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orsino thruston is not amused (oneandtwoand) wrote in wished,
@ 2010-01-09 02:33:00

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!1998: 01, !complete, orsino thruston, penelope clearwater

Who: Penelope Clearwater & Orsino Thruston
When: Saturday, 9 January, 1998, mid-afternoon
Where: A-Salt and Battery
What: Time for some fish n' chips and talking in public, and not anywhere near behavior-altering substances of any kind.
Rating: TBD, unlikely to be high

A cigarette, half burned-down, set between his fingers, Orsino stood outside the fish n' chips shop leaning idly against the wall. One foot rested against the brick work, knee bent, other leg stretched out straight. As he watched various automobiles coast by, he raised the cigarette to his lips and inhaled, blowing the smoke out of his nose moments later. Though not a regular smoker, Orsino generally kept a pack on hand for the occassions on which he felt compelled - for instance, when he knew he needed to relax but was having trouble doing so. Before interviews, before shows, and, apprarently, before having lunch with a friend.

When he'd woken up Tuesday morning on Penny's sofa, he'd rolled off and made his way directly to the chimney in order to floo home posthaste. He had had trouble remembering exactly what had gone on the night before, but he remembered enough to know that there was a distinct possibility that things between him and Penny might be somewhat awkward for a while. At least until they could sort things out rationally. Which was the point of this meeting.

Penny was always talkative, so he hoped she'd be able to get the ball rolling. One more long drag from the cigaratte and he threw the remainder down the the sidewalk, grinding it into the pavement with his toe. His stomach growled, as though reminding him he had better order a big basket of fish n' chips as soon as possible.

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oneandtwoand
2010-01-10 06:20 am UTC (link)

The idea of deep-frying things just for the sake of doing so seemed a bit silly to Orsino, but the mental image of a deep-fried bicycle was amusing. The sweets thing didn't seem so bad, though. Though he couldn't imagine how one would deep fry a chocolate bar...perhaps if it was coated in enough batter...

He decided to forgo the brown sauce, going straight to the vinegar instead. It was liberally applied to the entirety of his meal before he began to eat. Just as good as last time, possibly better considering how empty his stomach had felt.

At Penny's question he chewed thoughtfully and swallowed before answering. Sidetracked, again. "Not particularly, but then I've never liked them much." He fiddled with the napkin next to his plate. "Now, chocolate frogs, on the other hand..."

	_penny 2010-01-11 10:46 pm UTC (link)
	Penny beamed at him, quickly before ducking her head. "I think that that pretty much sums it up. The erm, A plus B thing." He looked like a professor ; the steepling of the fingers had always been a weakness for her. A very big weakness. "You're agreeable to that equation?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	_penny 2010-01-11 10:57 pm UTC (link)
	"Oh tons," her mouth twisted slightly into a smirk "I'm a firm believer in both a theoretical and practical grounding in a subject. " Tucking her hair behind her ears, she mirrored his pose - having slight difficulty with making her eyebrow quirking as he had. "You ah - like homework?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	oneandtwoand 2010-01-12 03:37 am UTC (link)
	Orsino grinned a little wider, crossing his arms across his chest and leaning back into the seat. The motion almost necessitated that he stretch his legs out, and he did so he felt his foot inadvertently brush against Penny's leg. He retracted his legs a ways and shifted in his seat. "Depends," Orsino said. "On the subject." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	oneandtwoand 2010-01-12 07:37 pm UTC (link)
	"He tries," Orsino amended. "Well actually he's quite good, but he has this tendency to set things ablaze, apparently." He drummed his fingers on the table, a repetetive thrumming on the wooden surface, resting his head on his other hand. It was relaxing, and he closed his eyes briefly before responding. "I'm glad you've thought this through, Professor." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)