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Gemma Farley (ffionprew) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Gemma had just been getting out of her bathtub - even with so many potions and charms at her disposal, little was as relaxing as a nice, long bath - when the knock came from downstairs. There were spells in place to carry the sound up to her flat above the shop as often some of her businesses required her to work odd hours. She grabbed a satin robe and tied it loosely over her freshly bathed body so that it covered the essential bits but left plenty for the eye to behold. If she was lucky, then it just might be a beauty in need of a woman's touch...

Unfortunately, it was just Adrian.

She leaned back against a counter, her legs fully revealed by the part in her robe as she pulled out her wand to spell the door open.

"You're late," she said. They both knew it, and she was not a woman that wise men kept waiting. But then, she did need these potions, and if a little show of power on his part was what it took to make a deal, then so be it.