sniff, sniff... ahhhh [Closed, Astoria]

Nov 25, 2013 22:11

CrashThe noises from down the hall weren't slowing down. The Mr. and Mrs. were at it again. It was absolutely enough already ( Read more... )

dragon dust, astoria greengrass, 3rd person

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so_astoria November 26 2013, 03:24:59 UTC
Astoria had only just got home minutes ago and was still in the process of unpacking her bag (piling up the things that needed to be sent off with the house elves for washing) when her fireplace flared up and a familiar face appeared.

"Well, hello, stranger," she smiled languidly, tossing aside the pair of leather cuffs she had just grabbed and hitching up her corset as she straightened up.

"To what do I owe the pleasure?"

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pureprincess_p November 26 2013, 03:31:31 UTC
Something about the younger Greengrass made her feel so rebellious in a crazy sort of way. She'd always thought she was the crazy one but then along came Astoria growing up the wrong way and taking the cake.

It was pretty awesome.

"Hello lovely," Pansy grinned, wanting to kiss her but kind of wondering who where she'd been with. She settled for an air kiss on her cheek.

"Needed an escape, figured you could help my need..." she tossed her hair lightly over her shoulder and gave Astoria a shrug.

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so_astoria November 26 2013, 03:58:57 UTC
Astoria raised a smug sort of eyebrow at Pansy's rather transparent hesitation. She really never did get tired of the way people responded to her sometimes, particularly when they tried to pretend they weren't responding in any particular way.

"Oh, I see how it is, then," she sighed, flicking her own hair over her shoulder as she turned away to dip back into her bag. "It's clear that my company is only ever called upon when specific benefits are needed." Though it was obviously quite true, that sarcasm still dripped from her words as Astoria stood back up, a small bag of sparkling powder clutched between her fingers.

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pureprincess_p November 26 2013, 04:06:01 UTC
Pansy's eyes narrowed and she smirked. Astoria had her assets... Well, in many ways.

"How kind of you to offer," she exclaimed, all the niceties dripping from her voice. On a serious note she added, "But you know how the Parkinsons get before their first cocktails sink in. This is an emergency Tori."

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