Dexter scrunched her nose as she came in from the muggle entrance of the Leaky Cauldron, smiling at the waiter and Tom the bar-man. She shook her self a little, to get the lingering chill off of her. Ugh, she hated walking places, but it was better than flooing, ew. And there was just stuff she had to do at the London Library and sometimes at the University's library, so ventures into the muggle world were frequent. She loved the underground tube and autos and how fast they went, only they made walking more difficult though.
Instead of getting lunch in some cafe, Dexter had come here in hopes of finding Not-Peter, and looking around the pub she spotted him sitting alone with papers and looking kind of busy. She hesitated before heading over to him, interrupting him while working wouldn't be good, she hated it when people bothered her while she was working but... she'd already told Peter that she would find him today so, Dexter walked over and sat down in the chair across from him, looking expectant and cold.
` valesco { a post first war rpg } - February 14th, 2008
14 February 1979 @ 11:14 am
Peter!
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14 February 1979 @ 07:19 pm
WHO: Juliana Wilkes & Orpheus Travers.
WHAT: That dinner.
WHY: Because obvi it's what we've all been waiting for.
WHERE: Wilkes' dining room & library.
RATED: PG for language. (I know, so sad)
( It was amazing how she managed to sound like she actually cared when she honestly couldn't give a shit and couldn't wait to get this dinner over with. )
WHAT: That dinner.
WHY: Because obvi it's what we've all been waiting for.
WHERE: Wilkes' dining room & library.
RATED: PG for language. (I know, so sad)
( It was amazing how she managed to sound like she actually cared when she honestly couldn't give a shit and couldn't wait to get this dinner over with. )
14 February 1979 @ 08:50 pm
Who: Moses and Rabastan
Where: Gringotts; Moses' "office"
When: Monday, mid-afternoon
Moses had been having a difficult week; between traveling to Egypt and Romania to tie up some loose strings on his end (for paperworks sake, of course) and trying to keep up with his parents and siblings. Not only that, but he hadn't seen Harmony in a few days and it was frustrating him more than he thought to be possible.
With a rather loud sigh, he threw his quill down before trying to nurse his splitting headache away. There was a knock at his door. Assuming that it was Brand or someone else he didn't care to talk to, he ignored it while he looked over at his calendar quickly; oi, Valentine's Day. He'd need to do something special for Harmony tonight...maybe dinner. At the second knock, he rolled his eyes before shouting out that the door was open as he went back to furiously scribbling out a summary of his past month's work. Moses Dodderidge was not in the mood to play.
Where: Gringotts; Moses' "office"
When: Monday, mid-afternoon
Moses had been having a difficult week; between traveling to Egypt and Romania to tie up some loose strings on his end (for paperworks sake, of course) and trying to keep up with his parents and siblings. Not only that, but he hadn't seen Harmony in a few days and it was frustrating him more than he thought to be possible.
With a rather loud sigh, he threw his quill down before trying to nurse his splitting headache away. There was a knock at his door. Assuming that it was Brand or someone else he didn't care to talk to, he ignored it while he looked over at his calendar quickly; oi, Valentine's Day. He'd need to do something special for Harmony tonight...maybe dinner. At the second knock, he rolled his eyes before shouting out that the door was open as he went back to furiously scribbling out a summary of his past month's work. Moses Dodderidge was not in the mood to play.
14 February 1979 @ 09:28 pm