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Date: 26. October, 2001
Characters: Cecilia Proudfoot and Sirius Black, mentions of Jamie Proudfoot [NPC] and other NPCs
Setting: Settlement 1, outside the Medical Center
Content: PG
Status: Open: Public, Complete


"...stasis will keep them as fresh as when we cut them," Cecilia informed Agnethe Seidelin, the Muggle botanist from Two she had spent the last four days with in the forest in the mountains just west of Mount Tongariro, gathering and doing the most basic of cataloguing. "You saw them. They're still fresh even after the drive." That Cecilia had chosen to drive back to One with the botanist was more for the company than for practicality. It would have been easier and faster for her to have Apparated both of them, or Agnethe could have driven them to Two from where Cecilia then could have Apparated home, but she got the feeling that the Muggle was fascinated with the Magic that was making One so different from Two. "Go spend the weekend with your family, and I'll see you back here on Monday. I'm sure this'll be what we've been waiting for!" Either they had found something reminiscent of what a lot of people had been longing for here, or they had found some difficult to obtain mosquito repellent. Either way, the expedition had been succesful.

With a small wave, Cecilia stepped back and let Agnethe drive off back to Two, before she walked across the street to the small paths between the vendors' carts. It was still too early for school to be over, so she had a bit of time before she would go pick up Jamie. For a moment she considered sending him a message on his datapad, but didn't when she figured that the surprise of seeing her back a day early was something she wouldn't want to spoil for him by having to sit the rest of the school day out. No, instead she would get everything ready to make him some of his favourites. Hopefully the fish monger had those... oh, she forgot the name, but there was no way she could miss the brightly orange flesh of the juicy fish that had taken over as Jamie's favourite food. Even before she got to the cart with the fish, she was certain that she would be successful in her endevour, as she spotted the purple bulbs that tasted not too unlike potatoes, especially when they were baked with a bit of oil.

Jamie was going to be thrilled, she figured as she reached out to start finding the best of the bulbs, only to find her fingers closing around the hand of another customer. "Oh, excuse me," she apologised and reached for the bulb next to the one she had originally intended to grab.

Date: 2012-11-02 03:51 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tt_sirius.insanejournal.com
Well, she was polite, he'd give her that much. She made the effort to acknowledge his 'joke', mild as it had been, so she was, at the very least, a very kind person. Sirius was watching her type on the datapad and, when his beeped, he blinked in surprise as Cecilia told him what she'd done. Without thinking, he tapped open the blinking square and saw the message from her.

"That's kind of you," Sirius stated, at a loss for what to say in that moment. While Cecilia settled with the vendor, Sirius realized he should reciprocate and he managed to get the floating keyboard to work. A moment later, her pad beeped. "I'm not much of a cook but I do have a few bottles of wine that I liberated from the future before I left. You are welcome to drop by."

Date: 2012-11-03 09:56 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tt_sirius.insanejournal.com
So, the kid was old enough for schooling and having a mind of its own. Well, that was more promising and equally more troublesome but that was a bridge Sirius wasn't considering crossing anytime soon anyway. He waved his hand vaguely. "Completely understandable," Sirius replied after a moment, glancing down to her hand but taking it almost immediately this time.

Shaking her hand, he resolved to mention her to Kingsley again, if only to find out more about the witch. "The pleasure was all mine. Until we meet again, then, Cecilia." He watched her go, until her figure disappeared into the milling crowd and then he turned back to the vendor himself.