Veritas RPG: A Post-Hogwarts RPG

Who: Terry Boot and Aidan Chambers
What: Terry comes home early, doesn't know Aidan saw him and Tracey, goes to see Aidan and things take a bad turn.
Where: A bar.
When: A couple days before Terry is actually suppose to come back to London, early evening.
Status: Complete.

Terry was happy to say his trip to Scotland had been cut short by a surprisingly cooperative Sports Department who was actually a bit interested in hosting the next sports tournament, and possibly even the next Quidditch World Cup. Things went so smoothly that Terry had to schedule to come back because he had to go discuss the next step with his superiors, but he would be in contact very soon.

Having stopped by his place and dropped his things off, Terry went over to Aidan's to tell him the good news. Finding that he wasn't there, he drove around to see if he was at one of the bars they regularly visited. Eventually finding him situated in bar a few blocks away from The Leaky Cauldron, Terry smiled and walked up to Aidan.

"Aidan." He said, grabbing the spot next to him. "I have been looking all over for you, mate. How are you doing, because I've got great news." Terry smiled, unaware there was any chance Aidan might not be very happy with him.

Who: Pansy Parkinson and Anyone Else
What:  Pansy stops for a sandwich and drink before heading home.
When: Sunday Evening; September 14, 2003
Where: A pub just on the far side of Diagon Alley called Ye Olde Pub. A great place for drinks and food.
Rating: G
Status: Incomplete

Late, again.  Her boss had owled her in earlier that afternoon, on a Sunday.  She was supposed to take Liam shopping for a kitten and her plans had been canceled.  If that was not enough to out her on edge, the fact that it was now past Liam's bedtime and she was just heading home was.

She sighed as she disapparated in front of the Ministry and apparated in front of the small pub near her house.  Her luck, Mathilde would already be asleep and not able to make her dinner.  It was better not to risk it and just stop for food before going home.  A drink, right about now, would be useful, too.

She walked in and took at seat at the nearly empty bar and ordered a glass of elderflower wine and a roast chicken sandwich.  As the barkeep set off to fill her order, she shrugged off her rich, green traveling cloak and hung it over the back of her chair.

Who: Tracey Davis & Aidan Chambers.
Where: A Muggle carnival somewhere near London.
What: They try to go on their first regular date and Aidan, in his infinite wisdom, chooses a carnival to expose Tracey to the Muggle world for the first time.
When: Sunday afternoon.
Rating: TBD.
Status: Closed. Incomplete.


"I could get ye some cotton candy."

Aidan wrapped an arm around Tracey and beamed cheerfully at her. Lately despite his growing fatigue, the Ravenclaw showed an almost uncanny amount of happiness, the source of which he currently held in his arms. "Have ye ever tried cotton candy? Or some of these sugared apples?"

Aidan's smile remained resolute and unmovable even as they pushed past a group of thugs who gave them looks filled with disdain and Aidan, ever eager to evade conflicts, quickened his pace a little to escape their jeers which followed them all the way around the first couple of stalls until they found themselves in the middle of the carnival, right next to a fortune teller's stall.

"So. Where do ye want ter go first?"