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Post by Peter Pettigrew on Jul 13, 2007 16:07:06 GMT
I sat down in one of the chair, frustrated. No one here would help me. "Anyone who could help would be nice! I want to make a will! Is it really so hard to send someone down here to help me with that?!"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 13, 2007 21:32:04 GMT
"A will? You planning on dying or something, man?" I ask, looking up at the guy from a couple of chairs down.
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Post by Peter Pettigrew on Jul 15, 2007 0:20:35 GMT
I looked at the guy for a second, then responded, "Well, it's not something I want, but I know enough seers to know that my life will be fucked up, most likely sooner rather than later, and I want to make sure that all of my affairs are in order."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 15, 2007 8:27:00 GMT
I snort with sardonic laughter, "Sorry. I just don't place much stick with seers. Even though my sister's one. It didn't exactly help me out at all. But then again, I don't have any affairs to put in order so no worries for me there."
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Post by Peter Pettigrew on Jul 16, 2007 1:04:57 GMT
I laughed. "My sister's a seer too. And my ex fiance. And one of my best friends. And my girlfriend. Actually, Saph, my girlfriend, is the only one who hasn't looked into my future. I think she mostly just checks in with what's in the present. But the other three, plus my other ex-fiance, who was a muggle but a psychic one, they've all said that my life's gonna be fucked up fairly soon. And I have two daughters, and an adopted son and his little brother, and a sister and people who are like brothers and sisters to me. And I'm the heir to a large sum of money, plus multiple businesses." I took a deep breath. "I don't know what to do."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 16, 2007 15:41:50 GMT
"I can try and give you a hand if you want. Bored out of my fucking skull over here." I say, getting gingerly to my feet and walking over to him, sinking painfully into the seat next to him, still getting used to walking again, "You started anything yet?"
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Post by Peter Pettigrew on Jul 16, 2007 16:21:48 GMT
"All I have so far is that something goes to Amy and Sarah, Annie and Cylas, Molly, Bill, Charlie, and Saphire's baby possibly."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 16, 2007 16:28:18 GMT
"How come possibly to Lynn's baby? This is Lynn we're talking about, right?"
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Post by Peter Pettigrew on Jul 16, 2007 16:33:14 GMT
I nodded. "Well, I'm not sure if the baby's mine yet." I paused for a moment, then nodded. "Yeah. Something to Saph and her baby either way."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 16, 2007 16:34:14 GMT
"Well, you need to get this written up man. I've already forgotten most of it."
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Post by Peter Pettigrew on Jul 16, 2007 16:40:31 GMT
I laughed slightly and nodded. "Okay, so how do I write it? Just like... normal and then have it signed by witnesses or whatever?"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 16, 2007 16:42:42 GMT
"I imagine so. They can't exactly say we're not accepting it, it was written in collequial language. I don't think they've really got much choice as long as it's all signed and shit." I shrug.
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Post by Peter Pettigrew on Jul 16, 2007 16:44:02 GMT
I nodded. "Kay. And shit! I have to decide who gets my kids."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 16, 2007 16:47:47 GMT
"Yeah, you'll want to do that. And it's got to be someone who can take them." I say, voice immediately becoming flatter at the subject, thinking of Gid and how he'd not made any plans for that or anything about him dying.
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Post by Peter Pettigrew on Jul 16, 2007 16:50:10 GMT
I nodded. "Yeah. I've got friends who have kids and who've died. I mean, the dude came back, but before he had no plans for his kid."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 16, 2007 16:51:37 GMT
"Sounds familiar." I mutter, "What's your friends name?"
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Post by Peter Pettigrew on Jul 16, 2007 16:52:42 GMT
"Gideon Prewett. You know him?"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 16, 2007 16:54:05 GMT
"He was one of my best friends." I mutter, feeling that familiar sick feeling at the mention of his name.
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Post by Peter Pettigrew on Jul 16, 2007 16:56:24 GMT
My eyebrows knit together. "Was?"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 16, 2007 16:57:12 GMT
"I'm sorry. I was supposed to be telling everyone. Must have missed you." I say expressionlessly, "Gideon passed on."
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Post by Peter Pettigrew on Jul 16, 2007 17:05:51 GMT
My mouth dropped. "What?" I asked quietly.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 16, 2007 17:08:09 GMT
"Gid. Murdered." I say, not meeting his eyes, "Death eaters. Fender and Gin."
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Post by Peter Pettigrew on Jul 16, 2007 17:16:01 GMT
My teeth clenched. "Not okay."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 16, 2007 17:16:29 GMT
"You don't need to tell me that twice."
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Post by Peter Pettigrew on Jul 16, 2007 17:18:31 GMT
I shook my head. "Why Gid? He's one of my - he was one of my best friends. I was co-godad of Kim, and he was Sarah's."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 16, 2007 17:20:29 GMT
"Co-God dad? Oh. You must be Peter. If I'd have known-...I would have taken her to you. I just-...I didn't know where to find you. And I did tell Gid that I shouldn't be Kim's other co-God dad seeing as how if I can barely look after myself I can't look after anyone else-..." I trail off, "I took her to his girlfriend...didn't know where else."
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Post by Peter Pettigrew on Jul 16, 2007 17:21:51 GMT
"Izzy? She's Amy's godmum. She found Amy, and was flipping 'cause she didn't want to give her up, but didn't want to keep her. How did she react?"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 16, 2007 17:24:06 GMT
"She was finding out about Gid at the same time. She cried. A lot. And got angry. Very angry. And cried some more." I mutter, eyes finding the floor, "But she said she'd take her in."
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Post by Peter Pettigrew on Jul 16, 2007 17:28:38 GMT
I nodded. "That's good. I haven't talked to her in a while. I should probably go find her soon." I paused, looking down. "But first, my will. I don't know what to do, mate. I need to find a new goddad for Sarah, I guess. And decide who will take care of them if..." I sighed.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 17, 2007 15:36:39 GMT
"I don't know much about that. The closest I've come to having a kid was murdered. But I imagine if you're going to pick someone to look after them, it's got to be someone you'd trust with your life."
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