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Genie de la Lune ([info]wolfinboots) wrote in [info]finnigans_rpg,
Re: Dennis and Genie and Open
"I do try," she said, looking a little embarrassed. "I think it's partly I just haven't met the right person? People? I don't know. But I don't ever want to hurt anyone." Which was probably why she kept to mostly one night stands and such. Or casual sorts of things. She lifted one shoulder again, smiling and waving a hand through the air. "No worries, lovie, shite happens. I am very sorry those blokes were so awful, though. They're not worth your time. Piss in their tea, though, that should make you feel a little better," she said. Considering it was a rather literal idea to her, from her time with the male weres and their concept of marking their territory, but it came off as a good tease.

"The tube is all right, yes," she said with a nod. "It's nice enough, though I miss the country. I'll adjust, but it's just, yeah." She shrugged. "But yeah, we all have muggle IDs and such, it works for us. Easier to get jobs in the muggle world, outside of places like this. There's so few sizable magical communities, once you get away from London and Hogsmeade and all, so many people are just scattered about." Which worked when you could apparate in a lot of ways. But she and her pack couldn't, aside from Brighid.

She snorted. "So long as I'm cool, it's cool. Just don't touch my steak." Her grin was a little toothy, the wolf still too close. "I'll bring home my leftovers for everyone, so long as my name isn't on it, they can have it." Though it wouldn't go very far, she knew, especially if selfish Galahad got to it first.

"Hm, maybe something in support?" she said. "I don't know. I'm used to juggling a lot of jobs, and not being tied down to exact days can be helpful." Especially if Alexander could do it for her during the moon, provided it wasn't a bad one and he wasn't too affected. "I know it makes me sound uber-flaky or something, but there are some things I just have to do, you know? I made a commitment to them a long time ago." And it wasn't like she could stop being a werewolf, something she wasn't going to say.


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