RP: Lazy and thoughtful

Sep 19, 2007 00:54

Who: Rita and anyone
Where: Garden
When: Sept 18, mid-morning
What: Rita writes, and thinks, and wants something to do.
Rating: TBA
Status: Incomplete

After the previous two weeks of hard physical work and hard mental work, it felt strange to have nothing specific to do again )

week 6, rita

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poisoned_quill September 18 2007, 18:37:23 UTC

Rita watched the girl grow suspicious and couldn't help but laugh. "I suppose I could, couldn't I? Pureblood Brats And How They Cope With Humility. But no, that wasn't what I was getting at."

She considered, looking around the garden. "I suppose the more appropriate question would have been do you live at home. With your parents and an army of house elves and the like. But you've answered that anyway. Different, but people around nonetheless. This is... stranger for me, but interesting all the same. Usually the only breakfast company I have is a copy of the Prophet and my owl, although the minute I step outside I'm in the thick of it. This is like... a reversal. Completely isolated, but everyone's insideShe shook her head with a small smile. "It will be strange to go back to the other, I think. Not bad, but... odd. Bloody ridiculous to miss this sort of place, but I think I will ( ... )

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poisoned_quill September 27 2007, 16:05:29 UTC

Rita chuckled, quietly grateful for the change of subject. "Oh," she murmured, "he's already wearing lace. He didn't like the idea much - I can't imagine it's very comfortable, given the difference in anatomies - but I don't believe I have a pair of knickers that aren't lace."

She looked down at herself. The suit Kevin had dressed her in was rather decent - clearly, he wanted to show off the clothing line no matter who was wearing it. Then she looked back up at Pansy.

"Potter's certainly gone all out dressing you, hasn't he? Funny how he hasn't been wearing anything like that himself."

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bitchy_nuisance September 27 2007, 18:01:17 UTC
Smirking, Pansy nodded. "I can just picture it. Montague in lace and skirt." She snickered and got to her feet. Twirling around, she showed off the "clothes" if they could even be called that.

"Fancy, aren't they?" Pansy sneered sardonically as she held out the sides of the large shirt, which easily fit three of her inside. "I'm figuring that he transfigured some of his own clothes into... this monstrosity."

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poisoned_quill September 28 2007, 14:05:06 UTC

"Lovely," Rita replied. "He seems to have gone out of his way to create a look for you. I do hope you repaid him by transfiguring some lovely pink frills for him."

Rita blinked. The sun was warm, and she was in danger of falling asleep in it if she didn't move. Didn't particularly want that. She glanced at the odd, chunky wristwatch Montague had put her in.

"I think it's time for lunch, don't you? And then maybe we can start drinking."

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bitchy_nuisance September 28 2007, 20:55:38 UTC
"Unfortunately, I hate pink and I wouldn't force that horrible experience on anyone else. As for the frills, there will certainly be some this week considering what I am forced to wear." Pansy gestured at her outfit with distaste. "But for now, he'll just have the deal with the lace and silk underwear, the skirts and tight tops as well as the stockings and the high heels... and not to forget the make-up." She smirked then looked more closely at the watch's face.

"I'd say it's high time for lunch. It's just tacky to drink before lunch." She snickered and began to move towards the house.

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