Miss Errona (ladyszczyk) wrote in halcyon_halls, @ 2008-07-11 01:31:00 |
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Entry tags: | charlie, leecee |
Week 13: Monday
Who: Miss Errona and Charlie
Where: One of the safest places she knows: Her Office.
When: Monday afternoon, about twenty minutes after classes end.
What: Charlie requests help from Halcyon's premiere mystical retailer.
Miss Errona was running a little late, but showed no signs of trying to hurry. The man she was meeting, one Charles lastnameunknown was meeting her to discuss a certain matter of threats and protection. While it might seem uncouth to let such a subject drag, this certainly was not a new matter for him. It had taken her a moment, but she had remembered that he was the one whom she had spoken to before.
Imagine, he'd accused her of being a dealer. While she'd had no intentions of making him wait, her business in her classroom had not been completed until after the time. Rest assured, the entrance to her office, a small alcove and some space outside of it, was one of the safer places to be in the school. She showed no particular signs of hurrying as she gracefully strutted down the hallways of Halcyon in her high heels and fitted black, satin dress. White blazer folded over her arm, the dress gathered in a not too showful manner. Of course, with a figure like her own, not being too conservative still showed a certain amount of decoletage.
Her handbag dangled around her wrist under the blazer and she waved at a few certain persons with a flexing of her fingers from her upheld hand. Very ladylike, very indicative of her area of origin. Pin straight hair floating around her body to her waist. She just did not know how the women of the world got by without a Witch's bag of vanity tricks. It was hard to think you had to live with just one texture hair in life.
"Charles, Ah presume?" She asked, sidling up besides him. My, but he was very tall. Even in her tall heels he quite towered above her. Leecee was not a tall woman in any regards. A bit handsome in that rugged way. It was yet to be seen how deep his strength yet. He would find Miss Errona very soft on the inside, but hard as steel the deeper he got.