RP: Not the Cleverest of Ideas
Date: January 12, 2005
Characters: Rita Skeeter, Willis Travers
Location: Some random dark alley
Status: Private
Summary: On an late-night flight, Rita sees something she thinks might be of interest to auror Robards. He's not the sort she's looking for, but Willis Travers certainly spells trouble.
Completion: Complete
Rita had been avoiding her visit to Auror Robards since she returned. Of course, they'd seen each other - been partners, even - in the game of canasta, so he knew she hadn't fled the country, but the idea of visiting him and having he features of her animagus form recorded for posterity wasn't something she was exactly rushing to do.
She hoped he hadn't re-thought their agreement altogether. Hoped he hadn't found something in his files that said that unlisted animagus spies weren't allowed after all, and I'll have to arrest you now, sorry.
She thought it might help if she had something to tell him, so she took to her wings late on Friday night to see what she might find.
After a particularly fruitless half hour flight with a slight detour by some shiny lights on someones front porch, she was about to head home. She could do this again tomorrow, of course - she was bound to see or hear something eventually.
Barely five minutes from home, however, she saw something that interested her. A figure - alone, but that didn't mean much - disappearing into an alleyway between two buildings. As quickly as her little wings would carry her, she followed, keeping high enough above that she wouldn't be swatted at by the figure when she came closer.
She was still a few metres behind him when a squeak sounded in her ears - very, very close, and a bat swooped out of nowhere. She tumbled from her beetle form in an instant, landed oddly one heel, feeling a sharp pain shoot up through her ankle and hissing. "Fuck."
Characters: Rita Skeeter, Willis Travers
Location: Some random dark alley
Status: Private
Summary: On an late-night flight, Rita sees something she thinks might be of interest to auror Robards. He's not the sort she's looking for, but Willis Travers certainly spells trouble.
Completion: Complete
Rita had been avoiding her visit to Auror Robards since she returned. Of course, they'd seen each other - been partners, even - in the game of canasta, so he knew she hadn't fled the country, but the idea of visiting him and having he features of her animagus form recorded for posterity wasn't something she was exactly rushing to do.
She hoped he hadn't re-thought their agreement altogether. Hoped he hadn't found something in his files that said that unlisted animagus spies weren't allowed after all, and I'll have to arrest you now, sorry.
She thought it might help if she had something to tell him, so she took to her wings late on Friday night to see what she might find.
After a particularly fruitless half hour flight with a slight detour by some shiny lights on someones front porch, she was about to head home. She could do this again tomorrow, of course - she was bound to see or hear something eventually.
Barely five minutes from home, however, she saw something that interested her. A figure - alone, but that didn't mean much - disappearing into an alleyway between two buildings. As quickly as her little wings would carry her, she followed, keeping high enough above that she wouldn't be swatted at by the figure when she came closer.
She was still a few metres behind him when a squeak sounded in her ears - very, very close, and a bat swooped out of nowhere. She tumbled from her beetle form in an instant, landed oddly one heel, feeling a sharp pain shoot up through her ankle and hissing. "Fuck."