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nikolas vaisey doesn't need a broom to fly (besserwisser) wrote in wished,
@ 2010-07-11 00:11:00

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!2003: 07, !incomplete, daphne greengrass, nikolas vaisey

WHO: Nikolas and Daphne Vaisey
WHAT: THE VAISEYS DO ESPANA.
WHERE: A Wizard market in Barcelona, not far from where they are staying for the week.
WHEN: Sunday 11 July, 2003. Early afternoon.

They had only been in Spain since Friday, but time seem to have slowed and when Nikolas had awoken that morning it was with the feeling that he had been here for at least a week already. While this might ordinarily have been a very bad thing indeed, he was currently of the mind that the more time spent away from home the better, and that when the time did come to return at the end of the week, it would be with much reluctance. Perhaps the course of a week would see him rid of the sort of cabin fever feeling he'd been experiencing in Bath, but right now he found very little appealing about going home.

He and Daphne had spent most of the morning in the vicinity of the hotel - Barcelona had a rather bustling Wizarding community, and they were hardly the only tourists. Luckily, this meant that accommodations were plentiful and, as they could afford it, of high quality. The trip had, so far, had a leisurely pace, one that Nikolas would be glad to keep up. It would be fun to experience the local culture and sights, but it was good not to have to rush, or to think about coming back and working.

Having had a late lunch and coming out of it feeling very full, they were now wending their way through one of the larger outdoor markets. The weather was perfect for it and, despite the mild sunburn Nikolas had acquired after an oversight the day before, he felt no need to spend the day indoors. Given the size of the crowds, everyone else seemed to have the same idea. Daphne had already made a few purchases, but for the most part they were just browsing. As he glanced to one of the carts to his right, a very garish and brightly colored hat caught his eye. It was plainly hideous, and he wondered if Daphne had seen it and thought the same. Making sure that she wouldn't miss the chance to comment, he grabbed her wrist and pointed with his free hand, a skeptical smirk on his face.

"Wait, wait, wait." He reached over and plucked the hat up, ignoring a suspicious glance from the merchant, an old women with a bored expression. "I think this is obviously what you've been spending the past half-hour looking for."

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besserwisser
2010-07-23 01:40 am UTC (link)

"You're welcome," he said, rather warmly, as her lips brushed his cheek.

In any other marriage he supposed it would have been a romantic gesture as well as a thankful one. Between he and Daphne, Nikolas had a definite sense that there was fondness behind it, but that it still branched from the friendship they had slowly eked out. Regardless, it was nice. He was glad they no longer bickered in earnest, at least no more than normal couples did, and that they could interact without much awkwardness. He thought so, anyway.

"What about these?" Nikolas picked up a pair of earrings from the end of the stand. They were gold, with a small tear-shaped drop of opal and jade hanging from each. Simple, perhaps, but pretty and - he looked at the price tag - expensive.

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daphne__g
2010-07-23 02:58 am UTC (link)

Daphne glanced over at the earrings and shook her head, her nose crinkled slightly in disgust. "Gold...?" Her mouth was open like she wanted to say something more, but instead, she just bit her tongue and shook her head. It was probably better that way considering she was going to say something not so nice about them. Daphne knew her sister, and gold earrings were not going to be good. Especially gold earrings that were likely not made from real gold. Sure the price tag implied that it was real gold, but Daphne knew better. It was likely to turn Astoria's ears green.

Glancing over the rest of the items passively, Daphne sighed, nothing here seems appropriate for her sister. Running her fingers over an ivory comb, she picked it up and turned it over in her fingers. "You know, I got an owl from my mother earlier today." Glancing sideways at Nikolas, she handed the comb to him for him to look it over. "I think she's completely gone nutters, she's under the impression that I'm going to come back from vacation pregnant." Glancing warily at Nikolas, she wasn't sure how he would take that news. Daphne found it all completely absurd, if her mother wasn't FORCING one thing in her life, it was another.

"I haven't decided if I want to write back or not and give her the disappointing news now or just wait a few weeks." Shrugging slightly, it was a topic that neither of them really talked about. Daphne just assumed when the feeling was right, it would just happen. Though, at this point, she was as comfortable as she could be with a man she's been forcibly married to for four years could ever be.

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