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Text Cut: Tasha y Charles :P Quote:
Originally Posted by Nordic Witch  "Oh, you did? What language was that?" she asked curiously. Charles worked in the international cooperation department she contemplated so learning new languages were probably in his job description. Tasha wasn’t going to criticize him for it if he had enjoyed himself which he seemed to have done. Eyes glittering and beaming all over her face she murmured. "My vacation to Scotland was amazing." Tasha trailed off gazing down at the floor. It wouldn’t feel right to talk about it when Dorian wasn’t even here yet. Quote:
Originally Posted by Becky "Oh, I learnt Giant, and I'm embarking on learning Japanese now." he gave her a polite nod of the head. When he saw how happy Tasha looked, he tilted his head curiously at her. "And this trip to Scotland, what happened there that pleased you so much?" he asked, raising a curious eyebrow. Though Charles didn't speak to many people as if they were good friends, he counted Natasha as one of those and he wanted to know what was going on in her life! Jealous pets were hard enough to deal with, but when they were a phoenix it became that much more difficult. The only saving grace was that Lorelai had gotten upset over his mother’s owl, not the usual owl from Italy. Dorian had been oddly grateful that there hadn’t been a lot of correspondence from Italy lately, seeing as it had given him the time to decide that it was alright to move on from that whole situation. Gabriel would always be there in the background, but he was content in trusting that his former best friend wasn’t going to be leaving the prison there any time soon. However, the owl/phoenix situation had meant that he was going to be late to the Ministry orientation ball, especially as he hadn’t felt it safe to get dressed for it until the birds were appeased and the owl had been sent back with a brief reply to the letter it had been carrying. After that, he’d been free to finally get dressed and head to the event. At least he was far from a newcomer, so the function was merely there for him to mingle, if he ever really had been one to do so.
There had been one reason why he’d been more willing to suffer through it all, anyway, and he’d let his grey eyes scan the entrance hall for the familiar blonde head of the person he’d spent most of the holiday with. For once he’d decided that he wasn’t even going to worry about others causing issues, and he’d walked over calmly as he’d found Natasha speaking with a man he was fairly certain he remembered seeing at one point or another. It wasn’t Roxanne, and the department head seemed awfully inconspicuous anyhow. Therefore, he’d felt safe enough to slip an arm lightly around Natasha’s waist as he’d come up alongside her in time to hear a conversation about languages and Scotland. Hmm, he thought, before he spoke. “I apologize for being late. Lorelai sends her apologies as well, along with another gift,” he said, a slight smile on his face as he’d offered her another feather. It somewhat seemed appropriate anyhow, and he’d sent a nod toward her companion as well. More proper greetings could wait for a moment, as there were other answers that could be more interesting. They hadn’t told many people, after all, which reminded him that he’d meant to see if Wes had been around as well.
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