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Natalie Sarissa Midgen is new to playing wifey. (finallytamed) wrote in wished,

Despite having lived there for a few months now, Natalie was still managing to get herself lost in London. She got a bit turned around on the way to Diagon, but found her way back with considerable grace despite the fact that she'd gotten a bit flustered. Still, she didn't think that she was going to be precisely late. She just wasn't going to be early like she had hoped.

No, instead, the young boy she had befriended quite some time back was standing there waiting for her when she approached. He might as well have been her brother, really. The affection that she had to him was perhaps even stronger than what she had for her own siblings, who had never quite accepted her. But Oriel, that sweet lad, had found himself a home in her heart.

She smiled so brilliantly that it rivaled the sun when she approached, catching his attention and signing a familiar and precise hello without ever even parting her lips. Natalie was really rather proficient in sign language. It was one of the many things that she had picked up in her travels. And it was really quite useful in her field. The less of a fright she gave animals the better, so silent communication was a god-send.

Even still, when she reached his side, she embraced him in an affectionate, but brief hug, "There's my favorite pseudo-brother," she laughed, "I got lost again, but I found my way back! I think I'm improving," she admitted to her own folly, her hands quickly following her speech.

She glanced over to the door, "Are we about ready to go pick out the next addition to the family?" And that was really what it would be. She would need to remember to show him, at some point, the picture of Buttercup that she had hastily stuck in her bag. He was a fine creature that Oriel hadn't had the pleasure of meeting yet.