Beyond The Darkness : RP: A Second 'Date'

bd_romilda
2007-06-17 19:57 (link)

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Romilda had been a little concerned about her... dinner... with Rodolphus. Now that she had left Liam with Rosmerta for the evening, she had to hold back the truth. Rosmerta had told her to have a nice evening with Anthony, and she had merely nodded as she left.

She'd not exactly lied to Rosmerta, but then again, she hadn't corrected her either. She'd raced back home and managed to get herself dressed for her evening of pool and... well, whatever else. She still had some Muggle clothes from the last time she had been out and about Muggles. The blue jeans - she knew from Colin and Dennis - were still popular. But the black halter neck top - she had no idea if it was still fashionable. teaming it up with a set of big earrings and a pair of strappy black shoes, she felt ready to face the Muggles. And Rodolphus.

Grabbing the portkey at the appointed time, she felt a sudden rush at the change in atmosphere. Unfortunately, she landed just a touch awkwardly, turning on her ankle with her strappy shoes. Instead of landing gracefully, she ended up falling into a set of powerful and warm arms. "Oh, Merlin, sorry about that," she said, looking up. What a klutz.

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bd_rodolphus
2007-06-17 20:10 (link)

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Rodolphus felt the swirl of magic that indicated Romilda's arrival and pushed himself off the wall. He saw her stumble as she arrived and leapt forward to catch her, enjoying the feel of her in his arms. He helped her to her feet but didn't step away for a moment.

"Quite alright. Portkey travel can be a little... abrupt at times," he said genially then he finally stepped back. He raised an eyebrow when he saw what she was wearing. The jeans he was expecting but the halter top was a touch he could definitely appreciate. "You look beautiful."

He smiled at her. "I'll admit I wasn't entirely sure if you would come tonight."

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bd_romilda
2007-06-17 20:20 (link)

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Romilda looked up to find herself caught in Rodolphus' arms. How embarrassing. She bit her lip and let out a shy chuckle. When she caught her breath she was unable to take her eye from his attire. He did cut a rather dashing figure.

"Thank you, and you look..." entirely handsome, thoroughly attractive? "dashing. Although I am surprised to see you in full Muggle wear, you wear it very nicely," she replied to his compliment. "Although I confess I have no idea what is fashionable here in the Muggle world. I do know that fashions change here far too often, and I'll probably stand out in the crowd."

She nodded at his words. "No, no second thoughts, but Rosmerta might have made an assumption about who I was going out with tonight, and I didn't correct her. I doubt she would have let me go if I had told her outright." It worried her a little, but this was just some good fun, wasn't it?

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bd_rodolphus
2007-06-17 20:28 (link)

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Rodolphus chuckled. "Why, thank you. I do some business in the Muggle world from time to time. It helps to be able to blend in." He gave her an appreciative look. "I think you look fine and if you stand out in a crowd it will only be because you are the most beautiful woman in the room."

He offered her his arm. "Shall we?" he asked calmly. "It's nice to know that you have someone to worry about you, even if they do worry about the wrong things. I can assure you I have no... untoward intentions."

He gave her a wicked grin as they walked out of the alley. He had some intentions but he wouldn't call them untoward... and they would entirely depend on what Romilda wanted.

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bd_romilda
2007-06-18 00:04 (link)

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She felt it made sense that he would need muggle clothes if he were doing business in the muggle world. After all, she no longer thought it was strange to see Dennis or Colin wearing jeans and a similar outfit, even if she felt rather underdressed. The jeans were tight, but Colin had once told her that was how the women wore them.

Merely blushing and tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, she took his arm. "Rosmerta has been very kind. She took us in when most people weren't interested in looking after a single mother with a baby. She's been more than an employer, and she's allowed me to keep my independence, and help me to raise Liam."

At his comment about untoward intentions, she gave him a sideways glance. Why did he ask her out again -- and not to the club? Did he simply crave for company that wasn't going to hex or kill him, or was she merely some sort of diversion from his daily life.

He intrigued her. Nothing like she had expected, but then again, many things in her life were not as she had expected at first. "I don't know, if your intentions are to corrupt me and teach me the illicit art of hustling, then perhaps they are untoward." She was being cheeky, but she felt like it.

"So where is this place?" she asked out of curiosity, taking a closer look now at their surroundings.

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bd_rodolphus
2007-06-18 00:18 (link)

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"I'm glad you have such people in your life," Rodolphus said with a smile.

