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Post by Emily Alchemia on Oct 11, 2006 7:55:34 GMT -5
Emily laughed. "Well, I do have some good news. Vincent can feel in his legs now. We found that out last night, because a house-elf accidentally spilled hot soup on his legs, and he was just smiling about it. And, Vincent's supposed to be here shortly. Plus, there is more good news, but that's can just wait until he gets here," said Emily smiling.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Oct 11, 2006 18:17:42 GMT -5
"Emily, that's wonderful!" Isabella said. "I'm so glad to hear he's getting better. He seemed so down about it the other day. And what is your other news? Is it what I think it is?" she asked with a knowing smile.
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Post by Emily Alchemia on Oct 11, 2006 20:28:19 GMT -5
"Maybe, maybe not," said Emily smiling. "It all depends on what you think it is."
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Post by Tyler Jackson on Oct 12, 2006 17:22:36 GMT -5
Tyler just stared around watching the other people discuss other matters among each other. He overheard some of them. Apparently, whoever this Vincent was, had been paralyzed or something. And he sounded pretty close to this other girl. He retained all the information in the back of his head to relay to Claudia later.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Oct 12, 2006 20:27:59 GMT -5
Isabella smiled. "Well, I hope it's what I think it is," she said. "But I can wait until Vincent gets here so you guys can tell us together."
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Post by Emily Alchemia on Oct 12, 2006 20:48:58 GMT -5
Emily grinned again. "Me either."
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Post by Vincent Corrigan on Oct 12, 2006 21:50:37 GMT -5
Vincent wheeled his chair into the courtroom. He was just going to be observing and testifying, so he just stayed at the bottom of the courtroom and waved up at Emily, Isabella, and Voltaire.
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Oct 13, 2006 12:43:38 GMT -5
"What? male pride? Of course I have that! But it's not like I could parade about like that, You'd skin before I left the bedroom." he said smiling smugly.
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Post by Emily Alchemia on Oct 13, 2006 14:21:32 GMT -5
Emily laughed at Voltaire and waved down at Vincent. "I'll be back in a few," said Emily walking down towards Vincent. "Hey," she said as she reached him.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Oct 13, 2006 23:36:16 GMT -5
Isabella leaned her head against Voltaire's arm. "All I meant, darling, is that you would never be so foolish as to try to separate from me just to 'protect me' from something or because you thought you didn't deserve me. And if you tried, you know I'll set you straight," she said. She looked down at Vincent and Emily. "I'm glad they are back together. It didn't make sense for them to be apart."
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Oct 14, 2006 2:20:26 GMT -5
"Don't frighten me Isa! This male pride that you speak of both alarms and worries me!" he said jokingly. " I'm happy too, Vincent looked miserable that day in the resturant." he said turning to look at the couple as they exchanged greetings.
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Alastor Domino
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Post by Alastor Domino on Oct 14, 2006 12:13:48 GMT -5
((who are you talking to Claudia?))
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Post by Erasmus Craven on Oct 14, 2006 14:12:57 GMT -5
Erasmus turned to Greta and said "She is wasted now, such potently for greatness and she threw it all away to breed, like some common sow." he said still raking his gaze over her body. he then turned his gaze back to Greta and appreciated her beauty and style, If Greta was anything, she was fashionable.
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Alastor Domino
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Post by Alastor Domino on Oct 14, 2006 14:22:47 GMT -5
Alastor looked over to where Erasmus and his assistant were sitting and gritted his teeth with disgust.
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Post by Claudia Morley on Oct 14, 2006 22:07:20 GMT -5
Claudia watched Tyler out of the corner of her eye. He seemed to be silently taking everything in. Good. She hoped he would bring her some bit of information that would help the Dark Lord's cause. She sat back and casually examined her nails.
((Alastor, Claudia has Tyler under the Imperius Curse.))
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Post by Vincent Corrigan on Oct 14, 2006 23:48:49 GMT -5
Vincent smiled at Emily. "Hello, love," he greeted her. "You look nice today." He looked past her, toward where Voltaire and Isabella were sitting. "I see you were talking to Isabella and Voltaire. Did you tell them our good news yet?"
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Oct 15, 2006 1:28:26 GMT -5
Isabella wrapped her arm around his shoulders. "If you ever so much as think of doing something like that, I'll have to tie you up to keep you from leaving," she said, smiling. "I need you." She bristled suddenly. "Voltaire, I can still feel that man's eyes on me," she said through gritted teeth. "That creep Craven.... if he doesn't stop staring at me, I may not be able to hold back from ripping out his eyeballs...."
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Post by Emily Alchemia on Oct 15, 2006 10:19:02 GMT -5
Emily shook her head no. "I haven't told them yet. I was waiting for you to get here," she said with a smile. Emily looked towards Isabella and saw the Minister. "I honestly have a strong dislike for that man," she said referring to the minister. "I don't trust him," she whispered, "even if he is the minister of magic."
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Post by Greta Weiss on Oct 15, 2006 12:19:25 GMT -5
"She might be wasted talent Erasmus, but she is also a traitor, I think we should make this as difficult as possible. Maybe it will give that whelp she carries a good twist." Greta said smoothly. She crossed her legs and caught Erasmus looking both at her and the sow.
"I also suggest you keep your gaze fixed." she said frowning as he turned his head back towards her.
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Post by Vincent Corrigan on Oct 15, 2006 13:45:11 GMT -5
Vincent glanced at the Minister and frowned. "I don't like him, either. I never have. I try to keep silent about it, since technically he's my boss, but there's something... off... about him. And that secretary of his, too. He certainly stares at Isabella quite a lot. If I were Voltaire, I'd hang the guy by his tongue for that..."
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