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Post by Greyson Ollivander on Jul 13, 2009 21:24:25 GMT
*Looks up from his glass at the two witches, and thinks he recognizes one of them. Smiling at the dark haired witch, he asks.*
Have we met before?
*Sets the bottle aside, and takes a deep pull from his glass, his eyes on the witch.*
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Post by Andromeda Tonks on Jul 14, 2009 2:07:28 GMT
*smiles and nods*
You're Greyson, right? I'm Andromeda Tonks. We met at the Leaky Cauldron.
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Post by Greyson Ollivander on Jul 14, 2009 19:46:52 GMT
*Snaps his fingers, and points at her.*
Tha's it. Knew I've seen you some place.
*He remembers that night, and how terribly drunk he was. His cheeks turn a bit red, remembering his behavior.*
Sorry 'bout not rememberin' I was a little faced.
*He flicks his eyes to the other witch, shrugs, and smiles.*
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Post by Evelyn Brooke Spicket on Jul 27, 2009 3:01:55 GMT
*The girl watches as the wizard and witch talk. Then the wizard looks at her.*
'Hey' the girl says. 'Who are you guys?"
*She waits as the wizard sips his drink.*
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Post by Rubin Lars Vindict on Jul 31, 2009 17:31:39 GMT
**Enters the lounge. Sees some people talking and ignores them, passes around them and walks to the nearest table, takes out the Daily Prophet newspaper from his cloak, seats and starts reading it**
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Post by Evelyn Brooke Spicket on Aug 2, 2009 20:42:00 GMT
*Evelyn looks up as the door to the lounge opens. She sees someone enter and tehn she looks back at teh witch and wizard she was talking to.*
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Post by Greyson Ollivander on Aug 3, 2009 18:10:18 GMT
*Gives the young witch a friendly smile.*
I'm Greyson, and you would be?
*Sets his drink down. Catches sight of the newcomer, and nods politely. Turns back to the young witch waiting for her reply.*
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Post by Evelyn Brooke Spicket on Aug 4, 2009 16:44:17 GMT
*Looks at the wizard and says,*
I'm Evelyn.
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Post by Greyson Ollivander on Aug 6, 2009 0:42:38 GMT
*Smiles warmly.*
Nice to meet you Evelyn.
*Leans back in his seat, getting comfortable as he reaches for his whiskey.*
Can I get you something to drink?
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Post by Evelyn Brooke Spicket on Aug 6, 2009 2:29:37 GMT
Sure.
*already she likes the wizard.*
Anything is fine, although I would like butterbeer.
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Shunasazzi
Professor
Blame it on my wild heart
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Post by Shunasazzi on Aug 6, 2009 2:50:10 GMT
-feeling weary and lost in too much thought, she softly glides her way into the lounge, each step pauses just long enough to make her ankle length full skirt sway back and forth like the silent ringing of a bell.-
-as if listening to a bittersweet music, her left hand gently sweeps through the air in the random patterns of an untamed rhythm. with her right arm snuggly tucked behind her back, she lets her head sway on the breeze in which ever manor she so desires.-
-while there are others in the room with her, and she does indeed see them, she is merely contented to just take it all in at this point.-
-upon spying an open table along the back wall, she made her way thus.-
-once settled down, she pulls out the ostrich plume from her hat and begins to write a bit of poetry upon a napkin.-
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Post by Evelyn Brooke Spicket on Aug 7, 2009 2:27:39 GMT
Evelyn hears the door open for the second time. She looks up to see a woman walk in and go to the farthest table and sit down. Then the woman takes a quill out and begins writing on a napkin.
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Shunasazzi
Professor
Blame it on my wild heart
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Post by Shunasazzi on Aug 7, 2009 8:51:04 GMT
-She puts the quill down after jotting down a bit of jibberish-
-begins to read out loud what she had just wrote-
In London town I wore a frown Whilst walking through the street
I could have sighed I could have cried For none would dare to greet
And oh what a shame For I am only to blame As my own odd ways are far too discrete
-she sighs upon reading it-
Not exactly one of my best. But what can you expect on the spur of the moment. Mayhaps I need a drink to loosen my tongue.
-notices the young lady looking over at her-
Dear me
-she mumbles just under her breath-
I must be quite the odd sight indeed. Ah well, it simply can't be helped
-she smiles warmly and nods her head towards the young lady to let her know it was ok to look-
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Post by Evelyn Brooke Spicket on Aug 11, 2009 19:53:33 GMT
The lady smiled at the young girl. The girl smiled back, wondering who the woman was. The girl looked at the woman for a minute, then she went back to the wizard and witch she was talking to.
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Post by Andromeda Tonks on Aug 11, 2009 20:09:55 GMT
*smiles and nods as Evelyn introduces herself to Greyson*
Hi, Evelyn. I'm Andromeda.
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