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Post by Miles Bletchley on Jul 19, 2007 14:32:25 GMT
*gets a bit nervous at the possibility at being discovered and hopes she doesn't recognize him*
*leans back on his chair, so he's engulfed in more shadows and takes another drink of his whiskey*
I really don't care. Now beat it!
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Post by canada23 on Jul 19, 2007 14:33:22 GMT
"yeah your the only person i can trust"
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Post by Angelina Johnson on Jul 19, 2007 14:34:50 GMT
Thanks for saying that Kyle.... that you can trust me.
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Post by anastasia on Jul 19, 2007 14:34:58 GMT
*smirks as he leans back, still trying to figure him out*
Well, I'm glad to see that manners weren't wasted on the likes of you. You must not be anyone that I know, none of my friends would be so rude!
*sips her drink, still not moving*
So what brings you here then?
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Post by Miles Bletchley on Jul 19, 2007 14:38:16 GMT
*is very annoyed now*
That's none of your business. And you wouldn't want to know me - lady.
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Post by anastasia on Jul 19, 2007 14:41:03 GMT
*frowns at being called lady for a second time*
You must be a very lonely man, always pushing people away. And frankly I don't need your attitude...I have to deal with enough attitude from my ex and his new wench.
*takes a big drink of her whiskey*
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Post by Angelina Johnson on Jul 19, 2007 14:42:43 GMT
*Says bye to Kyle and hears what Pansy says. Shrugs and walks out.*
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Post by Miles Bletchley on Jul 19, 2007 14:45:15 GMT
*knowing exactly who she's referring to, his hands start to shake with anger at her calling Silvery a wench*
*he crosses his arms to hide it and speaks through gritted teeth*
I think you should go...
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Post by canada23 on Jul 19, 2007 14:47:15 GMT
"bye angelina"*and imeadiatley leaves the conversation"
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Post by anastasia on Jul 19, 2007 14:47:47 GMT
*finishes her drink and slams the glass on the table*
Fine, I have things I need to take care of anyway.
*she stands and looks down at him*
If you ever decide to lighten up, look me up...Pansy Parkinson.
*she turned and walked toward the door*
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Post by Miles Bletchley on Jul 19, 2007 14:51:21 GMT
*laughs*
Feisty! Just like someone I know...
*reaches for his glass and downs the rest of it*
I know who you are, and I won't be "looking you up".
*smirks*
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Post by anastasia on Jul 19, 2007 14:54:48 GMT
*turns to look at him as she reaches the door, hearing his words, she knows that voice, but unsure of who*
Well, I wouldn't expect someone like you to actually come to find me. I was merely being polite. Good day.
*turns and walks out the door*
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Post by Miles Bletchley on Jul 19, 2007 14:59:58 GMT
*looks down at his glass and whispers*
Someone like me..
*angrily throws the glass across the room, hitting the wall opposite him*
*brings his hands to his head and tries to collect his thoughts*
*wonders if Rookwood has already retrieved the "items" he worked so hard to get the location of*
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Post by Silvery Bletchley on Jul 19, 2007 15:09:40 GMT
*walks in and goes up to the bar*
*orders a butterbeer for old times' sake, missing the Hogwarts days*
*puts her Honeydukes bag down and sits on a stool, completely oblivious to the fact that the man she wanted to kill was sitting right behind her*
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Post by Miles Bletchley on Jul 19, 2007 15:17:28 GMT
*his heart drops and eyes widen as sees Silvery entering the pub*
Damn!
*he adjusts his hood and looks down, pretending to read a copy of The Prophet that was left on the table*
*thinks to himself*
She looks good, and happy..so..no harm done..
*trying to convince himself doesn't work, he still feels guilt and regret*
I have to go.
*he gets up and goes to the fireplace nearby, and after giving her one more longing look he floos out of the pub*
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