Noelle Cheever
Lady of Leisure
something in the way she moves
Posts: 4,292
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Post by Noelle Cheever on Nov 26, 2007 20:40:26 GMT
*shivers slightly as the boy touches her back*
oh uh... *too silent for him to hear and watches him exit the pub. Laughs, once again*
yeah...
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Post by anastasia on Nov 26, 2007 20:54:45 GMT
*takes a sip of her drink*
"Oh, I'm sorry. I haven't even introduced myself yet"
*smiles*
"I'm Pansy Parkinson"
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Noelle Cheever
Lady of Leisure
something in the way she moves
Posts: 4,292
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Post by Noelle Cheever on Nov 26, 2007 20:57:54 GMT
*Shakes hand*
The fault is all mine, Noelle Cheever
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Post by anastasia on Nov 26, 2007 21:14:29 GMT
"Uhm..I have to go now."
*finishes her drink*
"Was nice to meet you"
"Bye"
*walks out of the pub and disapparates*
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Noelle Cheever
Lady of Leisure
something in the way she moves
Posts: 4,292
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Post by Noelle Cheever on Nov 26, 2007 21:25:39 GMT
yeah, you too *smiles and watches her apparate away. sighs and looks around. She's got nothing to do.*
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Post by Miles Bletchley on Nov 28, 2007 21:29:17 GMT
*slinks in unnoticed and waits by the bar for the pretty barmaid that he is starting to really like turn up*
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Post by Morgana Knightley on Nov 28, 2007 21:37:44 GMT
*walks out from the back room and smiles when sees him*
Well hello.
*looks around the empty pub*
Told you I wasn't really needed here tonight. Whiskey?
*sets a glass in front of him and grabs a bottle, uncorking it and pouring the amber liquid for him*
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Post by Morgana Knightley on Nov 28, 2007 22:09:21 GMT
*pours another glass for herself and chugs it* Let's get out of here, shall we?  |
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Post by Morgana Knightley on Nov 28, 2007 22:30:00 GMT
*walks around the bar as he drinks down his whiskey*
*grabs her cloak and waits for him by the door*
Yours or mine?
*smirks as walks out with him, both of them soon disapparating to his manor*
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Post by Adrik Wilder on Dec 8, 2007 17:37:38 GMT
*Coming into the Inn, takes a seat*
Whiskey. Irish if ya don't mind.
*Thinks about the note he sent--childish--regeretted it the moment the owl took off*
*Grabbing the mug set in front of him, he pulled the small shot of vodka kept peacefully in his pocket, uncorked it, and mixed the two drinks*
*Soon enough gulping a good portion down*
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Post by Adrik Wilder on Dec 8, 2007 17:43:41 GMT
*Finishing it off, he paid the man--before swiftly standing*
*Not bothering to leave the pub before disapparating*
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Tallia Gauthier
Journalist 
Editor of Witch Weekly
"The quill is mightier than the wand"
Posts: 1,931
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Post by Tallia Gauthier on Dec 9, 2007 22:06:59 GMT
*Aparates in*
*Crosses to the bar and orders a firewhiskey*
*Sits on a stool to drink it, tired out*
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Tallia Gauthier
Journalist
Editor of Witch Weekly
"The quill is mightier than the wand"
Posts: 1,931
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Post by Tallia Gauthier on Dec 9, 2007 22:37:03 GMT
*Runs a hand through her hair and takes a gulp of whiskey*
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Tallia Gauthier
Journalist
Editor of Witch Weekly
"The quill is mightier than the wand"
Posts: 1,931
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Post by Tallia Gauthier on Dec 9, 2007 23:17:13 GMT
*Finishes her drink and disapprates*
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Elena Elias
Cunning Slytherin 
Graduate
vivamus sed non in metu
Posts: 978
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Post by Elena Elias on Dec 9, 2007 23:28:54 GMT
*wanders in, the Hog is quite close to her rented room*
*takes a seat and orders a mint tea*
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