|Adrian Adolph Pucey (adrians_secret) wrote in wished,|
@ 2010-08-29 11:04:00
|Entry tags:||adrian pucey, astrophel fleetwood, august 2003|
Who: Adrian Pucey & Astrophel Fleetwood
When: 8-29 8:00 PM
Where: Martini's Night Club
What: Meeting for drinks and some catching up
Rating: R (for language)
Sitting in a booth with his hands wrapped around a glass of Stella, Adrian watched the other patrons. It felt strange to be back here, not at this particular bar, but back in London. He’d been gone for so long, the last thing he’d meant to do was find old friends. But those damned journals made it hard not to. Though he had to admit it was good to see that Astrophel was still around and still the same. So in this instance he was going to have to be grateful to the journals. But they were also bound to bring around acquaintances that he’d rather forget. That bridge would be crossed when it arrived.
A pretty little thing flitted up to his table flaunting her threepenny bits, and Adrian had to look. It would have been a shame not to. After a few moments conversation she bounced away to get another drink. Watching her leave wasn’t quite enough to distract him from the path his thoughts were turning down. Of course the way in which he knew Astophel should have been enough to make him want nothing to do with the man. But like Adrian, Astrophel was an unwilling participant in those distasteful events. The pretty blonde came back with his beer and they were deep in serious conversation then, about ends of shifts and possible encounters later that night. Serious stuff.