A Magical Roleplaying Experience 

 #30357  by Rian Mac Bradaigh
 
Location: Cafe in Northern Ireland • Date: September 2, 1996


The last few months had been that of a whirlwind for Rian. He knew that being back in Ireland was the best place for him. What with the Wizarding War ever growing, especially in London, the North of Ireland had almost started looking like heaven in comparison. Each place had their own pros and cons but ultimately he knew that being back with his mother and brothers was the best palce for him.

Of course, having bumped into Vera at the beginning of the summer made leaving all the more difficult. The lunch they had just days earlier hurt Rian more than he would ever like to admit. But what was done was done. There was no point in trying to change the past now.

Rian sat in a small cafe occupied by on a handful of other people on a particularly cloudy morning. He took a sip of his coffee, his eyes staring out the window at the people passing by as they went about their day as usual.
 #31477  by Michelle La Fratta
 
Michelle needed some coffee.

A friend had her hen party in Northern Ireland and it showed. Michelle usually never went out into the world looking anything less than pristine, but this morning she went without makeup and her hair laid flat against her back. She had a terrible hangover and had forgotten to take a potion before going out on the town. The cafe's quietness was more than perfect for her as Michelle tried to recover.

Pulling her jacket tighter around her, Michelle ordered an espresso from the barista and a breakfast sandwich. She took it to a table across from a man whom seemed to be in much more serious thoughts than Michelle in that moment. All she was focused on was getting rid of how ill she felt and food in her stomach.
 #32119  by Rian Mac Bradaigh
 
Rian turned to face the cup of coffee in his hands, his thoughts jumping around in his brain. Everything passed through. Vera, his brother, London, the Troubles. For a moment he looked up and glanced a look at a woman who looked a little worse for wear. A big night out the night before was his initial thought. He smiled gently before speaking up.

"Lovely morning out there," he announced nonchalantly, directing his question towards the woman sitting across from him.