and the tears, they did roll from the salty sea, the rainy sky (closed)

[thenobledie]

Who: lumenrelegandus and thenobledie
When: August 28th, evening
Where: Duncan's pub
Format: Prose is probably more appropriate, but guess who is forever lazy... (Hint: it's not Merry.)
What: Lust (no, not the one with the nice rack) affects Shirley in an unusual way, and she ain't fighting it. Lupin is...idk, Lupin?? LOOK, THEY ARE GONNA TALK.
Warnings: n/a

Comments

Or maybe prose is just MY lazy setting. ;-) "If I had more time, I'd be more concise..."

[lumenrelegandus]

[Lupin hasn't been here before-it's always been the Foxhole until now-and it floods him with memories of Hogsmeade

haha, but your action reads like prose...!

[thenobledie]

[ it's always been the foxhole for her, too, and while she has close to no shame for the things she has done, has seen, and has known, there are scorched in the foxhole she wishes to avoid this night. deneve, she wouldn't mind - she would understand. but she and deneve balance their relationship carefully, and this is meant to be...private. without the hallmarks of privacy.

(shirley, seriously. you don't have to make things so complicated.)

when he announces himself, she raises her head and smiles at him. oddly, genuine. when he sits: ]

Remus.

I can't argue ;-)

[lumenrelegandus]

[he smiles back, no less genuine if with a bit more curiosity]

Shirley.

It's good to see you in new surroundings. It's been a while since we've been anywhere together outside the clinic.

[thenobledie]

I hardly recall a time we haven't been inside the clinic.

[ her memory was slow before; now, it's just terrible, and she knows they met elsewhere. but the day in the market they formally introduced escapes her now. ]