- Messages
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- OOC First Name
- Beth / Bethy
- Sexual Orientation
- Bisexual
- Wand
- Cherry Wand 12 1/2" Essence of Wood Rose
- Age
- 8/2009
The french afternoon had broken out with a bluish shade of light. It may have been spring, but the sun didn't seem to know that, and it remained hidden behind white clouds. In one of the many streets below, the odd muggle cycled by or put the chalk-board menu outside to attract customers, or even just went on minding their own business. A girl with platinum blonde hair and striking blue eyes, passed through the street in near-silence, but for the small click of her heels. She was smiling in an odd sort of way, as though she was doing something that would cause a stir. Nobody took note of her identity because she did not belong here; Larissa Sedgwick was on a break.
She continued along the stretching path which gave the place a rather scenic beauty, and finally came to a halt at the door of a pub. This pub was very different to all the other muggle pubs, and she knew it. Her eyes sailed across the menu fixed upon the wall. She smiled to herself and stepped inside: The pub was much unlike most others here, in that it was decorated in more of the style of an old English pub. Several people were sat inside, most of them nattering away to one-another in French. Larissa spoke only very broken, and often incorrect, French. This did not deter her from walking to the bar, and smiling at the man serving. His name was Alex and they had only met once before. At first, he did not appear to recognise her, and he looked back at Larissa with cheerful eyes, pleased to see a pretty face. An abnormally pretty one. It was when she spoke that she broke the 'spell' and revealed unto him who she truly was. "Bonjour, mon cherie."
Alex glared. "What the hell do you want?" He questioned with a frown. She had ruined his wedding day, and he was not going to forget that in a hurry. Larissa raised her eyebrows. "Oh, well.." She began in a flirtatious manner, "what are you offering?" She winked at him. She had no intention of stealing Liberty's husband, but she did enjoy teasing him. Alex was just staring at her as she flicked back her hair. He was like a very frustrated dog, wanting to attack, but restrained by moral chains. Just then, a familiar face approached them. Larissa turned to the young woman, and smiled. "Hello, Libby. Continuing your impersonation of a hippo, I see."
She continued along the stretching path which gave the place a rather scenic beauty, and finally came to a halt at the door of a pub. This pub was very different to all the other muggle pubs, and she knew it. Her eyes sailed across the menu fixed upon the wall. She smiled to herself and stepped inside: The pub was much unlike most others here, in that it was decorated in more of the style of an old English pub. Several people were sat inside, most of them nattering away to one-another in French. Larissa spoke only very broken, and often incorrect, French. This did not deter her from walking to the bar, and smiling at the man serving. His name was Alex and they had only met once before. At first, he did not appear to recognise her, and he looked back at Larissa with cheerful eyes, pleased to see a pretty face. An abnormally pretty one. It was when she spoke that she broke the 'spell' and revealed unto him who she truly was. "Bonjour, mon cherie."
Alex glared. "What the hell do you want?" He questioned with a frown. She had ruined his wedding day, and he was not going to forget that in a hurry. Larissa raised her eyebrows. "Oh, well.." She began in a flirtatious manner, "what are you offering?" She winked at him. She had no intention of stealing Liberty's husband, but she did enjoy teasing him. Alex was just staring at her as she flicked back her hair. He was like a very frustrated dog, wanting to attack, but restrained by moral chains. Just then, a familiar face approached them. Larissa turned to the young woman, and smiled. "Hello, Libby. Continuing your impersonation of a hippo, I see."