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Post by Venus Tamwell on Aug 3, 2009 21:29:09 GMT
Come sit Gilderoy.
*flashes him another smile, patting the seat next to her.*
Im always up for invigorating conversation. Especially with someone as famous as you.
*giggles, sipping on her drink*
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Post by Gilderoy Lockhart on Aug 3, 2009 21:36:20 GMT
*Takes the seat next to Venus and sits proudly pleased for the attention*
Now tell me my darling, what poetic name is it that by Merlin's beard I should hope does justice to your striking beauty? I dare say I would get lost in those eyes of yours, but that would be foolishness, as you well know I was not even phased by the Labyrinth of Wormswood Forest.
*Chuckles at his own joke*
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Post by Venus Tamwell on Aug 3, 2009 21:47:13 GMT
*giggles*
Venus be my name good sir. And believe me, many a man have gotten lost in these eyes. Some are still lost in them.
*reaches for the new drink the bartender had sat on the table.*
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Post by Gilderoy Lockhart on Aug 3, 2009 22:02:25 GMT
Now that sounds an interesting tale. Reminds me of the succubi of the hidden Odin's Island. Although I should hope you aren't the type to transform into a soul sucking demon.
...No, your eyes tell another tale. You wouldn't by any chance be a Veela? It is sometimes difficult to tell since I have built a natural immunity to their powers of seduction.
*takes a sip of drink*
Ah, a fine brew. It certainly has been a long time since I tasted some good old fashioned local ale.
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Post by Venus Tamwell on Aug 3, 2009 22:09:34 GMT
No...Soul sucking isn't my forte.
*grins*
I think I might have an aunt whose a veela.
*sips her drink, smiling*
If you like the ale you should try the wine! Its a lovely year.
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Post by Gilderoy Lockhart on Aug 3, 2009 22:17:57 GMT
What a generous offer.
*takes a sip from Venus' glass*
Ah yes. You know, this flavour is familiar... I do believe I have been to the very orchards where this is made. For some reason the name escapes me.
Im sure that you know full well that little escapes from me once I have my sights set on it!
Should any manner of beastie come through that door, Im sure you know you can count on me to protect you.
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Post by Venus Tamwell on Aug 3, 2009 22:24:55 GMT
*giggles wiping the rim of her glass*
Im sure I'll be well protected.
*sips*
And what is it that you have your sights set on now Mr. Lockhart?
*croses her legs, smoothing her skirt over her knees.*
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Post by Gilderoy Lockhart on Aug 3, 2009 22:32:14 GMT
*Smile beaming*
Haha. As you well know I am always seeking adventure and excitement. I am sure that there are far better places to search than the bottom of this glass.
*Winks*
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Post by Venus Tamwell on Aug 3, 2009 22:42:46 GMT
I should say there are. Just look around you, pleanty of adventure to be found.
*sets her empty glass down*
The only question is...where to look first!
*grins*
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Post by Gilderoy Lockhart on Aug 3, 2009 22:48:28 GMT
Now that is a question I asked myself upon entering this fine establishment. But I am quite certain it has been well and truely answered.
I do apologise to your quiet friend here, but may I be so bold as to ask you as to whether you have somewhere substantially more private that we may... retire to.
I would certainly be very pleased to have you... fully informed about my latest conquest.
*smiles and takes Venus' hand under the table*
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Post by Venus Tamwell on Aug 3, 2009 22:55:34 GMT
Oh Mr. Lockhart.
*blushes*
Perhaps You'd like to accompany me home. Im sure I have a bottle of wine that could keep us company as you tell me your wonderful stories.
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Post by Gilderoy Lockhart on Aug 3, 2009 22:58:48 GMT
Yes. I do believe that would be wise. You never know who could be about. I would be glad to escort you home my lady.
*Offers arm*
Shall we?
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Post by Venus Tamwell on Aug 3, 2009 23:04:37 GMT
*takes his arm amd stands*
We shall!
* As they walk out she turns back to look at Andromeda wishing she would follow her.*
I'lll just apparate us then shall I. I live in Godric's Hollow!
*turns on the spot, apperating them to her lovely little home.*
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Post by Oliver Wood on Aug 4, 2009 23:57:00 GMT
**Apparates outside the Leaky with his flashy blue smoke, and gold sparks. His head turns as he is looking up and down the street hopefully for someone he knows, anyone will do. He notices the loads of shoppers, and realizes that heads are turning his way as the sea of faces recognize him. His eyes widen as a rather scary looking bloke heads his way, and he dashes into the Leaky, hoping to escape a possible deranged looking fan.**
**Stops just inside the pub to allow his eyes to adjust to the dimness within. He blinks a few times to hurry up the process.**
**Seeing just fine now he moves his way through the pub to the bar, and plops himself onto a stool, pulling his hood up to ensure his privacy.*
Mead.
**He mutters under his breath to the bartender, laying some gold on the bar top. He gives the bartender a small smile as he receives his drink, and his eyes search the pub for a familiar face.*
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Post by Lee Jordan on Aug 5, 2009 0:12:21 GMT
*Enters the pub and walks to the bar. Gestures to the bartender.*
I'll take a butterbeer
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