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[bill_weasley]

( upstairs, this morning )

Bill has taken a table near the back of the bar, away from the bulk of the crowd, and he's writing.

Furiously.

There's an untouched cup of tea at his side, and an equally untouched plate of biscuits and cheese. All his concentration is on the parchment; his writing is an absolute flurry of blue streaking across the

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[maid_of_astolat]

Elaine sees Bill writing and is unsure if she should bother him. She figures that he can tell her to go away if he really doesn't want to be disturbed.

"Good even, Bill..." Her voice is quiet so as not to startle him.

[bill_weasley]

"Elaine." He nods to the seat across from him. "Just one moment, let me finish this thought." He dips the quill into ink one more time and it scratches across the paper; he blows on it to dry the ink, then sets down the quill.

"How are you this evening? I've got a frame for that picture; it looks absolutely lovely. Thank you again."

[maid_of_astolat]

Elaine beams at him. "I am doing quite well. I'm glad you like the picture. How are you faring lately? I've not seen you--I think we keep missing each other."

[bill_weasley]

"I'm all right." With a practised hand he smoothes his hand over his hair, letting it rest for a moment on the earring, then drops it to the table. "I've had a few things on my mind, but all in all, it's not been too bad."

He's lying.

He's desperate to leave, but he can't. Instead, he nods to the food. "Help yourself if you're hungry."

[speak_nspell]

When Bill looks up from his parchment, he will notice a small toy on the table that wasn't there before. It's facing him.

As if it's watching.

[bill_weasley]

Bill does in fact look up from his parchment to notice a small toy on the table that wasn't there before. He looks at it, looks down, and looks up at it again.

"Hullo, small entertaining item. Can I help you with anything?"

[speak_nspell]

Finally someone that doesn't play stupid human games.

"pLaY wIth mE."

[bill_weasley]

"All right." Drawing out his wand, Bill taps it to one of the biscuits on his plate; it turns into a pair of chess pieces. A knight and a bishop, to be precise.

Quickly, he sketches out a chess board on parchment and turns the remaining biscuits into two each of King and Queen.

"Do you play chess?"

[dragon_paznic]

*Charlie watches him for a little while*

What're you doing?

[bill_weasley]

"Charlie." Bill nods to his brother, pushing out a chair for him. "Writing. Sit down."

[dragon_paznic]

*Charlie grins at him widely*

That, Billy-boy, is an excellent plan.

*he collapses into the chair*

[bill_weasley]

He studies his brother.

For a long time, he says nothing. Then, he waves over a wait-rat and orders a pint of cider.

Or two.

"I see I have a bit of drinking to do here... right?"

Because of Rule #1: never let your favourite brother drink alone.

[accessobrian]

Chloe O'Brian, after a somewhat peaceful sleep upstairs, comes back downstairs only to see a few people that she would rather not talk to sitting either at the Bar or near the Bar.
She silently makes her way to the back of the bar, slipping into a booth. She sits quietly for a few minutes, then realizes with great agony that she's hungry and the bar is waaaay over that way. Near the others.

"Oh shit. Now what am I going to do."

She looks around, hoping to see someone that she knows. Maybe they would order something from the Bar for her and bring it to her. She has no idea that there are waitpersons that might be able to help her.

[bill_weasley]

Bill turns around to face the woman that goes with the voice he just overheard. "Usually when I ask that question, it's not one I tend to share with others. You look lost; are you in need of assistance?"

[accessobrian]

Chloe jumps a little at actually being addressed.

"Yeah, I didn't see anyone there. Sorry about that. And, well, yes, I do need some sort of assistance, but, I don't want to bother you. You look busy. I'll let you work." She blushes just a *little.*

[bill_weasley]

"It's no bother. I'm Bill, and you are...?" He leans over and extends his hand. "Don't be shy."