| [Backstory] Percy/Neville |
[Apr. 20th, 2009|11:05 am] |
Who: Percy Weasley and Neville Longbottom
What: What might have been a discussion about their previous argument instead turns into a debriefing session of sorts.
Where: The usual safehouse
When: late March 2009, after Neville's discussion with Charlie
Rating: G
Percy Apparated into the small country shack and immediately winced- he wasn't sure what the case was, but this mode of transportation was starting to have the undesired effect of starting spasms in his arm. At least it was predictable enough that he'd started carrying around the potion for it when he knew he'd be Apparating. He took a hit of that now, even before setting a small ball of light hovering near the ceiling to light up the dark house.
Dropping into one of the chairs of the spartan single room and setting a satchel down next to him, he rubbed his arm, trying to massage some sort of calmness into it. It was late in the evening, which had grown to become his meeting time of choice with Neville, it seemed, and it had been a long day.
( ...no amount of arguing would dissuade them. Nor would contractual obligation. ) |
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| Backstory: Gavrail and Sam |
[Apr. 20th, 2009|02:04 pm] |
Who: Gavrail Iliev, Samrat Amarnath, NPC Sally Crewes, NPC Mikhail
What: The Russian meet with the Indians to see if they can come to see business arrangements.
When: January 2007
Where: Unnamed warehouse
Rating: PG-13/R-ish for language and talk of drugs and implications of prostitution.
( Maybe if our talk goes fast and smoothly though, we can seal deal with some drinks. ) |
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| [Backstory] Phillip, Gus, and Sam |
[Apr. 20th, 2009|02:53 pm] |
Who: Phillip Hughes, Augustus Pye, and Samrat Amarnath
What: The three meet at a medical conference and discuss medicine and politics.
Where: Cambridge, England
When: April 15, 1993
Rating: G, I think
Sam picked up a soggy biscuit off the table, eying it with some disdain before he dropped it back on the large serving tray. It was midmorning and he was still feeling the effects of staying out the night before - one didn't need alcohol, he thought, to have a hangover.
"Next time, we should be here a little earlier." He opened the program, running his finger down the page as he glanced at Phillip. "Regardless, there are no presentations on AIDS until - what? Tomorrow? And then it is one only. What are they thinking?"
Phillip grumbled at the program bulletin.
"They don't think it's worth their time," he said bitterly as he poured himself a glass of orange juice.
( How can they claim to be working towards the human good? ) |
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| Unindicted coconspirators |
[Apr. 20th, 2009|03:36 pm] |
Who: Adrian Pucey and Samrat Amarnath
What: A chance encounter leads to potential for collaboration
When: 17 April 2009
Where: Neighbourhood pub in Brixton
( I run a risk just as great, perhaps moreso. ) |
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| [Backstory] Phillip and Sam |
[Apr. 20th, 2009|10:51 pm] |
Who: Phillip Hughes and Samrat Amarnath
What: Phil is told about the deaths of Chandni and Hadiyyah
Where: Birmingham, England
When: Christmastime, 2007
Rating: PG-13 for language, violence
Notes: Just fixed the screwed-up html. :)
"You need to call your friend, ne?" Ghanem had said it for the past week but Sam had been unable to move. Every time, he looked at the crumpled messages that his brother offered, his fist clenched around them, crumpling them more. How could he tell Phillip what had happened, when he did not know? How could he tell him that Hadiyyah and Chandni had died, when he himself had no body to bury?
( It was terrorists. ) |
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