Verity Bromley
Slytherin 
7th year
Every rose has its thorn.
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Post by Verity Bromley on Oct 15, 2010 17:31:50 GMT -5
Verity lifted up her glass, in return, for a toast. She didn’t let her eyes linger on the drink for more than a couple of seconds, afraid that her curiosity would keep her from actually drinking it. She didn’t need to know what it was or where it came from, only that it was something she should drink because she needed it. Verity closed her eyes and took a swig, downing it as fast as she could. She opened her eyes, fighting off the urge to grimace. Whatever the drink was, it wasn’t pleasant but it did its job.
My...date?" Verity repeated, her face twisting into confusion. It took her a moment to remember that she had a fabricated date supposedly on the way. She leaned in, her lips pressed into a grin. "What do you say we forget about my date and go somewhere else?" Her voice was soft and her eyes twinkled.
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Post by Maverick Callahan on Oct 15, 2010 20:52:56 GMT -5
Maverick smirked. "I'm sorry, I have a job to do, I need a pretty good reason to abandon my post." In all reality she was a pretty good reason, just by herself. "What did you have in mind?" he asked, raising an eyebrow and taking a swig of his drink. He quite missed the parties he used to have, nearly nightly, back home, but meeting young things like her just about made the trade-off worth it.
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Verity Bromley
Slytherin
7th year
Every rose has its thorn.
Posts: 1,099
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Post by Verity Bromley on Oct 15, 2010 21:55:46 GMT -5
Verity leaned forward so that her face was inches away from his. Her eyes steadied on his before lingering on his soft lips. She pulled herself closer, she could practically feel the warmth of his breath on her lips. Just before her lips could meet his, she turned her head so her lips we next to his ear. "Wouldn't you like to know." She teased in a low, soft voice. She pulled away with a light chuckle and a playful grin on her own raspberry-lips.
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Post by Maverick Callahan on Oct 16, 2010 11:30:56 GMT -5
Maverick grinned and leaned further over the bar. "I'd love to know," he said, pulling his lower lip between his teeth. Oh the things he'd love to do to her. She was a massive tease. He didn't have a thought for the possibility she might just turn around and leave instead of giving him what she was so heavily hinting at. The girls he was used to weren't much for holding back.
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Verity Bromley
Slytherin
7th year
Every rose has its thorn.
Posts: 1,099
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Post by Verity Bromley on Dec 26, 2010 23:08:47 GMT -5
Verity finished off her drink, tilting her head back as it burned down her throat. She leaned over even more so that her lips were pressed against his ear. “Then why are we still here?” She asked her voice barely above a whisper. She may have had a pre-happy hour happy hour of her own. She was feeling good, though.
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Post by Maverick Callahan on Dec 26, 2010 23:23:48 GMT -5
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