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Tweak says, "Time to make the donuts"

Daphne Greengrass (dh_daphne) wrote in darkesthour_rpg,
@ 2008-04-06 22:49:00

Entry tags:

april 2008, daphne greengrass, michael corner

A New Wand
Date and Time: 6 April, 2008 In the evening
Characters: Daphne Greengrass, Michael Corner
Location: Daphne's shop
Private/Public: Private
Rating: TBA
Warnings: TBA
Summary: Daphne gives Michael his new wand
Completion: incomplete

Daphne was sweeping the shop and setting things straight. She had just sent Getty home, saying she could finish this by herself. She really wanted to wait and see if he would show up.

She was just charming the swept up debris to float to the trash when the door opened.

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dh_michael
2008-04-08 11:24 pm UTC (link)

Michael had been waiting around outside the shop for some time, waiting for the shop to be empty before he entered. As closing time crept nearer, he saw the Elf leave the shop alone. After waiting another few minutes to ensure nobody else was inside, he crossed the street and pushed the door open, waving his wand to turn the sign around to read 'closed' before turning to face the attractive dark-haired witch.

"Evening Petal. Have you missed me?"

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dh_daphne
2008-04-09 09:29 pm UTC (link)

As Daphne had her back to the door, the bell rang. Daphne knew it was him before he spoke. She turned to him as he waved the sign to close.

Thoughts of the last time she saw him drifted into her mind. The rough, cold stone on her back as he pushed her against the wall in the alley. His voice growling before he crushed his mouth against hers. Her throwing caution to the wind and going back to his place. Them panting and kissing.

"Hello Lewis." More than you know. "That depends whether you have missed me."

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dh_michael
2008-05-19 05:15 pm UTC (link)

Michael smirked, letting his eyes rake over Daphne's beautiful figure. He was reminded of the last time he had seen her, and his fingers itched to touch her again. Moving across the room, he stood in front of her, cupping her chin and leaning closer on the pretense of kissing her. "I always miss a pretty face."

Pulling back at the last minute, he winked cheekily, moving past her and giving her backside a cheeky swat on the way past. He pulled himself up to sit on the counter, placing his hands behind him and leaning back casually. "So...do you have something for me?"

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