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Pandora Montgomery (pandacharms) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

The voice and its brogue were immediately familiar and evoked an instant reaction from Pandora -- joy followed immediately by anger and fear and all the adrenaline that accompanied the bevy of emotions. It took a moment for her to remember that she had one of her Samhain glamours on, her favorite redhead one that coupled with the fox costume -- charmed fox ears, nose and whiskers, and tail, with a jaunty clever outfit to accompany it. Her face shape was similar, and her eyeshape, and her mannerisms would be hard to erase on short notice, though she'd do her best.

Dora took a deep breath and cleared her throat as she rose from her crouch behind the counter where she'd been organizing a few things. She kept her natural accent but very carefully didn't clip the ends of it or let it run too wild, which were her normal extremes she stayed in.

"Medea isn't in currently. Can I help you today?" she asked. Her fox ears swiveled, responding unconsciously to her magic.

Oh gods and goddesses, she hadn't been this close to him at the ball, they'd been so careful to stay away from each other in frosty politeness. She forced herself to not search his face, something she very much wanted to do after not seeing him in so very long.