a wink, who seemed to have suddenly taken a deep interest in a pint glass. "And what are you doing in this kind of seedy joint-" ignores the glare from Christopher "it's totally not your style." Seth loved to tease Pansy, it was one of his favourite pastimes.