RP: Interview after an odd morning
Date: 7 August 2005
Characters: Rita Skeeter, Lucy Diggory
Location: Museum
Status: Private
Summary: Rita drops by the museum for the interview she didn't quite get last time.
Completion: Incomplete
Things were going well. The offices were complete and the newspaper edition was well under way, and earlier that morning Rita had dropped by the office to let in some young Frenchmen who were installing magical presses on the basement level.
Everything was going to plan, but there was another article she wanted written that she knew she didn't quite have the material for. It was, of course, the interview she'd tried to get with Lucretia Diggory at the museum open night. They'd managed a few words, but it had been a bad time, and Mrs Diggory had been swept away quickly by someone else with a question, and then nabbed by another who wanted to know her process on a certain work. Rita had tucked her quill away and decided to come back later.
Much later, it seemed. But she'd visit today, and hopefully the Artist would be less busy this time.
It was a strange walk from the offices to the museum.
Oh, the day was mild enough, and there were plenty of people out and about. It was the... attention... that made it odd. Rita was used to people looking at her, of course - when one dressed as she did it was common for admiring glances to pass her way - but this was different. There were all sorts greeting her today with strange little smiles (a lot of elderly witches, actually), and a few of them even said 'congratulations'.
Strange. Obviously, they were talking about the Prophet - what else would they be congratulating her on? - but there'd hardly been a public announcement about it yet, although the beautiful sign on the building made it hard to miss, and it was publicly known that she was involved with the paper. Still, Rita had never figured most people for being that observant.
She was mildly disconcerted by it all, but she pushed the thoughts from her mind when she finally arrived at the museum. She had an interview to do, and the fact that the residents of Stoatshead Hill were acting in a bizarre fashion would not put her off it.
Climbing the steps, she made her way inside.
Characters: Rita Skeeter, Lucy Diggory
Location: Museum
Status: Private
Summary: Rita drops by the museum for the interview she didn't quite get last time.
Completion: Incomplete
Things were going well. The offices were complete and the newspaper edition was well under way, and earlier that morning Rita had dropped by the office to let in some young Frenchmen who were installing magical presses on the basement level.
Everything was going to plan, but there was another article she wanted written that she knew she didn't quite have the material for. It was, of course, the interview she'd tried to get with Lucretia Diggory at the museum open night. They'd managed a few words, but it had been a bad time, and Mrs Diggory had been swept away quickly by someone else with a question, and then nabbed by another who wanted to know her process on a certain work. Rita had tucked her quill away and decided to come back later.
Much later, it seemed. But she'd visit today, and hopefully the Artist would be less busy this time.
It was a strange walk from the offices to the museum.
Oh, the day was mild enough, and there were plenty of people out and about. It was the... attention... that made it odd. Rita was used to people looking at her, of course - when one dressed as she did it was common for admiring glances to pass her way - but this was different. There were all sorts greeting her today with strange little smiles (a lot of elderly witches, actually), and a few of them even said 'congratulations'.
Strange. Obviously, they were talking about the Prophet - what else would they be congratulating her on? - but there'd hardly been a public announcement about it yet, although the beautiful sign on the building made it hard to miss, and it was publicly known that she was involved with the paper. Still, Rita had never figured most people for being that observant.
She was mildly disconcerted by it all, but she pushed the thoughts from her mind when she finally arrived at the museum. She had an interview to do, and the fact that the residents of Stoatshead Hill were acting in a bizarre fashion would not put her off it.
Climbing the steps, she made her way inside.