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The Wizarding World Captain
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 Posted: Sun Sep 26, 2010 9:33 am
Techno Butterfly  A massive dance club in the heart of Little Shell. Though the lights are blinding and the music is deafening, the atmosphere will send you into the clouds.
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Posted: Fri Mar 04, 2011 6:19 pm
*Nods his head to the music, a beer in hand as he sways and rocks to Ke$ha with the rest of the bouncing thrum a crowd*
We're young and we're bored~
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Posted: Fri Mar 04, 2011 6:29 pm
*Remarkably sober, Hermione turns down two offers for drinks in a row, moving in the crowd as though she's avoiding being spoken to by any of the interested faces watching her dance; flounces over to the bar, asking for a bottle of water*
Oh, excuse me. *Half-smiles at London, having bumped into him when she pressed the damp bottle to her throat and then the side of her face to cool off, face flushed and eyes bright*
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Posted: Fri Mar 04, 2011 6:32 pm
It's cool, no worr- Whoa. Hey. *Smiles and takes his shades off to get a better look at her*
No problem.
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Posted: Fri Mar 04, 2011 6:36 pm
*Unscrews the cap, taking a deep drink of water, its crisp frigid rush flooding her chest and leaving her feeling clean and awake*
*Smiles, adjusting her hat with one hand to keep the cascade of dark locks from her face, offering him the bottle*
I only wanted a sip. You look thirsty. *Laughs*
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Posted: Fri Mar 04, 2011 6:40 pm
Oh, I al- *Reconsiders it and slips the beer on the bar behind himself and takes the water, making sure their fingers brush*
You know, my grandad warned me about girls like you. They'll give you a tooth ache, with how sweet they are, he says.
Didn't think that was true, but *Jokingly rubs his jaw, giving an odd frown before smiling* Ow.
Sorry, I don't have the whole, suave English dude thing going for me.
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Posted: Fri Mar 04, 2011 6:43 pm
*Laughs, waving a hand* You did fine. American, aren't you? The accent speaks for itself. *Laughs again, chewing on her lower lip for a moment when her giggles fade*
Well, back to the dance floor.
*Smiles and flounces away from him, disappearing into the crowd*
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Posted: Fri Mar 04, 2011 6:45 pm
gonk
Hey, wait up!
*Sets the water on the bar, shoving his shades so they hold onto the front of his tank's collar, hurrying after her*
Lemme dance with you.
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Posted: Fri Mar 04, 2011 6:46 pm
*Pauses and turns to look at him, already falling into step with the music* I've got a boyfriend.
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Posted: Fri Mar 04, 2011 6:49 pm
*Feels his stomach drop, knowing he should go elsewhere, but also knows he just lacks the common sense and ability not to... ********, and it was Reg's baby momma and s**t, but he hadn't been with her been with her in years and.. ******** it. He knew what he wanted dragging its nails down his back later tonight.*
That's cool. It's just dancing, though. Don't you British girls know how to dance for fun? You not supposed to have friends that are guys, or something?
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Posted: Fri Mar 04, 2011 6:56 pm
*Laughs* You were giving me the 'lusty eyes' look at the bar, I didn't want you to get the wrong idea. *Moves closer to him anyway as the song changes to Lady Gaga's "Telephone," her smile light and contagious; mouths the lyrics at him, laughing* I have got no service in the club you say, eh~
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Posted: Fri Mar 04, 2011 7:03 pm
*Actually sings the lyrics aloud, his voice having that low, chocolate-growl rock edge to it. Too many cigarettes, cheap booze and broken hearts made a voice like that*
What did you say, you're breakin' up on me. Sorry I cannot hear you I'm kinda busy.
*Steps up so they can dance into each other, keeping his hands respectfully at her sides, but not holding onto her*
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Posted: Fri Mar 04, 2011 7:05 pm
*Laughs, raising her arms above her head as she dances, all smiles and splashing brown curls* K-kinda busy, k-kinda busy~
*Bounces around until her back is pressed into his chest, nodding her head back and forth to the music*
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Posted: Fri Mar 04, 2011 7:13 pm
Stop telephonin'. Me, stop, stop telephonin'~
*Laughs and continues to dance with her, following her movements fairly easily*
I ********' love this song. ^^
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Posted: Fri Mar 04, 2011 7:15 pm
*In the midst of her movements, the gold heart pin fastened to her hat bounces free, tumbling across the floor; Hermione stops, glancing through the cascade of feet* Oh hell, I love that pin..
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