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Post by shelybaby on Mar 9, 2008 1:54:07 GMT
*Rolls her eyes*
"if the fire was that bad where no one has anywhere to sleep, I am sure it was more than some idiot in potions class"
*takes a large sip of her drink*
"if anything has happened to my cat, someone will pay for it, even if it was there fault or not"
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Post by Holly Palmers on Mar 9, 2008 1:57:10 GMT
Well, god bless your cat.
*that came out cold*
*takes a sip*
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Post by shelybaby on Mar 9, 2008 2:03:23 GMT
*Slowly looks to Holly*
"Do you have any pets?"
*sips her drink*
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Post by Holly Palmers on Mar 9, 2008 2:04:39 GMT
*looks up*
What? Oh--a crup, yea. I had an owl but I never see him. I think he went feral--*laughs* that's what I get for buying him discount.
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Post by shelybaby on Mar 9, 2008 2:19:16 GMT
"You had an owl? ... but you never see him? .. hm .."
*smirks a little*
"you never know, he might be in the owlery for all you know"
*downs the rest of her drink*
"well, I am heading to the school, see if I can find my cat before ... well before it's too late"
*gets up and leaves the inn*
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Post by Sebastian Bordeaux on Mar 15, 2008 18:26:14 GMT
*sits, waiting at a corner table for Aurelie and Dante to arrive*
*orders two red wines and slips some love potion into Aurelie's drink, just in case Dante's charms are overwhelming to her...*
*sips his own wine and tries to think positive thoughts* Bloody barmy, batty git! She'll probably end up running off to London with him! Well...not this time!!
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Post by Dante Fuilteach on Mar 15, 2008 18:39:14 GMT
**Flounces in, cranky because it's too early to be out of bed, and looking distractingly gorgeous** **Sees Sebastian and swoops** Well, is there a reason you summoned me here? **Sits down**
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Post by Sebastian Bordeaux on Mar 15, 2008 18:42:19 GMT
*glares at him, annoyed and jealous that he's so handsome*
Well actually Aurelie wanted to meet you...I'm just here for...support...
*continues to give him a death-glare while he traces the rim of his wine*
*bluntly* She loves me, not you.
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Post by Dante Fuilteach on Mar 15, 2008 18:48:51 GMT
Pfft. Give me five minutes with her, and we shall see.
**Too handsome to glare**
**Picks up a wine and eyes Sebastian over it**
We'll see who loves whom, won't we, silly boy?
And once I've stolen her, I will rip out your heart and drink straight from it.
**Knocks back the entire goblet of wine**
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Post by Sebastian Bordeaux on Mar 15, 2008 18:51:33 GMT
*gasps out loud and tries to hide shocked expression*
That...was her drink!
*eyes bulge*
*forced smirk*
Urrr...do you still want to kill me then?
*eyes him lazily, wondering if perhaps this was a good thing...*
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Post by Dante Fuilteach on Mar 15, 2008 18:53:51 GMT
**Feels a bit dazed**
What... was in that wine?
**Shakes his head slightly, trying to fight the potion's effects**
**Looks up at Sebastian and crosses his legs**
Oh, I'm SO having you...
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Post by Sebastian Bordeaux on Mar 15, 2008 18:56:44 GMT
*bites lip as eyes flutter downward, not wanting to tell him about the love potion*
It was red wine...blame the establishment...
*looks frightened at his expression*
Having me?
*curses under his breath, wishing he didn't forget his garlic paste at Hogwarts*
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Post by Dante Fuilteach on Mar 15, 2008 19:04:42 GMT
**Eyes Sebastian hungrily**
Yes, Sebastian, having you.
**Readies himself to pounce**
Ever indulged in the love that dare not speak its name before?
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Post by Sebastian Bordeaux on Mar 15, 2008 19:08:04 GMT
*shuffles nervously in his seat*
Love? LOVE?! Yes, I have...but...she was a woman!
*flips out wand, knowing that it still won't be much help*
Don't come any closer, Dante!
*puffs out chest and tries to look fierce*
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Post by Dante Fuilteach on Mar 15, 2008 19:14:37 GMT
I have a "wand", too.
;D
And you're just adorable, look at you! Trying to man up to a vampire. It's adorable.
**Leaps across the table, not caring that everyone will recognise him as a vampire as a result, and grabs Sebastian**
Women are over-rated, mon petit.
**Snogs Sebastian in such a way as to leave him weak at the knees**
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