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Post by Zero Quinn on May 28, 2009 1:54:02 GMT
*Casually picks a bit of lint off his jacket before closing his eyes and leaning his head back against the chair.*
Oh, a little of this, and a little of that.
*Unable to disclose that particular information.*
*Inhales deeply, seeming disinterested.*
*Rests quietly for a few moments.*
*Turns his head slightly in Juliette's direction, opening his eyes a fraction.*
And you, Juliette, what career path have you chosen?*
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Post by Juliette Sinclair on May 28, 2009 2:05:14 GMT
I am a 'ealer, for ze most part. But I like to dabble in other area's.
*sit her glass on the nearest table.*
*taps her foot on the ground thinking of what to say.*
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Post by Zero Quinn on May 28, 2009 2:08:39 GMT
*Smiles slightly at her response, closing his eyes again*
I notice you have an accent. French is it?
*Raises glass to his mouth taking a deep drink, finishing the wine.*
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Post by Juliette Sinclair on May 28, 2009 2:20:08 GMT
Oiu! I am french. 'Owever I went to 'Ogwarts not Beauxbatons. We 'ad moved to England and my mother wanted me to go to a mixed school.
*picks up her glass and finishes her drink.*
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Post by Zero Quinn on May 28, 2009 2:25:26 GMT
*Opens his eyes fully, sits up, and turns his attention fully to Juliette.*
How long ago did you graduate?
*Eyes travel over her face, taking in for the first time her apperance, noticing she looks around his age.*
I finished about five years ago or so.
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Post by Juliette Sinclair on May 28, 2009 2:32:46 GMT
About six years for me.
*Stands, walking back to the bar for the bottle of wine.*
What was your 'ouse?
*glides back to her chair, pouring herself another glass.*
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Post by Zero Quinn on May 28, 2009 2:39:04 GMT
*Watches her fetch a bottle of wine and return to her seat.*
Ravenclaw. Should have been Slytherin though, my whole family is Slytherin.
*Turns his empty glass around in his hands.*
What was yours?
*Green eyes sparkling with genuine interest.*
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Post by Juliette Sinclair on May 28, 2009 2:46:51 GMT
Gryffindor...though I should have been in Ravenclaw. But oddly enough I 'ad many friends in Slytherin.
*holds the bottle out to him.*
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Post by Zero Quinn on May 28, 2009 3:52:40 GMT
*Turns the glass in his hands three times clockwise, then three times counterclockwise to make it an even number.*
*Reaches for the bottle.*
You know, I don't recall ever seeing you in the halls or anything.
*Pours himself another glass as he looks her over thoroughly, trying to place her somewhere in the castle.*
Not like there weren't hundreds of bodies crowding the place, eh?
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Elvira Crouch
Student of the Dark Arts
Said to be deceased summer 09
As you can see, when you look at me, I'm pieces of what I used to be.
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Post by Elvira Crouch on May 28, 2009 14:02:02 GMT
((Juliette as your mentor I think that your ready to hit the main boards. Zero I'll find out if you like, if your ready to rp on the main boards?)) EDIT: ((Zero your good to rp on the main boards too. Have fun and if you both aren't sure of anything then just drop me a PM. ))
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Post by Raven Shouldo on Jun 23, 2009 1:01:21 GMT
*Raven bounced into olivanders wandshop* "hello??? Greyson? Mr. Olivanders?" She yelled as she stoped bouncing*
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Post by Greyson Ollivander on Jun 23, 2009 20:30:06 GMT
*Wanders into the lounge, looking for something to drink.*
*Moves quickly for his large frame to the bar, and ducks behind it, searching for a bottle of single malt whiskey. Bottles clink and clank as he moves them around.*
*Finds a dusty bottle, and pops up from behind the bar, a huge smile on his face.*
There you are.
*He says to the bottle, brushing off the dust.*
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Post by Raven Shouldo on Jun 23, 2009 20:50:09 GMT
*raven saw the note and headed off towards the lounge to see Greyson*
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Post by Greyson Ollivander on Jun 23, 2009 20:57:11 GMT
*Sets the bottle down on the bar, and withdraws his wand from his pocket, thinking what a dolt he was for not summoning the whiskey to him before. Well the wands in his hands now, and he gives it a swish at some glasses to summon them.*
*As the glasses zoom over her uncorks the bottle with a flick of the wand, and the bottle begins to pour as the glasses halt to a stop under the flowing liquid.*
*Rubs his hands together, eager to taste the whiskey. Something moves out of the corner of his eye, and he lifts his head to take a look, his eyes landing on a young witch.*
Hey.
*He says, looking back to his filled glass, grasping it in his large hand.*
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Post by Raven Shouldo on Jun 23, 2009 21:00:18 GMT
Hey greyson. mind if i pull up a chair and join you? it's not good to drink alone.
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