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RP: While the boss is away . . .

Nov 11, 2008 00:15

Date: Monday 10th June : lunch time
Characters: Marcus Flint, Gwenog Jones [NPC],
Location: Best Brooms on Diagon Alley,
Status: Private
Summary: Marcus is hard at work when an old frenemy walks in
Completion: Complete

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place: diagon alley, june 1999, hestia jones, marcus flint

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rar_hestia November 11 2008, 04:22:57 UTC

Gwenog walked towards Best Brooms, humming happily. Mr. Best had sent her an owl last week that her baby was ready - a custom built broom she'd named 'Conqueror'. She'd sent it in for some regular maintenance, and she was glad it was ready. She was itching for to go for a ride on her little speed demon.

She walked into the shop and stopped. And stared. And then burst out laughing. Marcus Flint was standing ever-so-attentively behind the counter.

"My my, how the not-so-mighty have fallen into more-or-less their proper place," she said, still chuckling. "Although this really is too good for you. I won't hold my breath until Mr. Best gives you the sack."

rar_marcus November 12 2008, 03:31:34 UTC

Oh, fuck. It had been a long time since Marcus had seen Gwenog, but not long enough. She was going to love this, and from the laugh it seemed she already was.

He wasn't stupid enough to reply to her dig. He just knew she'd complain to his boss if he was rude. So Marcus bit his lip and fought back the reply that would get him into a lot of trouble.

"Long time no see," he said, in as level a voice as he could after the way she had looked down on him.

"What can I do for you?"

The quicker I serve her, the quicker she gets out of here, he thought.

rar_hestia November 12 2008, 03:35:39 UTC

"Well, you can tell me how exactly you conned Mr. Best into giving you this job. I heard you got fired from your last one. Knocked a bird over the head with a broomstick and sent her to St. Mungo's. What did she do, insult your face?" Gwenog smirked.

This was going to be really fun.

rar_marcus November 12 2008, 04:08:29 UTC

Marcus scowled at Gwenog and clenched his fists.

"She fell," he spat out. "It had nothing to do with me."

That wasn't entirely true. He had given her the broom.

"The broom was faulty. And I didn't con anyone into giving me this job."

Gwenog seemed to know exactly how to get to him, the few times they had met before - at a couple of parties with the Quidditch crowd - she had been exactly the same.

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