He chuckled; she looked just a touch uncertain as to what his intentions actually were tonight but he would let his actions thoughout the night tell her that and see how she responded. He wanted her... wanted her in his bed... but she was not a woman to be treated lightly. She was a formidable woman who would be a fine mother of his child but that was something that would have to be handled carefully. There was no need to rush after all.

"Ah, now if I'm doing such things with your knowledge and cooperation then such intentions could hardly be called untoward. It only counts as untoward if I try and do something you don't like." He gave her a sly look full of mischief. "And only you can judge if I am doing something you don't like."

He looked up the street then pointed. "There it is. The Imperial. We can get a meal there if you like. Pub food but excellent nonetheless. And they have half a dozen pool tables upstairs."

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bd_romilda
2007-06-18 01:35 (link)

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"Yes, so am I." She returned the smile, grinning as he defended his behaviour. If anything, he had been open about his intentions. So had Romilda, for that matter. She enjoyed the company, and although at first she had feared turning down an invitation in case he turned his anger on her, he had not shown her anything other than gentlemanly attention and respect.

Yes, respect. So very few men had ever shown her that, and only recently had she had any men started to treat her as more than just a whore. Anthony for one, Antonin, and now Rodolphus. She felt a little spoiled, and was indulging herself for the first time in ages. Learning to play pool was just part of it. She was enjoying the company.

"Ahh, pub food. My favourite." There might have been a hint of sarcasm in her voice, having worked in a pub for years, but she said it with good cheer. "Perhaps I can see what other tricks I can learn from the competition, hmmmm? Rosie would be pleased." She didn't think it would hurt to tell Rodolphus what Rosmerta was planning. "I'm slowly learning how to run the pub business, with an eye to looking after the place with Liam when she chooses to retire."

"Not that she ever will, but you have to have goals for the future, right?" She was babbling again, but she suspected it was the fact she was relaxing in his company. She often did that, as her friends would attest to.

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bd_rodolphus
2007-06-18 02:07 (link)

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Rodolphus chuckled at the tone of her voice when she mentioned pub food. "Come now, there is pub food and then there is pub food. Do you really think that I would choose a place that did not serve good food?" He grinned. "But by all means, learn what you can."

He raised an eyebrow and looked pleased. "That is very good of her... and wise. Better to trust your business, one that you have spent years building, to someone you know and care for then to a stranger. And I'm sure you will do well."

"I'm sure she'll retire at some point," he said, giving Romilda a curious look. "It's true that witches and wizards live longer lives than Muggles but that doesn't mean she'll want to spend the rest of hers running the pub. Perhaps she wants to to train you so that she can retire and enjoy herself before she gets too old."

They had reached the pub by this stage and he opened the door, ushering Romilda into the pub. The inside of the pub was neat and clean and he guided her to the bar.

"Would you like something to eat before we play?" he asked, handing her one of the menus sitting on the bar. "And what would you like to drink?"

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bd_romilda
2007-06-18 02:34 (link)

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"You're right," she said when he spoke of Rosmerta. "Merlin knows I wouldn't want to be working all my life. I'd hate to imagine anything happening to Rosie, and someone taking over the pub. Someone who wanted to make too many changes. I don't know if people could cope. It's hard enough trying to change our menu."

As they walked in, she felt a little relaxed in the familiar atmosphere. This felt more like home, but just without all the robes. The annoying television in the background with the moving pictures was recapping some sport - well, there were men chasing a ball around, and other patrons huddled around the screen cheering and yelling.

She couldn't help but look over the bar and check the cleanliness of the glasses and the staff. She doubted that Rodolphus would take her anywhere that was grimy, but it was just natural instinct that had her looking.

"Yes, I'm feeling a little peckish," she admitted. As she looked over the menu, she couldn't help but think it looked far more extensive than that at the Three Broomsticks. But then again, this was a Muggle establishment, and they weren't having trouble getting supplies into their town, or paying for them. Things like the fresh seafood was something she often would have enjoyed, but people weren't flush with money, and the regulars did enjoy the staple meals.

Even so, Guinness Pie or some cajun fish would have made a nice variety. Even the oyster shooters. "Well the oyster shooters sound interesting," she said, not having seen those before. "I might try one or two of those before the pie." She looked up at the board to see that the pie of the day was a Guinness pot pie.

"Oooh, Guinness," she said aloud. "That's nice. Although it would seem silly to have the Guinness pie and not have a pint, hmmmm?" Checking the beers on tap, she saw that they had the usual, plus one she really liked. Not that she often drank beer, but she was feeling in a bit of a beer mood "I'll have a pint of Kilkenny, I think."