Diagon Alley. She had to cede a smile at that. Who knew? That she would meet Gilderoy Lockhart from those Harry Potter books. Still, he didn't seem to be as bad as he had been portrayed.
She glanced around. This was London alright, but it was a different London, with different shops, houses and landmarks. If this were her London, the Hellsing
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"Quite alright," she said, straightening from the pillar and towering over the poor man- not that she didn't tower over most people. "Did you have a particular restaurant in mind?"
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((so sorry about the late reply LJ was being evil and wasnt getting an notifications:/))
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Interesting was barely a word to describe Diagon Alley so far. When she'd first landed in this supposedly fictional world, literally creeping plants had made their way up her legs, in an attempt to trip her, she supposed, but she'd killed their idea by stomping on them.
And now, as they walked through the streets, things that she'd never thought possible surrounded her on all sides. Interesting. No, it was hardly sufficient to describe this place.
((It's okay! :D LJ didn't notify me on some replies either. X_x))
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