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Pandora Montgomery (pandacharms) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

"He did. But I had to settle for slitting his throat," she said baldly, then shrugged. If she was going to get in trouble for that murder, and she admitted it had been that, plain and simple, then she was going to get in trouble for it. She wouldn't survive another time in Azkaban, she suspected, but she'd try. For a bit at least.

She simply looked contemplatively at Susan for a long moment, grey-green eyes showing very little. Snake-eyes, Lestrange eyes, she'd heard them all. She wondered if the woman was serious. IF she was, it was possible Pandora could use that to at least check in on her brother without him knowing about it. She nodded and allowed Susan to change the topic.

"I've got some stock, uncharmed stuff in the back that'll work. If you don't like it, I'll give you a couple weeks to either switch it out with stock we have or get a refund," Pandora said, making another note on her pad.

Pandora took the bag and looked it over. Good quality, not too treated so she'd be able to manipulate it effectively. She set it down to make notes of what Susan was saying (gods take it if she forgot, which she did sometimes). "Yeah, leather isn't always greatly amenable. I don't see why your brother would have been embarrassed to get this thing charmed," she mused aloud. "That shouldn't be an issue. I can get it done tonight or tomorrow and either owl it back to you or you can come pick it up," she told her.