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The Wizarding World Captain
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Posted: Tue Jul 27, 2010 7:40 pm
You'll get an original tattoo here or a new orifice. Your choice.
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Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2010 4:04 pm
*Munches on some crisps while flitting around the shop gathering up half-finished paperwork on that morning's clients, stacking them on the squat desk for later refinement*
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Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2010 4:11 pm
*Kicks her boot as hard as she can into one of the chairs, fixing the lever on its side so that it rises and falls once again.*
Crank that s**t up, Red.
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Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2010 4:15 pm
*Smiles as he flicks his wand at the entertainment center crammed in the corner, magically drawing the volume louder until the window shuddered quietly to the ensuing throb*
Did you see that burning butterfly I did this morning? Some French bloke, wanted its wings to be crumbling in flames.. took me an hour, but I've got a picture for the book, looks good.
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Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2010 4:42 pm
Yeah, looked pretty classy to me.. Wouldn't mind a violet one of those, black flames with a little green to it, ya know?
*Looks up, scowling as she sees who it is.*
Aren't you supposed to be touring in Russia right now?
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Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2010 4:52 pm
*Charms the music back to its original, tame volume before looking up*
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Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2010 4:54 pm
What? You don't love me now?
*Pulls his leather jacket off and tosses it into a chair, going to sit down on one of the ones Mynx had been fixing*
I need a tattoo, stat. Somethin' hot. I've got an audition to get to, baby.
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Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2010 5:04 pm
*Watches London with amused interest*
We accept please, thanks, and cash or credit.
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Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2010 5:06 pm
*Pulls out a wad of hundreds and tosses it on the counter, sitting back with a smirk as Mynx grabs his hair and wrenches his head back.*
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Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2010 5:08 pm
Give him something artsy, Red. He's got enough punk bullshit staining his skin. Maybe a nice phrase around the jugular, s'okay if you slip.
*Shoves London's head forward and stalks over behind the register, picking up the money as she goes.*
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Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2010 5:16 pm
*Watches his boss with careful eyes, lightly taking a pen from the desk and moving towards London, concepts dripping like lazy afternoon rain behind his eyes* An audition..
Are you wanting something sedentary, or charmed?
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Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2010 5:21 pm
Just a regular tattoo. I don't care much for the magic ones. No offense.
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Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2010 5:23 pm
That's fine. *Combs his fingers through the soft red hair on the nape of his neck, thoughtful* Take down your pants and get on your knees on the chair.
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Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2010 5:25 pm
*Smirks again, doing as Leo says, but looks at him from over his shoulder*
If you want a date...all you have to do is ask, babe.
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Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2010 7:04 pm
rolleyes I'll keep that in mind. *Begins to sketch just below the other male's underwear-clad arse, spanning over the back of his thigh*
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