Pandora D'Winter
Slytherin
6th Year
Courage is resistance to fear, mastery of fear - not absence of fear.
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Post by Pandora D'Winter on Apr 25, 2008 11:56:52 GMT -5
Pandora walked into the building and half jumped half slid over the counter, she figured it was fine because who was there to see her and who would really care if they did. She smiled and slid a hand over her black pleated skirt the sleeves of her white peasant top almost entirely covering her hands. She surveyed the room from were she stood loving the very feel of it, she wouldn't lose the kind of dreary atmosphere. It wouldn't really fit the name if she changed it at all. There were mugs lined up on the wall behind her and she grabbed one up poring herself a glass, holding it up in the air for a moment "Here's to us." She spoke to the silent room before taking a drink. It really was beautiful in there in its own special way.
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Post by Lucretia 'Storm' Seyrrou on Apr 25, 2008 14:06:38 GMT -5
Lucretia followed by her mom entered the room, it was empty except for Pandora who was over the counter. She gave her a slight smirk surveying her clothes before looking down at her won. The look made Pandora look quite odd, she wasn't used to the peasant look on Pandora, but it did fit the place they were in. Lucretia and her mom were the one's who looked quite out of place.
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Pandora D'Winter
Slytherin
6th Year
Courage is resistance to fear, mastery of fear - not absence of fear.
Posts: 1,002
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Post by Pandora D'Winter on Apr 25, 2008 14:17:16 GMT -5
Pandora half smirked half smiled at the new arrivals and pored two drinks sliding them over the counter. "Welcome." She said to her guests, her first real visitors since she had taken up this work and she was glad it was people who she knew and were actually fond of in a way instead of it being someone that she would rather poison then serve.
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Post by Eirene Seyrrou on Apr 25, 2008 14:19:21 GMT -5
Eirene looked around, not very please, she wasn't used to the dusty look, however she would try to be supportive to pandora, despite the fact that she despised the room. She put on a small smile, although the look of disgust still evident in her eeys.
"Hello my dear." she said, not looking at the room, but rather at Pandora now.
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Pandora D'Winter
Slytherin
6th Year
Courage is resistance to fear, mastery of fear - not absence of fear.
Posts: 1,002
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Post by Pandora D'Winter on Apr 25, 2008 14:24:55 GMT -5
Pandora could tell that Eirene didn't like it one bit, which for her was probably a sign that he parents would never visit her there, or at least that he mom never would. "I love the spirit here, its like some ancient being that through test of time and passing years has carried the voices and wills of wizard kind." She even inspired herself with the statement imagining all the secrets that had been passed in the dark corners of the room. She would love drawing here and if she added anything she might just put some paintings up on the walls.
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Post by Lucretia 'Storm' Seyrrou on Apr 25, 2008 14:33:53 GMT -5
Lucretia understood exactly what Pandora was getting at, she did like the place, it was in her opinion beautiful, but not the prosthetic fake kind, it was the type that kept you wondering, natural in a way.
"Very mysterious and cryptic, I like it." she amended looking around, not even caring about her mothers opinion, or the look on her face.
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Pandora D'Winter
Slytherin
6th Year
Courage is resistance to fear, mastery of fear - not absence of fear.
Posts: 1,002
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Post by Pandora D'Winter on Apr 25, 2008 14:53:50 GMT -5
Pandora smiled at Lucretia, at least someone understood her love for this place. She blamed the generation gap or whatever it was that made them so different from there mother's for Eirene's reaction to the place. Maybe they just didn't like the fact that anything old reminded them that they were no longer as young as their daughters were. "See, have a drink."
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Post by Eirene Seyrrou on Apr 26, 2008 2:58:40 GMT -5
Eirene looked down at a chair making sureit was absolutly clean, pleased that she could live with it, she sat down, unable to look at the room, she needed to hell her daughter something, and Pandora present would only make things easier, it was best they both know about her little secret. Eirene hand went to her left wrist, the mark etched into her skin, the girls needed to know, and this time would be the best.
