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Dec. 5th, 2012 08:20 pm*He's almost finished setting up the hex for tomorrow (Frances is persistent, a simple phone block will not be enough), when he remembers the still rather pitiable state of his wards.*
Hmmmm.
*He finishes the spell, then dashes off a quick text.*
Text from 07### ######
John,
change of plan. Coming over this evening. Prepare the spare bedroom.
-Peter
*He's pretty certain John still feels enough residual guilt to maintain the apartment's wards against an angry Frances.*
Hmmmm.
*He finishes the spell, then dashes off a quick text.*
Text from 07### ######
John,
change of plan. Coming over this evening. Prepare the spare bedroom.
-Peter
*He's pretty certain John still feels enough residual guilt to maintain the apartment's wards against an angry Frances.*
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Date: 2012-12-05 08:33 pm (UTC)Oh for goodness...
Sally, it might be important.
*Disgruntled, John stops what he's doing and picks up the text. He sighs.*
Sally, it appears that Peter is coming round in a short-
...No, Sally, not to join us. Why on earth would you even think of suggesting that?
Certainly not! How could you begin to image-
No, Sally! Sally, this is not the time for this argument.
*John gets up out of bed, texts a quick reply then goes to make himself look presentable.*
Text from 078## ######
Peter,
I suppose I have no choice in this matter? Be aware it is a most inconvenient time but I am accommodating you nonetheless.
-John
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Date: 2012-12-05 08:37 pm (UTC)John.
no. I'm in your living room.
-Peter
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Date: 2012-12-05 08:39 pm (UTC)*John makes his way downstairs when he's sorted.*
Tea, Peter?
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Date: 2012-12-05 08:45 pm (UTC)Yes please.
*He fidgets a bit*
You really ought to see to those wards at some point.
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Date: 2012-12-05 08:49 pm (UTC)*John fetches tea and biscuits (and sorts out some water and food for Jack, just in case) then takes the tray back through.*
To what do we owe the pleasure of your company tonight, Peter?
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Date: 2012-12-05 08:54 pm (UTC)Do I need an excuse to visit?
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Date: 2012-12-05 08:55 pm (UTC)Yes, particularly when you interrupt...I suppose not, but that doesn't mean there isn't one.
*John sips at his tea.*
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Date: 2012-12-05 08:58 pm (UTC)*He gestures helpfully.*
Not even a weak spot, simply a hole. With no magical protection at all.
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Date: 2012-12-05 09:00 pm (UTC)Thank you, Peter. I shall see to it tomorrow.
I am rather tired at the moment.
Sally, stop sniggering.
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Date: 2012-12-05 09:08 pm (UTC)*Peter looks worried and chews his lip.*
It's... well it's not very safe, is it?
*He notices John's expression growing stormier and holds up both hands.*
Just.... if you wanted a hand. That's all.
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Date: 2012-12-05 09:12 pm (UTC)Are there any other gaps of which I should be made aware?
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Date: 2012-12-05 09:15 pm (UTC)Peter gives the flat one last scan, then nods decisively.*
Finished.
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Date: 2012-12-05 09:16 pm (UTC)May I go back to bed now?
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Date: 2012-12-05 09:20 pm (UTC)I...yes.
Good night.
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Date: 2012-12-05 09:24 pm (UTC)*John leaves to go back to bed, too tired and annoyed to fully appreciate Peter's uncomfortable embarrassment.*
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Date: 2012-12-05 09:33 pm (UTC)*Peter heads off to the spare bedroom, trying not to think of what this revelation means for the sly smiles and other gestures Sally had been making earlier. He doesn't sleep well.*
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Date: 2012-12-06 09:50 am (UTC)Peter, I'm making breakfast. Hurry up and get to the kitchen before Oliver eats all the toast!
*John walks away back to the kitchen, tea mug in hand, whistling to himself cheerily.*
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Date: 2012-12-06 10:15 am (UTC)He checks his phone: no messages, and grins. The blocking (and presumably the hex) worked then.
Feeling somewhat cheerier, he gets dressed and heads off to the kitchen.*
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Date: 2012-12-06 10:19 am (UTC)Good morning, Peter! Did you sleep well?
(no subject)
Date: 2012-12-06 10:27 am (UTC)...moderately.
*He sips his tea, trying to blink back some of the images.*
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Date: 2012-12-06 10:30 am (UTC)*John finishes making breakfast and sets it all out on the table. They all dig in to eat.*
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Date: 2012-12-06 10:38 am (UTC)...whatever for?
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Date: 2012-12-06 10:41 am (UTC)The Political Studies Association awarded me their "Politician of the Year" prize. The children were rather proud and so made this delightful crown for me.
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Date: 2012-12-06 10:42 am (UTC)...well.
*Peter carefully opens a yoghurt.*
No accounting for taste.
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Date: 2012-12-06 10:46 am (UTC)Oh do be quiet. As Oliver will tell you, if you can't say anything nice, don't say anything at all.