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Post by Faye Vedette on Jul 24, 2006 10:05:31 GMT
You knock lightly three times of the smooth oaken door, and nervously push it open. You find yourself in a small but quaint room, its ceiling arching into a point high above you, the stone thickly carved and shaped. There are many portraits on the walls, some of animals, some of men, all moving about in their various states. A lion yawns before you, stretching its jaw’s wide, white and sharp. Startled, you step away from it.
Many silver trinkets litter the tables and stands, gem encrusted, some emitting small tinkling sounds or several shades of puffy substance. Bending down, you begin to inspect one, prodding it gingerly with your fingers. You do not notice the long-haired woman watching you contently from behind a pillar. “Hello,” she smiles, causing you to jump.
Office hours: OPEN
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Post by Prof Octavious Everritt on Jul 25, 2006 9:12:14 GMT
"Nice room." Leigh said as he entered Faye's office with her. He looked around the room and felt strangely at home inside of it. "Oh... by the way, I hope you don't mind this happening..." He said before trailing off as Shiela, his young Antipodean Opaleye followed into the room.
"We're linked somehow," Leigh said as Shiela landed on his shoulder and looked at Faye with her multi-coloured eyes. "She won't harm you... or anything for that matter."
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Post by Faye Vedette on Jul 25, 2006 9:38:59 GMT
Faye smiled caringly at the little dragon. "How beautiful," she said, raising her hand to the creature gently so as not to threaten it. "She looks very special indeed. Master and dragon often do become linked, don't they? It's mental as well as spiritual. I've never had the luck to come across a dragon myself. She must be a joy to have..." Faye ran her fingers along the Opaleye's smooth, shinning scales.
She moved forward now towards her desk. "A drink, Addis? Tonight is going to get very cold. I'm sure something to warm your inside would be of favour." she looked at him as she picked up a glass bottle, the contents a strong cranberry colour. "It's fifty percent alcohol, if you can stand it." she laughed.
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Post by Prof Octavious Everritt on Jul 25, 2006 9:42:16 GMT
"You think because I'm 22 I'm a lightweight when it comes to drinking?" Leigh said, laughing a little, and spooking Shiela a little. She flared her wings and snapped her mouth. "She got annoyed because I didn't reply about your remarks to her. She says thank you for such kind words."
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Post by Faye Vedette on Jul 25, 2006 9:45:54 GMT
Faye smiled and laughed. "Well she is such a perfect dragon - she deserves nothing less than kind words!" she winked. Faye placed two glasses before her, filling them with the magical drink, slowly so as not to make them bubble or spark. "I think any man of your standard can hold his drink down, Leigh." she said.
She walked over to him, raising one glass for him to take, staring into his face encouragingly.
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Post by Prof Octavious Everritt on Jul 25, 2006 9:48:26 GMT
Leigh took the glass and held the rim near his lips. Peering over the rim of the glass into Faye's eyes, he smiled smugly before downing the drink in one gulp. He felt a sudden burning sensation in the back of his throat, which allowed him to let out a loud cheer.
"I love it when that happens!" He said in momentary joy. Soon calming himself down, he felt the pit of his stomach warm him through, easing himself into a more relaxed state of mind. "So, what shall we discuss tonight?"
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Post by Faye Vedette on Jul 25, 2006 9:53:12 GMT
Faye bit her lip as she watched Leigh take in the drink, and laughed when he spoke. There was a happier twinkle in his eye now, warm and refreshed. Before Faye answered his question, she raised her own class to her lips and began to drink - not in a great gulp like Leigh, but gently, taking her time. She closed her eyes as it began to turn, heat throbbing through her body as he travelled down her. She gasped as Leigh had cheered, licking her lips to collecting the rest. "You are the guest, dear Leigh, it would be far too domineering of me to dictate the conversation." she smiled sweetly, setting her glass down and looking into Leigh's eyes.
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Post by Prof Octavious Everritt on Jul 25, 2006 9:57:49 GMT
Leigh stood there stupidly. He was ataken back by Faye's words. He stood there and thought about what to discuss, then he remembered. "Would you like to learn a new spell of my fathers creation?" He said, pulling out his wand and pointing it at a spot in the clearing. "Caninic Exdamentia!"
His wand let loose a burst of red sparks, which soon began to create a miniature spiral of glittering sparks. Soon the sparks settled and the sparkling lights melded into a form, soon it became the shape of a canine. The light vanished and out appeared a German Shephard, standing alert and ready.
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Post by Faye Vedette on Jul 25, 2006 10:01:53 GMT
Faye looked at the dog form from the light, and sighed silently to herself. "Yes, that is very good..." she said a little too disheartenedly. She wandered up to the dog and crouched down in front of it, looking into it's intelligent face. She raised both her hands and began to stroke it's neck and ears. Clearly Leigh was too nervous, or alcohol simply did not have an effect on him. Faye herself was already feeling dreadfully tipsey from the magical concotion. "Your father must have been talented." she said as apraisingly as she could.
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Post by Prof Octavious Everritt on Jul 25, 2006 10:10:24 GMT
Leigh laughed as he banished the dog away. "Don't worry... the dog... gone now." Leigh said, suddenly feeling a wave of extreme difference wash over him. He felt lightheartened and looked upon Faye with intrigue. "What... was in that drink?" He asked, seeing just how amazing she looked. He pushed such thoughts aside, but ultimately failed. "Strange..."
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Post by Faye Vedette on Jul 25, 2006 10:14:08 GMT
Faye jumped slightly as the dog vanished, her heart beating swiftly now that the magical alcohol was pumping through it at an alarming rate. "In it? Oh... I have no idea... the barmaid at the Three Broomsticks makes special mixtures at a price. I've never actually tried it before." she stood up, the room suddenly more glowing. The silver and gems twinkled attractively.
Turning and walking up to Leigh, she gave a soft smile.
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Post by Prof Octavious Everritt on Jul 25, 2006 10:17:38 GMT
"If you... plan on doing... what I believe you're doing..." Leigh said, but before he could continue he just laughed. "You wouldn't... would you?" He soon had a concerned look on his face, but it soon melted away as he felt something inside of him agree to it. "Forget I said that..."
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Post by Faye Vedette on Jul 25, 2006 10:19:51 GMT
"Plan to do what?" Faye laughed innocently, standing in front of Leigh so closely that they almost touched. "It is very unlady like to make the first move in any circumstance..." she licked her lips slowly.
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Post by Prof Octavious Everritt on Jul 25, 2006 10:23:18 GMT
Leigh laughed, and to reply, leant in and gently kissed her lips. He felt their softness and wanted more of her, but he resisted all temptation of doing so.
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Post by Faye Vedette on Jul 25, 2006 10:27:19 GMT
Faye felt her skin flush, her heart flutter. Leigh's lips were red and hot, and as she closed her eyes she pressed her tongue against them, pushing gently, letting him decided. Her body relaxed, her hips leaning into his pelvis automatically, her thighs pressing up against his, warm and smooth. "You do tease me, Leigh..." she whisped through their kiss. Placing her hands gingerly on his biceps, she leaned her bosoms against his chest.
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