"Pandora dear, please get me some Firewhiskey." she said rubbing at her temples, unable to look at her daughter, this was going to be hard.
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Post by Lucretia 'Storm' Seyrrou on Apr 26, 2008 3:01:45 GMT -5
Lucretia looked at her mother, there was some odd feeling, an intense wave that filled the room. She could sense her mothers discomfort and turned to Pandora with a raised brow, something was different and she wanted to know. Her mother had never drank fire whiskey, it was usually fine old wines. Fire whiskey meant her mother had something to say, and she knew it wouldn't be good.
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Pandora D'Winter
Slytherin
6th Year
Courage is resistance to fear, mastery of fear - not absence of fear.
Posts: 1,002
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Post by Pandora D'Winter on Apr 26, 2008 3:04:38 GMT -5
Pandora turned around and quickly got a drink giving her the perfect opportunity to smile with absolute mirth at Eirene's reaction. She was sure that if the place had been any dirtier or older nothing would have gotten the lady through those doors. There were just certain things that made that much difference. She turned around with the mug and a bottle and handed them over her smile now controlled. "Happy to be of service." this whole bar maid thing might end up being rather fun, though she had known that from the very beginning she didn't usually get involved with things that don't have the chance of being fun.
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Post by Eirene Seyrrou on Apr 26, 2008 3:11:43 GMT -5
Eirene smiled at Pandora although it was slight forced, she looked at the mug and took a small delicate sip. Placing it down on the table she stood up, looking from one girl to the other. She pulled out her wand and with a flick came the sound of the door locking, no one would be able to enter the room now.
"Now Pandora we know that you probably want to open and get you're business open, so we wont stay any longer, however..." she paused surveying the two girls, unable to go on, wanting to see their reaction to her actions so far.
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Post by Lucretia 'Storm' Seyrrou on Apr 26, 2008 3:13:25 GMT -5
Lucretia was now very curious, it showed in her eyes. Lucretia turned so that she was fully looking at her mother, her eyes darting to Pandora every once and a while, it seemed they wouldn't be having much fun, as she would have liked to.
"What's wrong mother?" she asked with fake concern, maybe her father crawled in a hole and died, that thought made her smirk, although the chances were not likely.
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Pandora D'Winter
Slytherin
6th Year
Courage is resistance to fear, mastery of fear - not absence of fear.
Posts: 1,002
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Post by Pandora D'Winter on Apr 26, 2008 3:16:35 GMT -5
Pandora raised an eyebrow and Lucretia, ok her mother was definately acting stranger then normal what with all the door locking and the drinking fire whiskey and the secrecy. This was totally outside of the normal slightly evil and very strict and ladylike Mrs. Seyrrou that she had grown used to over the years. She had maybe seen her like this once or twice no more and then it was always something big. Her first thought was that they had done something completely terrible but looking back there was nothing recently that would deserve a huge lecture especially one like this.
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Post by Eirene Seyrrou on Apr 26, 2008 3:21:22 GMT -5
She could see the question in their eyes, she had been quite secretive with them, telling them that her work was strictly business, most however was a lie, in fact, she was grounded in the dark life more than they knew. Brushing her robes she looked from one to the other, before raising her left sleeve, the dark mark standing out against her slightly pale skin.
"Your mother is not just a follower of the dark arts, I partake in the actions of dark wizards as well." she said with a harsh voice, they should know this, it was best they found out now, rather than from some one else.
"I am not here just for you Lucretia, I'm here looking for others among the younger generation." she wasn't sure if there were many Death Eaters around, she was here to find a few potential ones, and so far she had found none.
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Post by Lucretia 'Storm' Seyrrou on Apr 26, 2008 3:26:08 GMT -5
Lucretia's mind had quickly went blank, this couldn't be real. Her mother had indeed supported the Dark Lord, but not to this extent. If this meant that she was one of them, then she would ultimately run, this was not good.
"And have you found any?" she asked, a bit of relief surged in her knowing that her mother wasn't here to keep a careful eye on her. However another weight was on her shoulder, this would mean that her mother was trying to recruit others, and many can be in danger.
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