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The Wizarding World Captain
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 Posted: Mon May 17, 2010 7:22 am
 A massive grocery store, Marvin's Groceries is part of Marvin's branch of stores aimed at magical patrons. It offers everything from aisles of wizarding household goods (cauldrons to levitating whisks) to magically enhanced foods (purple apples for the little ones, rare Hippocampus meat sandwiches in the deli, and boxes of Merlin Crunch Cereal.)
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Posted: Tue Sep 21, 2010 9:03 am
*Wears a black apron over his usaul clothing, large white letters across his chest spelling "MARVIN'S" and a nametag baring his name in red letters*
Oy, Crissie, I'm gonna sweep the front. *Flashes the supervisor in question a grin before retrieving the broom and trotting off to the electric doors, gliding open and shut for the swell of customers*
*Catches a few crumpled bits of paper - discarded receipts, lost shopping lists - with his broom, magic making them pop into bubbles and float towards the rubbish bins*
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Posted: Tue Sep 21, 2010 9:29 am
*Walks in, texting rapidly on her phone as she grabs a hand basket without looking. Falters for a moment to read whatever message was sent back with a slight frown*
Duh-rab. Yuck, no way would I wear something that baggy. Vic has lost her mind.
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Posted: Tue Sep 21, 2010 9:31 am
*Pauses and glances up, a hesitant smile playing on his lips as he raises a hand* Hey, Drake. *Holds the broom loosely in his other hand*
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Posted: Tue Sep 21, 2010 9:35 am
*Looks up startled, obviously not thinking she'd run into anyone from school- Oh.*
Hey, Hugo. *Smiles reluctantly*
What's up?
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Posted: Tue Sep 21, 2010 9:39 am
*Warmth melts into his smile, his expression oddly soft as he resumes sweeping, his eyes on her* Nothing much, just the usual weekend shift.
So.. can I help you find anything?
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Posted: Tue Sep 21, 2010 9:47 am
S'cool you have a weekend job...
*Shakes her head*
No thanks. I'm just picking up a few things for the house. Ian, my brother, keeps forgetting to do the shopping. Healer interns are totally busy.
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Posted: Tue Sep 21, 2010 9:53 am
*Nods* Yeah, he works with my Mum occasionally. She says he's dedicated, and she--
*Pauses as a customer toting a chubby-faced, screaming infant inquires about the baby food aisle*
That would be 12, actually - past the juice and cereal sections.
*Makes a face at the baby, who pauses in its screeching* Sup, little man? Your Mum looks tired, mate, give her a bit of a break from that rock opera you're performing there, ey?
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Posted: Tue Sep 21, 2010 9:59 am
*Watches, a slight red tinge coming to her eyes before she looks away and begins to blink in hopes of getting rid of any forming tears*
I really ought to let you get back to work, Hugo. I gotta get this stuff so I can get back and study for that exam on Monday.
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Posted: Tue Sep 21, 2010 10:04 am
Good luck with that rock opera, little man. S'a hard genre to carry these days. *Grins as the mother carries her now-quiet child away; turns back to Drake with a slightly less eager smile* Yeah, that's right; reckon studying with Godfrey's gone okay, then? I heard you're doing loads better.
*Pause*
You okay? *Soft voice*
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Posted: Tue Sep 21, 2010 10:07 am
I'll just be happy when it's summer. I'm, like, over done with all this studying and making up grades thing.
I haven't actually gotten a chance to study with Frey. I keep getting too much on my plate. *Shrugs a thin shoulder, shifting the basket from one hand to the other*
I'll see you at school, maybe?
*Starts to walk around him*
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Posted: Tue Sep 21, 2010 10:15 am
*Reaches up, gently taking her elbow* Drake.
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Posted: Tue Sep 21, 2010 10:18 am
*Wrenches her arm away from him*
Don't! Don't you ******** touch me, okay?
Just leave me alone, Hugo. You already made it loud and clear what you wanted, so keep to it.
*Puts the basket away, making a move to leave instead.*
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Posted: Tue Sep 21, 2010 10:23 am
Hey, wait, Drake. *Puts the broom against the wall beside the hand baskets and follows her out into the parking lot* I'm sorry for how I reacted to you - I was a real douchebag, I know that. But you... you really hurt my feelings, and I'm a momma's boy, so it knocked me down a few pegs.
Just... hang on for a second and talk to me, please?
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Posted: Tue Sep 21, 2010 10:27 am
There's nothing to talk about. ******** off, Hugo.
You've ruined everything, okay? EVERYTHING. Go away. Go back to your loser job and ******** leave me alone!
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