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sweetpinkpixie · 07-21-2020, 02:52 AM

Did he really just do that? Did he really just use that tone with her. If looks could kill, David Truebridge, you would be in trouble right now. However, as it were, she was feeling a little more forgiving in the moment and still found herself enjoying his company...for whatever reason. It was surely a fluke of sorts. She followed his gaze towards the gears and allowed her own pale eyes to linger there a few moments before shifting them back to him and his profile. He was a curious creature, particularly the bend in his brow now as he scrutinized the display.

"The director of a small indie film I am starring in," she said with an air of disdain. She still could not believe that she had found herself so heavily involved in this scene. She was sure there would be a follow up to this so she attempted to beat him to that punch. "There is a scene to take place in my character's bedroom and he requested that I find items to best suit my aesthetic. As well as any other items that may feel fitting. The production team's master of props has been...disappointing, to say the least." She did not catch the manner in which he had observed her and that was perhaps for the best.

She did not need additional thoughts piling up on preexisting yearnings.

"Yes, well, when such transfigurations are a part of one's day to day existence and overall existence...there comes a certain disenchantment when it becomes a plot device. Much like how when one turn's a hobby or passion into a profession one looses their affection towards it. Turns it stale." Her eyes bore into his a bit, recalling quite fondly the smart set of antlers she had bestowed upon him. "You say that as though you believe I have not already done so. That is kind of you."

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sweetpinkpixie Wizarding World RPG Admin Minister for Magic Alley Proprietor Romanian Longhorn Join Date: Aug 2010 Location: The Paths Posts: 39,914 Hogwarts RPG Name: Briallen Ashburry-Hawthorne Gryffindor First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nyle Harden Hufflepuff Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Iris Harden Ravenclaw Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Calliope Barrington Slytherin First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Diamond Marchbanks Gryffindor Sixth Year Ministry Department Head: Charles Hollingberry Minister's Office Ministry Department Head: Airey Flamsteed Mysteries Diagon Alley Proprietor: Zachaël Lufkin Owl Post x12 x12	astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK \| & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf Did he really just do that? Did he really just use that tone with her. If looks could kill, David Truebridge, you would be in trouble right now. However, as it were, she was feeling a little more forgiving in the moment and still found herself enjoying his company...for whatever reason. It was surely a fluke of sorts. She followed his gaze towards the gears and allowed her own pale eyes to linger there a few moments before shifting them back to him and his profile. He was a curious creature, particularly the bend in his brow now as he scrutinized the display. "The director of a small indie film I am starring in," she said with an air of disdain. She still could not believe that she had found herself so heavily involved in this scene. She was sure there would be a follow up to this so she attempted to beat him to that punch. "There is a scene to take place in my character's bedroom and he requested that I find items to best suit my aesthetic. As well as any other items that may feel fitting. The production team's master of props has been...disappointing, to say the least." She did not catch the manner in which he had observed her and that was perhaps for the best. She did not need additional thoughts piling up on preexisting yearnings. "Yes, well, when such transfigurations are a part of one's day to day existence and overall existence...there comes a certain disenchantment when it becomes a plot device. Much like how when one turn's a hobby or passion into a profession one looses their affection towards it. Turns it stale." Her eyes bore into his a bit, recalling quite fondly the smart set of antlers she had bestowed upon him. "You say that as though you believe I have not already done so. That is kind of you." __________________ When you’re stuck in a moment and your spark has been stolen .................................................. ........... this is our time to own it, so own it..................................... baby we were born with fire and gold in our eyes