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Post by Ophelia Fuilteach on Aug 16, 2007 22:16:21 GMT
What's wrong?
*Turns to look at Elara*
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Post by Elara Pythous on Aug 16, 2007 22:20:51 GMT
*says nothing, still biting her lip*
*sighs* We...erm... cant get the dress...
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Post by Ophelia Fuilteach on Aug 16, 2007 22:37:20 GMT
Don't be ridiculous! I'm getting married, I have to have a dress. I can hardly go naked...
*Sighs and looks at Elara*
Elara, what the hell is going on? You know I could just use Legilimency and find out. Please tell me. I don't want to invade your mind.
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Post by Elara Pythous on Aug 16, 2007 22:39:02 GMT
I... I cant tell you that. I suggest you take my hand and come with me.
*holds out her delicate hand, avoiding her gaze*
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Post by Ophelia Fuilteach on Aug 16, 2007 22:47:12 GMT
*Steps back*
No... Not until you tell me what's happening!
Elara, you're my friend.
*Looks at Elara, her expression one of worry and even a hint of fear*
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Post by Elara Pythous on Aug 16, 2007 22:49:24 GMT
*feels tears well up in her eyes, and raises her voice* I know I'm your friend.... please dont hate me for this. Just take-my-hand....
*tears roll down her cheeks and her lower lip trembles*
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Post by Ophelia Fuilteach on Aug 16, 2007 22:53:06 GMT
*Shakes her head*
You traitor...
*Feels her eyes rim with tears*
Fine. Do what you have to.
*Holds out her hand and shivers*
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Post by Elara Pythous on Aug 16, 2007 22:59:11 GMT
Traitor...*grimaces* you dont even know whats going on. Please, understand. I have to do this. Dont hate me Ophelia.
*looks up at her as she takes her hand*
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Post by Ophelia Fuilteach on Aug 16, 2007 23:00:35 GMT
*Says nothing, but feels tears fall from her eyes*
*Whispers*
Bojan...
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Post by Elara Pythous on Aug 16, 2007 23:05:35 GMT
*hugs her tightly and disapparates under a dark cloud of smoke*
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Post by Bojan Vladislav on Aug 17, 2007 19:16:56 GMT
**apparates in Diagon Alley where a few people are still strolling about, mainly towards the pubs**
**runs over to Twilfitt and Tattings as he knows they design expensive dress robes and knocks on the door hard**
Please! Is anyone in there?
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Post by Madam Twillfit on Aug 17, 2007 19:23:59 GMT
*bustles over to the door and opens it just a bit*
Can I help you? We are closed now, you know.
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Post by Bojan Vladislav on Aug 17, 2007 19:25:13 GMT
**heart feels likes it is about to burst**
Please, I am missing my fiance. She is novhere to be seen. I vondered if you had seen her? She might have been here last night.
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Post by Madam Twillfit on Aug 17, 2007 19:31:51 GMT
Last night? Well a young lady did have an appointment with me after hours but she only made it to the door then disappeared with her friend.
*adds with a tone of annoyance*
A bid rude I'd say. After the inconvenience I went through.
What does your fiancee look like, dear?
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Post by Bojan Vladislav on Aug 17, 2007 19:36:15 GMT
Red haired and beautiful. Quite tall. She vould never be rude deliberately. Did you happen to catch their conversation? Did they both get taken avay or did they leave vithout being forced?
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