Closed RP, Jack and Kate.

[imdoctorjack]

Jack nervously adjusted his suit and checked for the twentieth time that the carriage was still there. He kept looking down the corridor, looking for Kate. He held the flowers, which were temporarily under an invisibility spell, and sent another owl off to the restaurant to double check the bookings. Jack was nervous. Why should he be? He'd went

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[runkaterun]

((So many sorries for the delay. RL intruded quite rudely with games of capture the flag and trampoline stargazing. Or, in short, summer came calling unexpectedly, and I didn't know how to deny it :) ))

Jack's owl flew tapped impatiently at Kate's door while she was trying to make her hair look un-slept in using a damp towel and a book titled '2001 Glamours for the Self-Conscious Witch'. Sighing with exasperation with a tinge of panic, she opened the door with her foot, and manage to tease the scrap of paper to where she could read it. Good, she thought, applying a bit of eyeliner, he doesn't sound too mad at me.
With a little bit of womanly ingenuity and a fair amount of loser's luck, she managed to make herself look presentable in only about eight minutes, and rushed barefoot, high-heels in hand, through the dungeon corridors and up the stairs to the entrance hall. Slipping on the shoes and adjusting the green antimacassar she'd filched from the back of a chair and adopted as a makeshift shawl, she scanned the room for Jack. Amazingly, the seemingly random piece of fabric seemed to go well with the simple red dress she'd bought in her first week at Hogwarts in a fit of self-indulgence.
Spotting Jack, she smiled, and waved briefly before walking uneasily toward him. Heels weren't her thing.

[imdoctorjack]

((It's completely fine :)))

Jack spotted Kate through the crowd and grinned. He walked over, holding the invisible flowers inconspicuously, and said "Hey, Kate. You look amazing."