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Jul 25, 2019 17:25:37 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Jul 25, 2019 17:25:37 GMT -7
May 3rd, 2025 Bristol, a wealthy part of the UK that was known for it's tourist attractions and sights across the river. Buffy was always happy to visit there, and especially to get a giant ice cream cone and sit on the bench, feet up on the bars, looking over the beach with her giant pink headphones around her neck. She had the volume up loud enough to hear the music and anyone walking past would hear it too. She was listening to the one and only Ellie Goulding, an older hit from the mid two thousand and tens. She was signing the lyrics along with the song, her ice cream in hand. Sure it wasn't summer yet, but that didn't stop her. With her free hand she whipped out her spectacles, tossing them onto her face. The round magical glasses would see through and wizard disguise or glamour, making it easy to spot if there was some sort of disguise about. She leaned her neck back, looking around at the people on the boardwalk. Finally, her eyes settled on boy. Not much younger than her, by the looks of him. His watch was glimmering, a fancy little trinket shifting in and out of shape. He had something magical, and had disguised it as a watch. She grinned, taking another lick of her ice cream cone. She stood, plan in motion. She tossed her glasses back in her pocket, put her headphones back on, and made her way to fully collide with the magic boy, her ice cream splattering on them both. "I am SO sorry, oh my gosh," she apologized. @vik
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Oct 26, 2019 14:07:23 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Oct 26, 2019 14:07:23 GMT -7
Vik still loved wandering around muggle areas. Really, it was no surprise since that's how he spent most of his childhood, and quite a bit of his adult life too. Quite a few wizards thought that was wrong of him, but he honestly didn't care what they thought. Also, it was much easier to use his ... talents ... when he was among muggles. They didn't have charms on themselves that would let them know if someone tried to steal from them. Today he was just walking down the street when some girl ran into him, spilling her ice cream all over him. Despite the face that Vik was a little annoyed about this, he forced a smile. "Oh, it's all good," he told her. "Are you sure you're okay? You didn't trip or something, did you?" He'd make sure she was fine, then go apparate somewhere so he could clean his shirt quickly. @buffy
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Jan 11, 2020 9:24:47 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Jan 11, 2020 9:24:47 GMT -7
He said it was all good, her spilling the ice cream on him, and she smiled her most charming smile. He asked if she was okay and she nodded. "Oh, I'm alright! But my poor short," she had clasped her hand onto his arm for support' in falling and kept it there now. "It's not a big deal, but my apartment is so far from here, it'll be at least an hour before I can clean it off," she pouted. Her music blasted from the headphones around her neck and she made a sheepish face. "I apologize," she reached up with her hand that had the remaining ice cream cone and clicked the button to turn her headphones off. "I just feel like life should have a soundtrack, you know? Though the song I had playing wasn't entirely fitting for running into a stranger," she laughed, her hand still on his arm. She straightened up, looking down at her shirt again and giving a loud, audible sigh. @vik
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Feb 29, 2020 11:00:16 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Feb 29, 2020 11:00:16 GMT -7
Vik did feel a little bad for the girl, even though the whole thing was her fault. After all, she was the one who ran into him and spilled the ice cream. Still, it was obvious she was upset about it, so he wasn't going to cause a fuss or anything. That wasn't really Vik's style anyway. He smiled. She was pretty. "Well, I'm sure there's a shop or something between here and there that you could stop at," he suggested, not pulling away from her as he spoke. He didn't mind her holding onto his arm in the slightest. She apologized for her music, turning it off. "It sounded like a good enough song to me," Vik answered casually. "I don't think I'm familiar with it though. What's it called?" Sure, he could talk about her music with her. She glanced at her shirt again and sighed. Vik frowned. "Do you want me to help you find a shop? Here, let's try this way." There was a grocery store nearby. Surely they'd have a bathroom she could wash up in. @buffy
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