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Pandora Montgomery ([info]pandacharms) wrote in [info]finnigans_rpg,
The first real, genuine smile flashed across her face at the news. She restrained herself from asking more questions. Instead she schooled her face back calmer and simply said, "Good. Good." As fiercely competitive as they'd been, she had been close with him once.

"Ah yes, that's right," Pandora said with a nod. She'd heard that somewhere. "Well, they do work together some, at least." Though she really wasn't defending her mother. There were a lot of very complicated feelings about her mother, but in this she didn't know enough to defend or not defend. Her lips twisted, a small window of bitterness before it was smoothed away. She just shrugged a shoulder as if she didn't really care.

"I think I remember the one you're talking about," Pandora said, and she walked along the selection before stopping before a certain kind of chest. She grabbed a hold of it and picked it up, not having the trouble beyond length-of-arm that most would expect someone of her size to have. "This isn't the same, but it's a similar style, if I remember right. Twelve compartments, one very large one. Handmade and then charmed, able to be warded further." She set it down and flicked a small piece of wood, opening the lid and stepping back for Susan to look it over.


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